“ oh , so it’s ‘ sir ‘ now ? “ he raised his hands in surrender , releasing a muffled huff . “ fine , fine . just let me get back on your good side . “

g A s p.

“ a price ? oh , this is 𝙨𝙤 unfair . “ still , it was talitha . she had him wrapped around her finger . “ name it , and it’s yours . “

everything’s fine . he’s fine . perfectly focused and not at all making heart eyes beneath his visor .

“ a kiss ? i don’t think i’ll ever recover from this debt.” he jested , his tone a bit more lighthearted than his usual gruffness. reaching for his helmet , din placed it to the side, revealing his usual rugged features and dark locks . “ you have yourself a deal . “

. . . heisnotcute.

. . really ?

odd . . even after i threatened to shove you out the airlock?

he is 𝙣𝙤𝙩 . nope . not one bit .

leaning down just a bit so it was easier for her , his arms secured themselves around her waist , akin to the many embraces they had shared before. after a moment , his cranium rested against hers, allowing a gentle smile onto his brims . “ so—— i’m on your good side again ? “

“ why you sneaky little ——“ his sentence cut off with a defeated sigh, every word he spoke oddly enough rung with adoration , keeping her in an embrace . “ and here i thought i was the brains of this operation . not just the muscle.” he’s being utterly sarcastic, of course.

if she keeps talking like that he’s going to have to pull her into an embrace but this time NOT let go .

glaring , beneath the mask .

kicks over chair . punches wall . why is his wife so PERFECT .

distant , muffled mando’a screaming .

what else would he be ?

aha —— not at all .

still screaming but softer .