me and my favourite mutuals after a long day of posting absolute nonsense on tumblr dot com
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Din: actively having angst about his kid that he didn’t mean to bond with finding his community, like din found his, accepting that he’s no longer a part of grogu’s life, but understanding that it’s better for grogu to be here than with a family that isn’t right for him
Luke: omg he’s so pretty
June 17th prompt: teacher Luke and single dad din ( @dinlukeweek )
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"rin, i want a hug."
"no."
rin says it almost too quickly. the first second after that makes your teasing smile falter a little, but you quickly recover when you replay that two letter word in your head again to hear his tone— that familiar sarcasm. the next few seconds are pretty fast. you don't have time to think again as he slowly turns his chair around to look at you after he's tossed away whatever it was on his desk that he was fidgeting with.
you stare back stubbornly, your eyes like fake daggers while you wait for him to say something more.
he leans forward in his chair, staring up at you as you stand right in front of him. his pretty lips curve into a soft "no." as he speaks again. his arms reach out for your waist, trailing down to your hips as he pulls you closer.
"no?" you ask softly, taking two steps forward until you're within reach and he slowly lets his head fall against your stomach.
"no." he replies blankly.
he says no as his hands go from holding your hips to completely wrapping around you, until his face is pressed into your tummy and he's closing his eyes.
"you're so weird," you finally chuckle.
"mhm." he shrugs, that tone again, hugging you tighter to himself, his cheek pressed against you. "you won't get it."
you roll your eyes. "yeah, whatever. i don't want to get it. you keep staying weird like this, i won't judge."
he doesn't respond after that, just breathing in deeply before he slowly pulls you down to straddle him so he can hug you better, feel your hair tickling his face as his face fits into the crook of your neck and you begin to relax against his body as well.
you kiss his dark hair softly, tightening your hold on him as you shift and get more comfortable in his chair. your voice is overly excited and looking forward to saying what you're thinking. "you're like the guy from riverdale. you know that quote? it goes like, 'in case you haven't noticed, i'm weird. i'm a weirdo. i don't fit i—"
"if i let you go, which is really tempting right now— you will fall backwards onto the floor and i will not be picking you up."
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