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Koi No Yokan || Darth Vader x GN! Reader (Chapter Four)

summary: you are invited back home with him.

SFW

word count: 3693

warnings: cursing, emotional distress, fear tactics, allusions to unhealthy parent-child relationships, mentions of canon-typical violence, palpatine being palpatine, slight fluff

chapters tune // youtube version

a/n: hello all welcome back to chapter four!! this is actually my 1000th post so YAYYY FOR THAT!! as always, taglist is open for anyone and everyone!! enjoy!!! also i hope everyone enjoyed watching stranger things today!

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Although it had been a few days since he returned to the Executor, you still had yet to see your fiancé for more than a brief second. And you absolutely hated it.

You knew he was a busy man. You had accepted this weeks ago. But that was also when you got to see him more often. It was a rare period for Lord Vader in that he didn't have any off-world assignments given to him by his master. Whether this was because of your arrival to the Empirical craft, or rather just because there was no assignments to be had, you didn't know. And more so, you didn't care. You appreciated having so much time to spend with the sith lord. You made an effort to do so as much as possible.

But that period seemed to have come to a grinding halt. He was far more occupied than he had been before. To the point where he couldn't even spare a fleeting moment for you.

It made you sad.

You missed him before while he was away on his last assignment, but now? It seemed as if that feeling were amplified by a factor of ten. Perhaps it was because this time, you knew he was just so out of your grasp. He was present, but not in reach. Commander Spade was good company when he was around to guard you, but you missed him. You missed your fiancé.

And there was absolutely nothing that you could do about it.

That was probably the thing that made you feel the worst. You weren't able to control his schedule, as much as you wanted to. Perhaps you were a bit selfish for that. You knew that he had a lot of people to manage; people as well as things. If it were up to you, you would be spending nearly the entire day with him. In conjunction, that would also mean that he would need to neglect his duties to do so. Maybe that was selfish of you to think. You found it hard to feel bad about it, though. You missed your fiancé that much.

And that was probably the most normal thing about you and his relationship.

In the time that he was gone, you had taken more walks around the Executor than you could count. Although the spacecraft was very vast and expansive, it got boring rather quickly. There was only so many times that you could walk down the same drab, grey walls without it becoming old. And became old it did. So although you were excruciatingly bored, you consigned yourself to your room, wrapped up in your blankets with your holopad in front of you. The device was projecting a news briefing in front your tired, lazy eyes, your cheek pressed into your palm as you absent-mindedly watched the reporters drone on about some political bullshit. It made you sigh through your nose as you rubbed your eyes with your thumb, pointer, and middle finger.

God fucking damn was the Empire boring. And he had to deal with this every day? Granted, he did have a job, but what about when he wasn't working that job? What did he do when he was all alone at night, alone in his quarters? He was a trooper for enduring this for so long, if he was just as painfully sick of it all as you were. And hell, you hadn't even been there that terribly long of a time; only about three months.

How the hell did he do it?

Before you had time to process that question to fruition, you heard a faint, soft beeping upon the nightstand in your quarters. You turned off your holopad once you heard the noise, trying your best to deduce what it was. Unable to figure it out based off sound alone, you turned your head to the source, looking over your shoulder as you pushed your torso off of the bed. Your lips gently parted as you found the source of the beeps; coming from a device that you had long since forgotten about during your long stay on the Executor.

Your holoprojector. Given to you by your parents before you left.

Pushing the bundle of blankets off of your person, you swung your legs over to the opposite end of the bed, letting them dangle off of the edge as you sat up straight. You stared for a moment as the device as it continued to beep and buzz for your attention. A small frown forming on your face, you refused to give in to it just yet. You weren't sure if you wanted to answer or not. You knew who was on the other end.

While it did turn out that you did like your fiancé, you still found it hard to forgive them for what they had done. What if it didn't turn out in your favor? What if when you went to make your deal with Vader, he just grabbed your hand and plunged his saber right into your chest like it was nothing? He was fully capable of doing that, and if they claimed anything different, they were wrong. They knew the danger of it all, yet chose to give you away anyway.

It was only luck that you were alive to see their call now.

But, at the same time, you couldn't help but feel bad. What if they were truly worried about you? Even if it was too little too late (since you could have very well been dead long ago), at least they did still want to check in on you, right? At least they were trying, right?

You let out a long sigh through your nose as you reached for the device, holding it in your palm as you tried to comb through you scruffy hair with the other hand.

You hoped that you wouldn't regret this.

