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dindjarinsleftboot · 3 years

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Safe in your arms

Part three <3

*Teeny bit of blood and violence in this one*

Word count: 2.4k

You wake up in your usual spot. In Din’s arms, in hyperspace and the kid sound asleep in his hammock behind you. You wished these moments could last forever, but then Din is a bounty hunter and at the end of the day there is always a bad guy to be captured somewhere. Over the past few weeks, you’ve been to about seven different planets- each one unique with different foreign languages you’d never heard of, creatures of all shapes and sizes being dragged into the crest and then shoved into carbonite- each one with a different facial expression frozen onto their face. It excited and scared you all at once. You knew you were never in danger- especially when you have a Mandalorian standing close by whenever you ventured out into large buzzing cities. People all walking in different directions bumping shoulders as they walked. The kid would be strapped around Mando and his hand wrapped tightly around your waist pulling you close to him. Overhead thousands of airspeeders all flying in unison travelling to different places around the city. Neon lights would hang from the tall buildings towering over you, all different colours brightening the sky through the darkness. Even when you were just walking through small towns to get some more food and supplies, Mando’s hand would never leave you.

You hated him leaving you even more now and missed him so much when he was away- no matter how hard you tried to distract yourself. Whenever he returned to you, dirty and tired, all he wanted to do was cuddle up to you. Falling asleep in your arms as you slowly trace your fingers up his arms and back and press soft kisses onto his neck. A few times you had fallen asleep on his chest while he softly ran his fingers through your hair and whispered quietly with his rich unfiltered voice, telling how much he cares about you and how much you’re on his mind whenever he is gone. You assume he thought you were asleep and couldn’t actually hear him but that made it more heartfelt, and you treasured every last word he said.

You rolled over to kiss your mysterious lover good morning- is there even such thing as morning when you’re deep in hyperspace? He was already awake and propped up on one elbow while he laid on his side with his other hand pressed lightly on your waist.

“C’mere” You whispered still feeling half asleep. He laughed quietly then leant into you, whispering at your lips “Sleepy” before gently kissing you. Both snug under a blanket melting into one another as your noses brushed against each other’s cheeks. His hand still pressed against your waist tightening his grip slightly, and yours tangled in his hair, lightly scratching your nails against his scalp. You both cannot get enough of each other and you could honestly stay kissing him forever if you didn’t have to stop to breathe. Feeling him invading all your senses as he slides his hand around you and pulls you in closer, claiming him as yours. You could feel the heat radiating off your body onto his, your heart racing but your whole body relaxed as if you just melted at his touch. He rolled you onto your back and started to show you just how much he missed you when he was gone.

You sat in the cockpit with the baby in your arms, content as he played with his shiny ball- dropping it into your lap every now and then. You were out of hyperspace now and approaching a large planet with swirls of white and grey covering the dark surface. Din had told you earlier that you were headed to Corellia- the capital planet of the Corellian system- and that you’d be accompanying him for a while to get supplies. You always enjoyed leaving the crest for a while and exploring new places with him, it was thrilling and gave you a taste of adventure. You landed and made your way down into the hull behind Din. Watching as he strapped heavy armour to his body along with rifles and blasters. He hesitated for a moment before pulling a smaller blaster from the weapons cabinet and just holding it in his hands staring down at it. Your eyes flicked from the blaster to him, wondering what he was thinking. He then looked up at you “Take this” your eyes widened. Is he serious? You had never shot a blaster before. “This isn’t the safest planet and I want you to feel like you have protection when I’m not here.” You took the blaster from him and studied it. You knew the safety switch and the trigger and that’s about it. Point and shoot. Should be easy. Not that you will actually need to use it- you reassure yourself.

“Okay… urm- thank you.” You’re not really quite sure what to say but you gently smile at him and attach the blaster to your belt. He takes the kid from your hip and places him in the floating cot before closing it shut. You follow him down the ramp and into the foggy air.

