Star Wars Preferences & Imagines

How You Met (The Mandalorian)

Din

It had been a tough week.

Two bounties had slipped through your fingers. One had already escaped by time you got there and the other well...someone else got him.

You thought of the other bounty hunter flicking you off just before their ship's ramp ascended.

Your fist clenched just thinking about it. You were going to break a tooth with how hard your teeth were clenched.

You were broke, scared of your reputation being ruined and just plain tired.

You shuffled your way into the bar on Nevarro and sat with a thud. No one really looked your way.

Home again. Well kinda.

Something still felt off.

You gazed around the room, all the usual criminals were there. Finally, they landed on a large man covered with shiny beskar armor. It was really rather beautiful.

He didn't look like most of the other hunters you knew.

As you were studying his armor, you eyes had met his faceplate. He had been looking at you the entire time.

You shifted a bit, uncomfortable by the continuous attention. Hell, who knows if he was even looking at you. Stop being so paranoid.

You grumbled and went to sip on the warm drink that had been brought to you.

You had enough for this drink and maybe a half a portion. And that was it.

You grit your teeth and sighed heavily.

You hoped your luck would pick up soon.

A flurry of movement across the room caught your eye, you saw the metal man stride out of the bar and into the street.

Your curiosity got the best of you. It was going to get you killed.

You placed your credits on the bar after swallowing the whole of your drink, then flew out right after him.

You looked either way down the dirt road that passed in front of the bar.

He seemed to have disappeared. You raised an eyebrow. Impossible.

You walked more into the ramshackle town and nearer one of the buildings a high tier client would reside in, you noticed blaster burns and scattered droid parts.

Well, that wasn't the norm. At least not here.

The question was: to investigate and maybe get killed or stay out here and wonder for the rest of your life...

To hell with it.

Just as you were coming forward the metal man shot forward, carrying something in his arms.

In a split second decision, you chased right after him. Self preservation was not your strong suit.

You followed him all the way back to his ship, which had seen better days. Luckily you could help with that. If he didn't shoot you.

As soon as the ramp deployed, you ran up behind him, pushed him in and closed the ramp as quickly as possible. You had noticed a large group of droids and some mercs coming this way.

The man whipped around, holding a blaster to your head. You wished you could see his face. It would figure you'd be killed by someone who's face you couldn't see.

Stupid.

"Okay, so not the most eloquent or...polite way of introducing myself but it's y/n." You held your hand out for a few moments, he didn't move. This activated ramble mode.

"For some reason I think you're interesting. Your armor is beautiful and not like anything I've ever really seen before. That and I saw you staring at me at the bar. Which you know, was kinda weird. I wanted to know what you're up to. Seems I came at a good time." You began to hear blasters pinging off the passive shields of the ship.

You heard a modified groan come from the helmet and the man moved past you to the cockpit.

"I don't have time to deal with you."

You snorted. "Well I'm not going outside, so you're stuck with me."

He looked at you quickly. "Sit, before I have to shoot you."

You nodded and slowly sat in the passengers seat while he began pressing buttons and switches. You noticed something moving in his lap.

You may have looked a bit weirded out until a little green head poked out. It made grabby hands towards you.

You don't resist cute little grabby hands.

You pulled the small being from metal man's lap and placed the child in yours. The little thing began to coo at you, holding onto one of your fingers.

The man looked you over again while starting the ship and prepping for hyperdrive.

"He seems to like you."

"Everyone likes me. Well, maybe."

You grinned up at him.

You had a small feeling that he was grinning too.