Pressing the button on the side of the holoprojector to accept the transmission, you tried to put on your best smile as you saw the glowing, blue images of your mother and father. Unsurprisingly, they didn't look as if they had changed much. You did notice how their outfits weren't as extravagant as they had previously been, but you predicted as such before. You knew that they would try and fit in with the Empire as best as they could, while also trying to maintain their own sense of flair. They seemed happy to see you, but even more happy that you had even picked up in the first place. Whether this was because they were worried that you were dead, or because they didn't think you would answer? You didn't know. And you didn't care. They got what they wanted, now it was time to just try and make this quick.

"(Y/N)!" your father exclaimed, a slight laugh in his voice, "It's about time we get a hold of you!"

"How have you been, dear?" your mother asked, chiming in, "Is the Empire treating you well?"

"Ohh," you begun to say, placing your holoprojector on your nightstand so you didn't have to hold it as long, "Yeah, they're treating me fine. It's really boring here, but I haven't died. So, that's a plus."

Your father tried to give you a laugh, even though he knew you were being serious.

"And what of your fiancé?" your mother continued, "How is he? And how are you finding him?"

You took a brief pause to collect your thoughts. You remembered back to all the times that he had come to visit you, as well as the times you went to visit him. Even as stoic and unexpressive he was, he never failed to make you laugh at least once, even if he wasn't trying to. You felt open around him. You noticed the way you smiled at him, and how much you loved the feeling of those gloves on your skin. You weren't stupid.

"It took a little convincing," you said, "but I think I got through to him. I like his company, and he seems to like mine, so... I actually really like him. He's... interesting."

Your father let out a loud, hearty laugh, making you reach over to the holoprojector to turn down the volume, "See? I told you it would work out, (Y/N)!"

You rolled your eyes with a small smile, "Yeah, yeah, well, it still wasn't a good idea to begin with. It could've gone a lot differently. Vader's nice to me, but not many other people, and it helps that I'm his fiancé."

"And how are you feeling now going forward? With the wedding?" your mother asked, making you let out a long breath through your nose.

"A lot better, that's for sure." You said, "Do we even have a date for it yet? He hasn't said anything about it, or the Emperor."

"That's actually why we've contacted you, dear." Your mother explained, "We wanted to invite both you and Lord Vader here back home to discuss the terms of your union. Just things like venue, guests, the date; things like that. And the more political things of course."

You pulled your gaze away from the projections of your parents for a breif moment, crossing your arms over your chest as you shifted in your seat, "I mean... It would be nice to go home, but he's really busy right now, and-"

"It will only be for a short while," your mother interjected, lifting a hand, "A few days at maximum. We've been in contact with His Excellency as well, and he is in agreement that it would be a wise course of action to proceed with the wedding."

You let out another long, drawn-out breath through your nose as you hugged your arms tighter to your chest as your gaze fell away to the side. As much as you did want some time away from the Empire, you also didn't want to bother him. You missed him greatly, you really did, but you didn't want him to be burdened by any of this. You knew he must be stressed already with all the things that had been pushed on his plate recently, if it was enough from hindering him from spending time with you. And you didn't want to be the one that gave him too much.

But yet, maybe this would be good for him. Perhaps a break away from all of the hustle-and bustle of the Empire would be good for him. Hell, even you knew your home planet was beautiful. It was a known tourist and vacation-leisure destination for many wealthy individuals. Maybe going back home for a few days would be like a vacation for him. The thought of that made you wonder the last time he ever had a vacation. Rather, if there even was a last time.

You felt torn. You could see your fiancé reacting in either scenario, and it make you unsettled. No matter how hard you tried to piece together his most-likely reaction to this all, you couldn't. It made you a little frustrated. Perhaps more than a little. Mostly because your parents were never the type to take no for an answer when it came to grandiosity such as this. You knew they wanted at least a passible answer, then and now.

Even still, you weren't going to just answer for him. Although it would likely mean that you would disappoint your parents, you weren't going to put any words in his mouth. This union as your parents put it was between both you and him, not just you trying to appease your parents. And you had promised him that you would honor that.

You shook on it. And you never broke a promise like that.

Reaching down once again to the holoprojector on your tableside, you flashed your parents the best smile you could muster before switching the device off and ending the transmission.