It is humid on Corellia and you can feel the warm sticky air fill your lungs as you breathe. You’re walking for about hour, past old buildings and remains of statues. The streets you pass are dim and eery. In the distance you could hear animals snarling and wicked laughter echoing from alleyways. Lines of washing hang from window to window above you and a group of small children wearing dirty motheaten clothes, kicking a tin can around catch your eye ahead of you. When they spot you and your intimidating protector- they quickly disappear into the shadows. The sun being blocked by a thick layer of dark clouds above you, trapping the hot air. The humidity is making your hair frizz- you pull a hair tie from your wrist and quickly tie it up in a messy bun on top of your head, dropping pieces as you try to keep up with Mando’s long strides. You reach the city, plants starting to appear adding some colour to the grey outskirts you were just in and more people start to appear. The shops around you start to look slightly more well-kept and expensive, and the buildings get taller, and the place is suddenly buzzing with all different creatures. Din moves in closer to you and wraps his arm around your waist at it starts to get busier, he then turns into a dimly lit street where there are significantly fewer people. A shop selling the essentials is up ahead and you’re just about to step inside when a voice bellows out from behind you.

“Hey! Mando!” You both stop in your tracks. You glance across to Din who is still facing forwards.

“Oi! I’m talking to you.” The voice sounded deep and menacing and something about his tone made the blood run cold in your veins. Din eventually turned to face him; you turned your head to follow. A large Twi’lek coloured a deep purple started to walk towards you. A sinister grin plastered on his face and his hand was gripped tightly around a sharp blade. He stopped a few inches from Mando’s face and stared him up and down, trailing the knife along his chest plate.

“Qin.” Came through the modulator. Deep and harsh.

“You didn’t think you could leave me for dead and get away with it did you?” The Twi’lek said while laughing to himself and inching closer to Mando pointing the knife to his helmet as he spoke. His head suddenly turned to face you- making your heart sink to your stomach.

“Who’s this pretty little thing then?” The knife came to touch your face- you squinted your eyes shut and tried to turn away but before he could get close, Din was planting his boot firmly into his stomach sending the knife flying from Qin’s hand and stumbling back as he gasped out in pain. Din was walking sternly in front of him forcing him to step back further and further until he was up against a wall. He then pulled a gun out and held it up to Qin’s head in one swift move. You’d never seen him be so large and intimidating and that somehow made you even hotter for him- seeing how protective he was over you. Before you could catch your breath and calm your nerves, someone was behind you placing a firm hand over your mouth and pulling you back. You went numb. You wanted to scream and fight against his grip, but you were shackled by your own terror. Din quickly turned to see you and raised another blaster to the man behind you without hesitation. Your eyes glanced over to the crib and you were relieved that it was shut tightly, the baby was safe in there. Qin started to laugh again “Lower your blasters Mando. We have you outnumbered” His helmet looked up to see more men stationed on the roofs above you, all pointing a blaster at either you or Mando. The blaster pointing at Qin lowered before he turned to look at him and snapped “I like those odds.” Before Qin could respond, a dozen small missiles came flying from Mando’s wrist each one hitting one of the men- including the one holding you. You shut your eyes tightly as the grip around your mouth loosened and the sound of him hitting the ground jolted them open again. Mando was looking at you and you nodded to tell him you were okay. He turned back to Qin once again raising the blaster to his head and pulling the trigger. You turned you head away not wanting to see anything, the adrenaline still pumping through your body making your legs feel weak. Din quickly put his hand on your chin and tilted your face to the side. He then dropped his hands to your arms as he pulled you in tightly. “I-I’m so sorry.” He said shakily, sounding out of breath.

“I’m okay Din. Don’t apologise” you whispered against the cold chest plate, your breath fogging it up slightly. He quickly went back to looking at your face. “You’re bleeding.” What? You furrowed your brows and reached your own hand up to your face. Ouch. It stung when you touched your cheek and surely enough there was blood on your fingers. Qin must have managed to catch your cheek before getting thrown back. Din sighed and reached into the bag to get out a gauze. Slowly and carefully dabbing it over your wound- you tried not to squirm as the adrenaline wore of and the pain started to kick in but apparently you made it obvious because Din lifted his helmet above his chin and kissed your cheek tenderly.

