J.C. An unlikely love story (Thrawnxf!reader)

The Ball part 2

"We'll talk about the party later. Where are you now?"

"We're at the Medcenter close to the Opera, waiting for the results."

"Alright. My corvette is here, I need to go. I hope it's nothing. I'll talk to you soon."

"Talk to you soon, Karyn. Say hi to your parents for me."

You cut the comlink conversation and get back to Eli, nervously thumping his feet. You sit next to him and take off your heels with a sigh of relief. He keeps his sights straight ahead with a grave face. He hadn't said a word to you since you arrived.

"Do you think it will take long?" You ask.

"I have no idea." He didn't bother turning his face towards you.

You have your back on the wall, watching the others hurrying all around you; nurses guiding people followed by meddroïds, coughing patients, some children running along the hallway and others waiting like you. You're the only ones in fancy outfits. Others are in civvies or work suits. You look like blotches of color lost in all this white.

Away you can hear a baby crying, prompting the children in the corridors to apprehensively raise their heads towards that direction, some come running back to their parents while others stare silently. Different people pass you disoriented or pressed by time but none of the medic team have any new information.

You slouch on your seat with a sigh and fix the buzzing light of the aisle. You hope it's nothing serious but the memory of the chiss passing out doesn't help to relieve you. At this tought you have to ungrasp your arm with your nails planted in your flesh you didn't realize you had. You fix your trembling hands, remembering the panic that overflowed you as you saw Thrawn lose consciousness before you. You recall Colonel Yularen guiding you and Eli away while the Opera's aids were taking care of the chiss and the both of you sneaking away under the rain to the med center. You don't remember if you cried. All you knew was your eyes stung. You shake it off and rub your temple to get back to the present time.

Several quiet minutes pass and the incessant beeping of the machine paired with the thumping of Eli's feet start to get on your nerves. You decide to check out the pictures you took during the evening to take your mind off things.

You take your imager out of your purse and start scanning faces in search of yours and Eli's future colleagues. You swipe multiple times until you find the disastrous group photo with the exploding champagne bottle and chuckle at the openmouthed expressions. You look up at the faces and recognize someone from the racing team.

"Hey, wouldn't Jakeeb and Barlin be with you on the Blood Crow?" You ask, trying to cheer him up but you only hear a muttered response in return.

"What?" you ask.

"I'm not supposed to be on the Blood Crow..."

You raise your head from the screen to look at him surprised. With his eyes fixed forward Eli starts talking.

"I was supposed to become a supply officer. But, since he appeared everything is in shambles."

You pull yourself closer to him without his notice. His thumping stops and he starts to tremble.

"Why me? I am not even supposed to be here..."

You put your hand on his shoulder, leaning closer.

"Eli, I don't understand. What are you trying to say?"

"I..."

He gulps and takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.

"I was training in hope to become a supply officer when I met him... And at that moment my life took a complete one eighty. I changed schools. I changed environments. Anywhere he goes I'm expected to follow. I'm supposed to aid whenever he asks. I feel his breath on my neck everywhere I go!" He almost yells that last sentence, so much that several people turned toward us to give us glare and a nurse shushed you.