"I'll ask him, okay?" you said, "Keep the channel open. I'll tell you guys what he says."

~~~

As more and more days passed by where he wasn't able to see you, Lord Vader could feel himself growing more frustrated and impatient. More so than usual, that was. Moreso, the sith was disappointed in himself. Before he had departed for his last assignment, he made a promise to you that he would return as soon as possible. While he did return so to speak, he didn't return where neither he nor you wanted him to be.

By your side.

Instead, it was seemingly the moment that Lord Vader returned to the Executor, he was bombarded by task after task. Some of which even he found ridiculous that he had to deal with. He never knew he would be needed in so many trivial matters before, yet here he was. Tending to every problem like he was some sort of housemaid. It made him pissed.

And pissed he was.

Everyone in that meeting room could sense just how displeased the dark lord was, even without the aid of sensing it through the force. Lord Vader's entire person dripped with agitation as he sat at the head of the long, dark-grey, marble table, his strong arms crossed over his broad chest. The officers that sat in the other chairs were nearly sweating in their uniforms, trying to act as natural as possible as they listened to the leading officer drone on about god knows what. Lord Vader could tell that their attention was elsewhere, but made no effort to scold them or threaten them back into compliance. In fact, he found it hard to blame them. Since his mind was on other matters as well.

Vader missed you. He really, really missed you. And even though he knew you were just around the corner at the other end of the Executor waiting for him, he still missed you. Letting his thoughts stray, the sith found himself remembering what Commander Spade had said to him a few days prior in that Empirical base. The trooper had told him to cherish you. Because you were worth the extra mile that you so graciously gave to the dark lord. Even when you didn't have to. Although Spade wasn't in a position to give Lord Vader order's, the trooper was right. You didn't see that very often in the Galaxy now-adays. Hell, the last time Vader had seen it himself was years ago, in his old life. In her.

The two of you had been very similar in that regard. And perhaps that's the reason why when he looked at you, and saw that gorgeous smile of yours...

He felt the same way as he did back then around her.

Before the dark lord had any more time to ponder you and the past, he could sense a presence drawing closer behind him. Turning his mask slightly to the side, Lord Vader was greeted with the familiar sight of Commander Spade, the trooper's blaster held tightly to his chest. Spade had not been permitted to enter the room unless absolutely necessary, so the sith's interest was piqued. This interest was carried out as Spade leaned down close to the dark lord, trying his best to keep his voice low through the speaker in his white helmet as he spoke to Lord Vader.

"My lord," Spade muttered out, trying still to remain quiet, "I'm sorry about the intrusion, but your fiancé is outside. Looking for you."

Lord Vader felt his shoulders stiffen beneath his armor. You were outside? Had you missed him that much to go and seek him out like this? If that were the case, he felt a little bad.

"This briefing seems it shall be concluding soon." The dark lord said in response, trying his best to remain as quiet as he could through his voice modulator, "Tell (Y/N) to wait. I will be done shortly."

"It sounds like it's kinda important, my lord." Spade muttered his response, "(Y/N) is a bit... worked up."

The dark lord could feel how his shoulders stiffened underneath his armor. You were worked up? Vader didn't want you to be upset. But what could you have been upset about? Just that he hasn't been around you in a while? It didn't matter to him. You were in need, and he was the one that had what you were looking for. And who was he to deny you peace of mind?

The sith gave the Commander a nod to see him off. Once spade had went to fetch you from outside, Lord Vader rose from his seated position, placing his hands upon his belt. The room went deathly quiet as everyone's gaze shifted over to the sith, fear most prevalent in their curious eyes. The officer who was speaking slowly mumbled quieter and quieter as he looked at Lord Vader, leaving the room in utter silence, aide from the echo of the sith's respirator.

"We are done here." the dark lord spoke, the baritone in his voice sharp and firm, "Leave. All of you."

The other men in the room made no attempt to move. Instead, they all settled with giving each other nervous glances at one another, each one more scared to move than the last. Eventually, the officer who was speaking decided to chime in, his voice quivering as he did so.

"Um, sir, b-but I..." he mumbled out, "I wasn't finished..."

Without another word, the dark lord simply tilted his head to the side at the young officer's words. As he did so, he repositioned his hands on his belt, making sure that the fabric of his cape moved to the side to flash the metal of the saber that hung near his hip. Without Lord Vader needing to say a word, the officer as well as the others in the room quickly got the hint. All of them shuffling awkwardly at once, they collected their things and left the room one by one, not daring to say another word as they left.

Pitiful.

It took a moment for everyone to leave the room, and Lord Vader found himself pleased when the last man exited the room, leaving the sith to himself. The sound of his respirator was much louder than it was before, ricocheting off the walls much easier without the bodies of other men in the way. The dark lord stood there in front of the door as he waited for you to come in, finding himself feeling rather concerned about it all. Vader didn't want to see you upset. He didn't intend to make you upset, yet he felt guilty that he potentially had. Yes, even though it wasn't his fault that he got so swamped with so many tasks, he couldn't help but feel a twinge of regret to making you go to such lengths to see him. He knew that you didn't like to cause such a scene. And for you to cause one because of whatever this was?

He knew it had to be important. He only hoped that he was capable of helping you through it.

After a brief moment of solitude for the sith lord had elapsed, the doors to the meeting room swished open, disappearing into the walls of its frame. In the middle of the two doors was you, a look of worry and concern on your face. The dark lord could feel a twinge of regret bubble deep inside of him as his mask pointed down to you. His breath hitched in his respirator as he saw that look in your eyes. He wasn't used to seeing you in such a way. Normally, when you were around him, you were happy. You always had a smile.