“It’s not deep, the bleedings stopped, and it shouldn’t scar.” He sounded so soft and gentle it made you close your eyes and imagine you were cuddled up on the floor of the crest. “Come on, let’s go.” You take his hand and start walking back to the crest. When you reach the quiet suburbs, he opens up the crib to reveal the child sleeping soundly. Completely oblivious to the danger he was in moments ago. You take a deep breath and rest your head on Din’s arm as you walk together, holding him close to you.

He felt a knot in his stomach, the feeling of guilt and regret. He kept replaying the event in his head. What he could have done differently. He should have reacted sooner. He should have left her on the ship. What kind of life is he giving her? She deserves so much more than this. Sleeping on the floor. Going to dangerous planets and being couped up on his ship for a couple of days. She deserves a quiet life on a beautiful planet- full of happiness and content. Something he wished he could give her. Could he? He thought about how nice it would be to wake up in a serene place every morning and just be himself. Raise the kid with her and grow old together. He had never thought about a life outside of bounty hunting- but since meeting her his life had changed. She had already shown him so much without even trying and made him feel things he had never felt. She had shown him love, kindness and a purity that he didn’t even know existed. He was so in love and ready to give up everything he had known to make her happy.

Back safely on the crest, he dressed the cut on your cheek and kissed you one last time before heading off again. You always caught a glimpse of tan skin whenever he lifted the helmet to kiss you before he left. Showing you a tiny portion of his chin lightly covered in dark facial hair- giving you hints as to what he looks like under the helmet. You had parts of the puzzle - dark brown hair that flicked and curled up when it was messy. Facial hair lining a strong jawline and shading his soft lips that you knew so well, perfect tanned skin all over his body- which left you to put the rest together yourself. You felt he had brown eyes. The type that would glow different shades of golden and hazel under the sun. You bet they were soft but fearless, and if you ever got to look into them, you were worried that you’d never want to look away. People always romanticise the colour of eyes as if they were of some importance. Although you thought about his eyes almost every day- you knew they’d be beautiful no matter what colour they were. You wanted to know the finer details, like the shape his mouth makes when he’s trying to stifle a smile. Did his nose scrunch up and his eyes shut tight when he laughed? Did he have dimples in his cheeks when he smiled at you? So much you longed to know, but you were content with what you had so far. You watched him disappear into the darkness as the ramp closed. You’d never been so relieved to see a world shut away from your view. You turned to the kid, sitting in the crib and staring wide eyed up at you. You smiled down at him and lifted him up onto your hip before turning the radio on and singing quietly while he beamed up and coo’d along with you. Back in the only place where you felt safe when Din wasn’t with you.

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Good morning sleepy

Part two :)

Word Count: 2.7k

Officers shouting. Blasters shooting all around you. People running, crying and grabbing their children as they all scrambled towards their only route for escape. You stood in the middle of it all. Confused and dazed. Staring at the world you had called your home your whole life being crushed before your eyes. A bright beam of light hurtling through the sky lighting up the panic and terror surrounding you. The muffled sounds around you quieten as everything seems to move in slow motion. Then a voice, soft and deep travels through the air. It sounds familiar. You feel comforted by the whispers for a second before-

You jerk upright, a thin layer of sweat covering your body, enough to make your hair cling to your neck and forehead. You blink a couple of times as your eyes adjust to your surroundings. A hand comes to cradle your face, but you smack it away- still feeling the fear and panic surging in your stomach.

“Shhh. It’s okay- I’m here. It’s me”

A sudden wave of relief sweeps over you as you realise where you are. You are safe. The familiar deep baritone voice fills your ears, and any fears you had are instantly washed away.

“You’re safe” His hands move back up to your face to comfort you, hoping you won’t swipe him away again. “It was just a dream.”

You close your eyes and turn to rest your head in his large hand. Streaks of light and the silence of hyperspace surrounding you. You take a deep breath, inhaling a comforting leathery aroma. Mando’s thumb brushes against your cheek softly- you realise he is wiping away a tear. You were crying in your sleep? wow. That’s embarrassing. You blink your eyes open, as he moves his hand away and turns again to face the controls in front of him. You look around at the swirling blues and bright whites flickering and dancing off of Mando’s reflective body.

“I- I’m sorry. I don’t know why-” You begin to explain when you realise it’s been quiet for a long time and you haven’t said anything. But Mando quicky stops you.

