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

Sunny vacations

It is an awful idea.

Really...

But you barely had anything to say in that. Or rather it was an unique occasion, albeit a dangerous one.

"We are arriving." Thawn indicates.

You look through the window. You see a massive mansion with a pool and private domain. Your eyes widen, you didn't know it would have been this large. It is your first time on Tyrahnn despite orbiting next to it regularly.

"You never came?" He asks.

"No. Never." You shake your head.

You're praying everything will be okay.

Your transport lands on a special place, permitting you to get out of the jet. Outside Azrel is waiting for you, fanning himself with his fan and a big smile on his face.

He opens his arms as you step out, pulling you into a hug.

"Welcome my pearl." He chants.

He grabs the side of your face and kisses you languorously. You gulp. Not in front of Thrawn, you think. You try to pull back and it makes him chuckle. He releases you with a sly smile and extends his hand to Thrawn, holding your waist.

"Welcome Grand Admiral. Thank you for accepting my invitation."

Thrawn seizes his hand and shakes it firmly.

"Thank you, Governor. I am sure we can put those vacations to profits."

Arzel laughs.

"You're never really on vacation, are you?"

"Unfortunately, no. Such as you"

Arzel shrugs.

"Give your luggage to the droids, they will take care of it!"

A droid appears out of nowhere behind your back, almost making you jump how silent it is. It seizes any baggage and rolls away as quickly. Azrel caresses your back.

"Did you travel well?"

"It was uneventful." Thrawn indicates

Uneventful but not restful. At least for you. You departing from the Relentless and Thrawn from the Chimaera you didn't cross paths. He surely took a special transport his grade of Grand Admiral permitted him while you took the community shuttle. You then took the same Civilian transport but you took the second class while he took the first, you only realize you took the same once on the platform. You travel together since, and outside polite chatting and necessities you didn't exchange a word, him as unbothered and haughty as usual and you melting on your seat, almost dizzy. Saying you're relieved you arrived is an understatement.

"Let me show you around." Arzell declares.

He makes you visit his mansion, never letting you go. He shows you the domain, the house, its immense living room, home cinema, gym, mirrors room,... Your neck is in pain, constantly looking everywhere , all at once.

"Woaw... You grew up here?"

"I did, my pearl. This house saw my birth, my growth, will probably see my wedding and my death." His hand slides to your lower back at the mention of wedding.

You feel a burning sensation at the back of your neck, like someone was staring at your back. In a hallway you all three stop, Thrawn admiring the paintings of the family. You look up to it, it is a series of strokes of bright and neon colors. Really modern paintings.

"I came to understand you're an art aficionado, Grand Admiral."

"Indeed."

"What can you say about those?" Arzel gestures to them with his closed fan.