Was this his doing? It was, wasn't it?

He had to fix this. No matter what.

"(Y/N)," he rumbled to you, "I apologize that you had to resort to such measures to have my company. I did not intend-"

Before the dark lord could finish, he was cut off rather abruptly. Without warning, you had done a light jog over to him, the doors behind you closing without your presence nearby. Your arms had extended outwards, and you crashed yourself into the sith's large, taunt chest. The sudden impact made him take a small step backward as you leaned your weight into him, your arms wrapping around his torso and back. Your head was rested right overtop of the panel of buttons on his stomach, and your hands were balling at the fabric of his cape behind him. Your arms squeezed tightly around him as his hands hovered above your smaller frame, unsure where to rest themselves as he was trapped in your embrace.

"I missed you." You muttered out to him, your head nuzzled against the bottom of his shoulder armor, "I missed you so much."

The dark lord found himself frozen as he looked down at the top of your head. It had been a long, long time since anyone had touched him in such a matter. Since anyone had hugged him. He should've hated it. If he were to stick to the script that he had been forcibly given, he should have pushed you off and killed you right then and there for daring to do such a thing. At the very least, he should act like he was disgusted by your actions.

But yet, he found that he couldn't. He didn't want to do anything of the sort.

It was a pleasant surprise, but Lord Vader found himself... enjoying your embrace. Your smaller body was warm, enough to where he could feel it through all the layers he wore. Despite being so much physically weaker to him, your arms around him clutched onto his person like grim death. He wasn't sure that even the usage of the force could have pried you off of him. And the way you had spoken to him. He heard that tone in your voice, how exasperated you were to see him; how relieved you were. These facts all culminated together to tell the dark lord two very important things:

That you in fact had missed him, and that you cared.

It had been a long time since Lord Vader had been embraced in such a way. And even longer since someone cared for him like that.

It was an old feeling he rather enjoyed.

Slowly, and without much in the realm of confidence, the sith's arms lowered themselves onto you. One was draped across your back, while the other found it's home snaked around your waist. Vader even went as far as to squeeze onto you back, pulling you somewhat closer to his chest. After a brief moment of contemplation, the sith even decided to rest his armored head over top your own, careful not to put the full weight of it on you to spare you of being crushed.

He found it relaxing to hold you in such a way. Vader felt as if while he was holding you there, in the emptiness of that room, that nothing could ever bother him again. Having his fiancé close to him felt right. Natural, even. And because of that, Lord Vader was...

Happy.

"I missed you as well, (Y/N)." he responded to you, a touch later than what he would have hoped for. After a moment longer of holding you close to him, the dark lord was reminded of why you had come here in the first place. Slowly, he pulled away from you, and you did the same, looking up at the lenses of his mask. You had a small smile on your face now, but Vader could still see how troubled you were in your eyes. The sith lifted up his hands and placed them on your shoulders, the size of his palms nearly swallowing each joint. Your hands came to settle upon his chest, your fingers gently tapping at the edge of the metal on his panel of buttons.

"I'm sorry I had to come here like this." you said, "I just didn't know when I'd see you next, and I'm sorry if I cut off anything important, and-"

"There is no need for all this worrying, (Y/N)." Vader explained to you, cutting you off before you could babble on some more, "This meeting was nothing of grave importance. It was nothing I could not adjourn for your sake."

Vader could feel how you relaxed against his touch at his words, your little smile widening as the worry escaped your gaze.

"Now," he continued, removing his hands to place them on his belt, "Do you wish to tell me what is troubling you?"

You let out a sigh as you crossed your arms over your chest, "It's just... My mom and dad. They contacted me today."

"Is that so?"

"Yeah, well, just hold on, there's more than that. But before I say anything, please know that I'm not trying to give you more trouble, I just wanted to come here and-"

"(Y/N)."

"Right... Right, I'm sorry. It's just..." you trailed off, "My mom and dad. They contacted me asking if we wanted to go visit them on my home planet. They wanna discuss the proceedings with our, erm... our wedding. That and other boring politics stuff. And I just wanted to ask you before I made a decision. I know you got a lot on your plate right now. I can tell them no if you want me to, it's no big deal."

Vader stared down at you for a good, long few seconds. You never really talked about your family life. Nor tried to pry too much into his eventual union with you. So that's why this was so important to you. It was two very touchy subjects for you, and you wanted comfort in his words. Which, in all honesty surprised the dark lord. He knew you were more than capable of handling all this on your own. If you didn't want to, you wouldn't have come to him for this.

But you did. For both his sake, and yours. Like a good fiancé would.

Clever, clever little you.

Vader also figured it was about time to discuss proceedings with the wedding. It had been a few months now, and he assumed his master and your parents thought that was adequate time for the two of you to get to know one another. It was time to move along. And the dark lord found himself not dreading that notion anywhere near than how he used to. In fact, he found that idea quite pleasant.

He... liked you. And he wouldn't mind having you by his side for the rest of his life.

"That sounds like a wise course of action." He eventually responded to you, watching as how your lips parted in pleasant surprise.

"Really?" you asked, "You don't have to if you don't want to, I can tell them to wait. I understand if you're too busy, or like, not ready."

"No." He responded, "There need not be anything of the sort. I will take time away to deal with these more important matters."

The sith saw how you smiled at his words. He felt proud of himself that he was able to do such a thing.