“It’s okay. You don’t need to explain.” Sharp and to the point. Maybe he just didn’t want you to explain because truthfully, he didn’t really care. You know by now he prefers the silence. Only speaking up when it’s necessary or when you ask questions. Or maybe it’s because he saw how hurt you were by whatever you saw in your sleep, he knew you didn’t really want to think about it again- which honestly you don’t. Either way you decided to move past it.

“Where are we go-”

“Thank you. For earlier” His sudden need to interrupt you every time you speak takes you back a bit- but not as much as what he just said. Thank you? For what?

“What did-” you think back to him holding you in his arms on Naboo in the rain and then not letting go of your hand until you were back at the crest. “What did I do?”

He stays quiet for a while wondering how to say how he is feeling without actually telling you how he is feeling.

“I guess I had just forgotten what human contact felt like. To- to hold someone.” You felt your heartstrings pull so much that you were worried that they might actually snap. You wished you could remind him of what love feels like. What it’s like to cuddle up to the one you love. To look into their eyes and tell them how much you miss them when they’re gone.

“How long has it been? Since you…” You don’t know how much you can say without stepping over any lines. The last thing you want is to be abandoned on whatever planet you’re going next. But you realise he’s the one who brought it up so- what’s the worst that can happen? He just won’t tell you. You can live with that. “Since you took off the helmet? I mean like- in front of someone else.” He turns his head to look at you. You hear a quiet sigh come through the modulator as he swivels his chair towards you. You are suddenly reminded of how large and dominant he is. His body taking up nearly the entire seat. Well… nearly-

“I was a kid.” Your mind is snapped back from whatever direction it was headed- half disappointed. “I was young when my parents were killed, and the Mandalorians’ took me in. When I came of age, I swore the creed. I haven’t shown my face since.” So, no one has seen what is being hidden away from the universe since he was a child? That made you want to know even more. Knowing you were the only one who had looked into his eyes. Ran your hands through his hair. It excited and disheartened you, both at the same time- knowing it’ll never happen.

“You haven’t shown your face to anyone since you were a kid?” you stare up at him knowing you’re looking directly into his eyes through the visor.

“This is the way” you nod up at him and smile- knowing what he just shared with you is personal and something probably not many people know. He turns again and presses a few buttons above his head, before reaching his hand over to the lever and pulling it back- throwing you out of hyper space.

“We’re going to Tatooine.” In front of you, a large sandy looking planet covered in dusty orange tones, looking lifeless and dry grew closer. The name sounded familiar, but you had never been. You hadn’t really been to many planets at all before meeting Mando and accompanying him on his bounties to babysit his adopted green baby.

You sat on the edge of Mando’s bed swinging your legs back and forth as he prepared himself for his mission. You sat on your hands- providing more padding than the bed you were sitting on. He offered it to you when you first joined him but after a week, you decided never again. Not only was is like sleeping on a hard metal pole with bricks as a mattress, but you also felt incredibly bad that every night while you slept in his bed with the kid snoring above you in his little makeshift hammock, Mando either didn’t sleep at all or would fall asleep occasionally in the pilot’s seat in front of the bright lights of hyperspace. Now whenever you put the kid to rest you go back up to the cockpit and fall asleep in the seat behind him. The chair was way more comfortable than the poor excuse for a bed and you also had the company of Mando with you too, so it was perfect. You watched the pointy eared baby waddle around the crest floor, chasing his favourite shiny ball as it rolled towards you. You kicked it back to him as he stared at you with the huge black eyes that would let him get away with anything. You had grown so soft for him over the past few weeks that he almost felt like your little responsibility as well as Mando’s. The first couple of times Mando left you with him it was hell though. He hated not going with his dad and would use all kinds of powers to get you to follow him. But after a while he got used to it- you’d try your best to distract him. You would find the best songs on the radio while you danced with him in your arms, singing loudly over the top of the music. Either that or play ‘roll the metal ball around the floor for hours’ that was his favourite- but admittedly not yours. After Mando had finished attaching all sorts of guns and weapons to himself, he crouched down to scoop the little terror up in his arms. He stood in front of you- looking large and intimidating while holding the cutest little baby in the galaxy, staring innocently at his little shiny sphere.

