Love Across The Stars (Aayla Secura x Male Reader)

Beginning Of Our Time Together

Aayla POV:

The council needed to speak to me about my 'issues' with (L/N), I have no issues. They say my emotions cloud my judgement, that may be the case, however I don't see it that way. I feel that I am doing what is right and they are in the wrong.

(Y/N) and I are now walking through the Temple, The faces of many Jedi pass us, most looking normal to me...but I see the faces they give him...I may not like this Mandalorian, but I don't think the feelings I harbor should be encouraged in our youth.

As we walk through the halls It is warm today. I see the Mandalorian was already stressed when I had arrived at the apartment building, so I decided to try a conversation,as much as I don't like him, there is no need for him to be so distressed.

"Mando..."I sound a bit more concerned that I should be.

"...Sweet-Lek..."

"It's Aayla." I grump.

"It's (Y/N)" He deadpans in his Metallic voice as his mask is closed.

"touche..." I mumble.

"What do you want?" he asks.

"When I came by the Duchess's apartment you seemed...distressed...something wrong?" I look to the side of his head as he avoids eye contact.

"Nothing to concern yourself with." He ends.

There was a definite charm to his mystery. I cant help but look at his face, the definition, his (E/C) eyes, soft yet tired and...determined. His (H/C) atop his head, this lighting made him look really cute.

AAYLA! what are you thinking!?

No! I have a job to do...Justice to claim.

We continue to walk through the halls, He over takes me and since his armour is tight around his body, his bottom looked really nice, I couldn't help but stare. He stops and I was so caught by his body, I didn't notice he stopped and I smacked into him.

"<oof>...H-Hey!"

"I think we're here." He deadpans.

I switch my gaze from him to the interior of one of the training arenas, He held the door open as we gazed inside. Skywalker and his padawan froze mid dual and Master Kenobi stood near the back, all staring at us.

"Master Secura?" Skywalker and Kenobi speak in unison.

"Hi (Y/N)" Ahsoka squeaks.

"Hello there," He switches his gaze to me, "Get in."

We walk in as he closes the door, the wooden interior, mat in the middle and wooden benches on either side. Skywalker and miss Tano extinguish their sabers and he stands with his arms crossed, his padawan mirrors him.

"What is this about?" Anakin asks

"Its time..." I say.

"I would not recommend that master Secura." Master Kenobi spoke, Knowing full well what I meant.

"I'm sure Master Kenobi, Shaak means a lot to me, I'm sure Skywalker could understand where I stand." I gesture to him.

The room falls silent as everyone looks to him, his padawan gazing into his eyes looking for his answer, Master kenobi staring at the back of his head and (Y/N) staring directly into his eyes. He let out a sigh before he spoke.

"Lets call it for now snips..."

Master!" she interrupts.

"Ahsoka, this is none of our business. Besides, If someone hurt you...or even Obi-wan...Id do the same thing." He looks at me again, "<Sigh> I'll stand aside."