~~~

After going back to tell your parents the news, things were set into motion rather quickly. Before you really even got a chance to mentally prepare yourself, a shuttle-ship from your home planet was sent to the Empire to retrieve you and your fiancé. You spent the afternoon trying to freshen yourself up for the voyage, as well as pack your things for the time away. Your parents said that the trip would be a week at maximum, so you prepared your bags accordingly. To have an extra set of hands to aid you on the journey, your fiancé assigned Commander Spade to help you with your things. He was able to lift the bags with ease, a testament to his strength.

Soon after all of your bags were in the cargo-bay of the ship, Vader had arrived on the scene. A flurry of troopers and officers followed in his wake, and you found it rather comical how they all tried to buy his attention before they wouldn't be able to reach him. A few officers had even come by to ask you a few questions as well, and you could tell they were surprised that you weren't as stuck-up as him. You wondered when was the last time they had someone talk to them as an equal, and not just a co-worker or higher-rank.

Once all the necessary precautions were out of the way, you were allowed to board the shuttle with your fiancé, flashing him a small smile when he entered alongside you. The doors shut behind the two of you once you were inside, and the both of you found a seat on the lush, silky seats from inside the craft. It was a stark difference from any Empirical craft, and you could tell that your fiancé was pleased by this as he looked around in his seat next to you.

Soon enough, the windows outside showed you that the shuttle had exited the Executor, and had quickly jumped into hyperspace. The sudden jump made your stomach turn slightly and had your head feeling slightly lighter than normal as your raised your hand to it, clutching a palm to the crown of your skull. The sith lord next to you took note of your actions, his mask pointing down to you whist his arms were folded across his broad chest.

"Are you alright?" He asked you, armored head tilting slightly to the side.

You gave him a soft smile as you looked up into the lenses of his mask, "Yeah, I'm fine. Just not used to this much space-travel."

Vader let out a rumble from behind his respirator at your words, turning his attention back to the streaks of blue hyperspace outside the windows, "I see."

You said nothing in response as you gave your head a few more rubs, afterwards dropping your hands into your lap. In the silence between the two of you, you found yourself fidgeting with your fingers absent-mindedly. This was the first time you had been alone with him in such a way; without the lingering threat of someone else interrupting the two of you suddenly. You weren't sure why, but you felt how those butterflies danced inside of your stomach. Was it because you were alone with a man? A man who so happened that you were destined to be wed to? Someone who, admittedly, you rather... liked?

You weren't sure. Hell, you weren't sure if he was even feeling the same way as you. Looking for answers, you looked up at the side of his mask again. But, of course, you didn't find any. You felt a bit silly trying to find expression in something that never changed, but you couldn't help it. You were nervous.

A good type of nervous, however.