“How long will you be gone?” The one question you hated asking but the one you always had to.

“Not long.” He acknowledged while still looking down at the kid. “I should be back before sunset” he passed him over to you, you looked down and pressed your finger on his little wrinkled nose as he beamed up at you. Stars- you’d do anything for this kid. You glance back up at Mando who is focused on you. He reaches out and takes your free hand. With his other hand he puts a comm link into it and closes your fingers tight around it.

“If I’m not- you can talk to me through here. Only use it if there is an emergency or I’m not back by dark.” You glance from the comm back to his visor which seems incredibly close to you right now. “Okay” you become very aware of your pounding heart as he stares down at you and you try to calm you heaving chest. “What counts as an emergency? Jawas? Murderers? Monsters?” clearly not finding your sarcasm funny, Mando turns to open the ramp. “Keep this shut while I’m gone- we are in a quiet area, but you never know.” He exclaims- the same monotone voice as usual.

“Will do” you realise he doesn’t have a bag with him, just weapons. “Mando, you have food right?” he didn’t eat yesterday- you know because you were with him all day. “Please take some- we don’t need all of this” You start to go through the food you have left, taking out enough for you and the kid and leaving some in the bag to go with him. You hold it out in front of him. “Take it.” He takes if off you and swings the bag over his shoulder.

“Thank you” he hesitated for a moment “You should get some sleep.” And with that he was turning and walking back down the ramp into the warm dusty air. You looked out behind him, sandy hills stretched for miles, two suns beaming down high in the cloudless sky. Everything looked so dry and uninhabited- until it was all shut away from you and you were back in the darkness of the hull.

For such a small helpless creature he had enough energy to last an eternity. You have been trying to tire him out for a few hours and you’re exhausted. You’ve slept probably as much as Mando- which isn’t nearly enough. Your eyes feel heavy and whenever you close them just to rest them for a bit, three little fingers jab at you- reminding you that he is still there and waiting for you to flick the metal ball across the floor for him to chase for the 1000th time today. You’re sitting cross legged just under the ladder up to the cockpit. The light coming from above is slowly fading into a warm orange- signalling sunset. He should be back soon. It’s all you can think about. You keep glancing over to the commlink he gave you before he left. Sitting on the floor near your knee in silence. A few times you’ve felt temped to just check in and see if he’s on his way back to you. But then his voice rings in your ears “only use it if there’s an emergency” You should have added ‘if I can’t get the kid to sleep’ to your list of possible emergencies. You shift to lay on your stomach resting your head in the crook of your elbows in front of you. The cold metal floor beneath you giving you goosebumps along your arms. The kid comes to sit beside you and you wrap one of your arms around him and pull him close. Half for warmth and comfort and half to keep him trapped there and let you rest for a bit.

The ramp to the crest opens. He slowly walks up it- the bounty swung lifeless over his shoulders. He sees her laying there sound asleep with his kid sleeping next to her. His heart fills with warmth and the unfamiliar feeling of pure love. He quickly but quietly freezes the bounty in carbonite and navigates the crest off of Tatooine and into the silence and darkness of hyperspace. He knows what he wants to do, and without thinking, just does it.

You feel your body start to wake up. Your legs stretch out long sending shivers and waves of relief up your spine- you haven’t been able to stretch out like this in what seems like a lifetime. You go to shift over onto your back but there is something blocking you. As your senses start to pick up after being in a deep sleep for maker knows how long, you realise you’re not alone. A warm bodied human his laying behind you with his arm wrapped over your torso. Your heart stops beating for a split second when you weigh up the situation. Could it be a stranger that wondered onto the ship and decided you looked pretty comfy and would join you on the floor? You feel something draped over your shoulders. A blanket. Where is the kid? He was right here? You finally open your eyes to figure out where you are but it’s like you hadn’t opened your eyes at all. You blink a few times and try to adjust to the light, but it is pitch black. Possibly even darker than when you do have your eyes shut. Then a familiar noise catches your attention. Silence. You’re in hyper space. Which means the large person behind you is- but he doesn’t have any armour on. You can feel his warm gloveless palm pressed on your waist. You’re about to speak up when you feel a hand move your hair away from your neck. Then suddenly his lips are there. You feel his soft lips against your skin- facial hair tickles your neck slightly. Maker this is not what you expected to wake up to.

He takes his lips away to murmur a soft “Good morning sleepy” against your skin. Its only when you hear his soft unfiltered voice that reality kicks you hard in the stomach. He hasn’t got his helmet on. He is lying with his face in the crook of your neck in the pitch-black darkness of the hull. That’s teasing you. You scoot around to face him, pressing your hand lightly on his face. If you can’t see him, you at least want to feel him. Your hands brush against his cheeks and your fingers tangle in his hair. You press your forehead against his, just wanting him to feel loved and the warmth of your skin against his. Knowing you’re the only one who has given him this comfort, reminder of what human contact feel like and a place to just relax and be himself. Not Mando. Not a ruthless intimidating bounty hunter who goes from sector to sector capturing and killing criminals with heavy beskar weighing him down. Just a man. A human, who deserves to feel tenderness and love rather than denying himself of it his whole life. Keeping his humanity locked away from everyone else.

You press your lips gently against his and your eyes droop closed, feeling how his body presses and sinks into yours as if you were made for one another. His hands glide up your back as yours find their way into his locks, combing his hair through your fingers and gently massaging his head. A small hum comes from deep in his throat at the sensation and its almost enough to tip you over the edge. You want to know everything about him, but what he is giving you right now is more than you’d ever dreamt of.

“What is your name?” you whisper against his lips. Not expecting a response but really hoping for one. He pauses for a moment, considering his next words.

“Din” he whispers back, soft and deep against your skin. “Din Djarin.” You can’t control the smile that creeps onto your face. Din. Just one syllable. Short and to the point. Perfect for him. “Din” you softly repeat back to him. “hmm- I like it” and with that you rest your head against his shoulder and fall back to sleep, cradled like a baby in his big arms. You wouldn’t want to be anywhere else right now.

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Masterlist

Din Djarin x reader

1. Standing in the rain

2. Good morning sleepy

3. Safe in your arms

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Standing in the rain

I wrote this with absolutely no intention of posting it but here we are...

Word Count: 1.4k

It was raining. It was raining so hard that you couldn’t see more than five feet in front of your eyes into the darkness. The world becoming nothing but a blur surrounded by water droplets sparkling against the moonlight, reflecting the stars in the sky as it meets the ground. It was so loud- a beautiful combination of muffled white noise and the sound of rain hitting the soft ground beneath you. You smile as you felt your hair collect the water, making it darker and glisten under the starlight. Water droplets were caught by your eyelashes, slowly building up making your eyes heavy and droop closed gently. You had never felt so content and peaceful. You stood there for a while, soaking wet and filling your lungs with the damp earthy air.

He watched her through the tinted visor. He felt knots tie deep in his stomach, a mixture of love and jealousy. He could never experience that same feeling of the rainwater hitting his own skin. He didn’t know what it was like to stand out in the fresh air and feel the water collect in his dark curls. Although by watching her surrounded by the luscious green landscape only being lit by the moon and stars, seeing her happiness as she looks up into the sky at the stars that were barely visible against the steady fall of rain. It’s like he could feel it too. He could stare at her all day. He wishes he could look her in the eyes and tell her that he loves her. He’d be lying if he hadn’t thought about it a few times in the past couple of months. She turned around to look at him, fluttering her eyes open.

Even though you could barely see the grassy field around you, you could always see him. Standing tall, reflecting the moon in his helmet. Water droplets chasing one another down his cold steel body. His hands were behind his back and his helmet was tilted upwards, staring at the same navy sky painted with thousands of twinkling stars. A large glowing moon dotted with large craters towered over you both. Behind him you could see grassy mountains covered with long flowing grass and delicate pastel flowers collecting the moisture on their petals. The suns were setting behind them, barely visible but leaving behind a gorgeous array of pinks and purples as they slowly faded into the dark navy that was surrounding you both. You smiled to see him there, standing just a few feet away from you anyone one else would be terrified- scared for their life even. But not you. You felt butterflies pick up in your stomach whenever he was around. He wouldn’t have to be doing much in order to make your heart knock hard against your rib cage. Even though you had never seen what he looks like under all the armour, you felt as if you could walk right up to him in a crowd of thousands of unfamiliar faces, not wearing any of the usual attire weighing his shoulders down, and you would instantly know it was him.