Vader had never really been terribly open about his feelings with you before. While he did try to say what was on his mind around you, you could tell that he had been holding back. You could tell that it wasn't necessarily because he didn't trust you now-adays (although that might have been the case early on in the relationship), it was mostly because he didn't know when to say them. Perhaps he was afraid of that lingering threat of someone overhearing him. Or perhaps it was because he was afraid to be so vulnerable. Sure, it's out of character for someone like him to be so forward about emotions. But, you just knew. You knew there was more to it.

Perhaps this was your time to try and get to the bottom of it. If he was willing, of course.

Before you spoke again, you returned your gaze down to your fidgeting hands, wondering if he could sense how nervous you were next to him in the deep, vapid expanse of hyperspace.

"You didn't have to do this, yknow." You said, "I would've understood if you weren't ready. If you, like, needed more time or something."

Out of the corner of your eye, you could see how his mask pointed down at your smaller frame again, making you look back up at him as your fingers continued to fidget absent-mindedly.

"It has been a good while since we first met, (Y/N)." he responded, more matter-of-factly than what you would've liked.

"I know, but..." you said, "That's not really what I mean. I mean, I just want you to be sure about all of this. About getting married, about getting married to me. There's always a way out, yknow. And if you had said the word, I would've helped you find it. I don't want you to do this just because you're obligated, Vader. I care about you. And I want you to be happy. And if the only way to do that is without me, then so be it."

Staring into those dark, black lenses of his mask, he didn't need facial expressions for you to tell how taken aback he was. You could see it in the way he sat up even straighter, the expanse of his shoulders widening as he took in a breath. Had you said too much to him? You hoped that wasn't the case. You were just telling him the truth. Had you said something he didn't want to hear?

"You are..." he rumbled out, his voice a touch softer than usual, "You are far too kind, (Y/N)."

You breathed out a smile to him, lifting up your hand to do a little wave motion, "Please, I'm just telling you the truth. I don't want you to suffer, Vee. That's not what we agreed to."

His head tilted slowly to the side, "...Vee?"

"Yeah!" you giggled, "It's your nickname! That's what engaged people do, right? Give each other nicknames? Well, that's the one I picked for you! Do you not like it?"

Without another word in response, Vader stared ahead at you, the sound of his respirator echoing off the walls of the tiny shuttle. Watching as how your lips parted in surprise, the dark lord slowly but surely reached his hand down. He let his mechanical digits methodically find their home intertwined with yours upon your lap, your smaller hand melding together with his. You had been watching his actions in slight awe, but once his hand was wrapped inside yours, you looked back up at him, your brow raised in surprise at his actions.

Was this his way of reaching out to you? Of being vulnerable to you? It seemed as if he was waiting for this for so, so long. Perhaps even longer than you had known him.

You felt a sadness pang its way through your mind.

How long had it been since anyone had seen this side of him?

And how much longer had it been since he allowed this side to show?

"(Y/N)," he said to you, squeezing your hand close to his, "You... You remind me of a great many people that I had once known."

You raised your brow again, gently rubbing soft, reassuring circles in the back of his gloved hand, "Oh?"

"I had a wife once..." he explained, "Long ago. You have her same spirit. And my brother...You have his bravery. You have my sister's determination. And my mother's selflessness."

Feeling your lips part again at his words, the baritone in his voice making your heart beat all the more faster. In your peripheral, you saw him lift up his other large, gloved hand. Slowly, the apendage made its way down to you, and his fingers gently brushed the few strands of your hair that were astray upon your head, moving them to the side so that he had a better look at your face.

"They have all long since died, or have left me in some regard or another. But it is for these same reasons," Vader continued, "That I am sure about these proceedings."

It would have been impossible for you to hide the way you smiled up at the sith lord, so you allowed yourself to show no restraint whatsoever. Your smile was warm, homey, even. Your cheeks were heated beneath the dark lord's touch, finding yourself leaning into it with a tilt of your head. Fingers daft, you squeezed his hand closer to yours, paying no mind to the metal underneath that you felt.

This is what you have waited for. That you had been so patient for.

He was finally allowing himself to open up to you. And maker above, how breathtaking he was.

You could get quite used to seeing him like this, you reckoned.

"And it's for that very reason," you responded, keeping your voice hushed so that only he would be able to hear, "That I promise you that I will never ever leave your side, Vee. For as long as we're in this together."

You could feel how the sith tensed beneath your words.

You wondered how long he had waited for that very thing.

That someone promised to not leave him.

And for him to believe them when they said so.

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