He felt her looking at him. His helmet stayed pointed up at the sky, but his eyes were fixed onto hers. He didn’t know how but whenever she looked at him, she would stare directly into his eyes- as if they weren’t covered at all.

You slowly started making your way over to him. Your hands brushing gently against the tall grass and flowers and you walked. Your white dress was dripping with rainwater and clinging to your legs slightly with each step.

She never took her eyes off of him and as she grew closer, he turned to watch her. Studying her warm glistening skin, wet from the rain. Her long eyelashes with water droplets collecting at the tips, feathering her innocent blue eyes. She stopped in front of him and reached out to take his hands just wanting to show him some affection. He held her tightly, her hands small and delicate in his large, strong leather palms.

A small smile creeped onto your face and your cheeks blushed under the moisture and you turned to look back at the eternal sparkling sky above you, still holding tightly onto his hands. His arms rest gently onto your shoulders, you felt the transfer of some of the weight of his tired arms and the armour slightly push your shoulders down. This is where you belong. You could stay here forever. Standing in comfortable silence as the rain begins to slow down, fitting perfectly in his arms and feeling the cold beskar against your warm skin. You closed your eyes and started to imagine what he looked like under his strong reflective exterior. What colour where his eyes? Were they a deep blue or a warm soft brown? What was his hair like? Was it dark and messy after being hidden away under a heavy helmet all the time? Did it curl up at the ends? Did he have any facial hair lining a perfectly chiselled jawline or did he shave it off, leaving his skin smooth and soft? What did his voice sound like when it wasn’t being dragged through a modulator? Muffling the expressions out, leaving it deep and baritone. You just had to leave it all to your imagination. After all, this is all you’ve known for the past couple of months, you’re used to it. Even though you didn’t have the details he hid away from the universe- keeping even his name secret. You still wanted to be the one to remind him about the beauty of life. You wanted him to sleep every night, embraced in your arms while you trail your fingers up and down his back, forcing him to relax after going days without any rest on dark dangerous planets. You wanted him to enjoy every meal with you and try new exotic foods that burst with flavour rather than him quickly inhaling the bare minimum whenever he feels its absolutely necessary. You want to show him the grace and purity in the universe rather than the violence and crime- which you know is all he has ever known because after all, he is a Mandalorian and as far as your concerned he enjoys his life this way. But you still feel it pull tight in your chest when you think about how different it is for him. He doesn’t see the beauty like you do. For all you know he can’t even see the enigmatic sky above you. Too distracted about thinking where he’s going to have to take you soon and what criminal he will have to shove in carbonite next. You hate it when he leaves, and every time you wish you could just tell him to stay. He is only ever gone for a few hours or a couple of days at most. Leaving you to entertain his little green gremlin alone. But right now, it’s as if the whole universe has just stopped. Letting you both enjoy a moment of peace together. Staring up at the glittering nights sky as the last raindrops trickle down to find the tip of your nose.

Mando’s grip loosens on your hands- you almost forgot he was still holding them- and they trail up the length of your arms until they meet your shoulders. His thumbs pressing firmly on your shoulder blades as if he doesn’t quite know his own strength.

“Come on” comes through the modulator, deep and baritone as always but still sounding soft. “Let’s go.” His hands drop from your shoulders and he moves away from you- the sudden lack of support forcing your eyes to open after feeling as if you could have fallen asleep right there. You turn to smile at him in response and trail a couple of steps behind him as usual- but the way he is standing surprises you. His arm is extended out in front of him and a gloved leather hand is waiting to take yours. You look up at him and take it, your fingers lacing with his. You hope the love and giddiness you’re feeling in your chest right now isn’t showing on your face- this is where wearing a helmet would be an advantage. His hands are warm, reminding you of the soft bodied human that is hiding under the armour- your mind once again wondering, picturing what he might look like.