Sabezra Fics

Accidentally On Purpose

Yes, it's here! The Valentine's Day fic! Applause, good people, applause!

Because you know how I like sleepy fics, here's another one I think you might enjoy, based on the headcanon above. (And I am loving this new media addition! You go, Wattpad.) Also, newsflash: SABEZRA WEEK IS OFFICIALLY HAPPENING ON TUMBLR! Yes, that's right - get your lazy butts over to tumblr, where all the sabezra goodness will be blooming and flowering and destroying haters everywhere! AND MY STUFF WILL BE THERE! Art, fics, headcanons, the whole shebang. And also, happy Valentine's Day. But I'm not celebrating, being hopelessly and completely single. Instead, thanks to parks and rec I celebrate GALENTINE'S DAY! HELL YEAH! But Valentine's is for sabezra. So please read, review and comment as always and let's see where this goes!

Sabine never took naps, usually, but after a mission that took place at the crack of dawn she was more than happy to. Night missions, stealth missions most of the time, were sometimes a necessity. Sabine knew this, and while sneaking around and blowing stuff up was her speciality, she was NOT a morning person. She'd wake up and fall straight back asleep again, and when she did finally summon the courage to haul herself out of bed, enticed by a steaming cup of caf, she ended up looking more like a Wookiee than a Mandalorian - much to their amusement.

But lately, for some reason she'd been... looking forward to them? Well, it was nothing to do with Ezra being a complete nuisance.

Ever since he'd been on his first night mission, he took it upon himself to what he called 'accidentally-on-purpose' nap on her. If he could, he would, at anytime on their journey in the Phantom. Sometimes he did it just to tease her. In the earlier days, she'd find him just snoring away on her shoulder, claiming he needed his 'beauty sleep,' to which she'd shove him on to Zeb and tell him it was more of a 'beauty coma.' Other times, it was only because he was incredibly tired, and it had become a habit. One morning, she woke to find him nestled on her side,deeply sleeping, and she thought about pushing him off. But she was startled at how innocent he looked for once, and how completely at peace he was, no stresses or worries. He looked like a loth-cat. Maybe even cuter. It was a few days after Tseebo had arrived, and she'd given him his birthday present. At that point, she was feeling pretty bad for him, seeing how exhausted he was, and knew that for once this was unintentional. So she let him sleep, and even asked Kanan for a blanket. But now he was back to his usual antics. And she had kind of gotten used to them. Maybe it was endearing - almost! Ack, what were these emotions?

Morning, 2 am, the Phantom.

Sabine groaned as she rubbed her stiff neck, squeezing her eyes shut. Why oh why did she have to wake us so early? She moved slightly, but felt a warm weight on her lap. At first it was pleasant, and though she had sleepy recognition of what it could be, she wasn't sure. It was as though someone had placed a soft hot water bottle in her lap. Experimentally, she reached out with her hand to touch it, and got a jolt when her hand came into something warm and hard, yet squishy at first - and then something smooth and floppy, something with a suspiciously hair-like feel. She recoiled and blinked, rubbing her eyes. Her touch had made this warm, soft think open its blue eyes and flash her an adoring, smug grin. Oh, for kriff's sake - she was stroking Ezra's hair in her sleep? Wait - why was he on her lap?? He smiled up at her as she gawped at him.

"I don't know about you, but can I just say I am loving the view from down here."         Sabine scowled. "Ezraaa!" and he chuckled, sending vibrations up her spine. He relaxed even more, tilting his head back, his feet on the seats.

"What? You can't say you didn't enjoy me stroking my face. Besides, I'm still sleepy. It's time for me..." at which he paused and yawned, turning his head away from her, and she was prepared to fling him off the Phantom if he'd turned the other way. Instead, she sighed and retorted grumpily,

"The point was for you to get up, not go back to sleep."
But she let him for once, marvelling at how much had grown between them. After all, he needed as much rest as she did.

2 weeks later

Sabine had really wiped herself out this time. She felt like her legs would drop off after all that running, and she slumped on the seat, gulping down a bottle of water. She wished she had those fire chips Zeb bought yesterday. Man, those were good. She was too tired to eat, though. She fought off sleep for as long as she could, but eventually her eyes shut, and she was soon fast asleep. Ezra noticed her nod off, but it wasn't until her inhales went through the nose and her exhales made her mouth drop open with a little puff that he thought of napping on her. And then he resisted the urge to squeak with laughter as she let out a breathy sigh and her head fell on to his shoulder. Oh, how the tables turn! he thought with glee. She was actually adorable when she slept, and didn't scowl as much. Okay, the scowl was cute but here, all peaceful slumber, she looked less like a fighting machine and more like someone of his own age, a little softer and cuddlier than her usual Anooba-like attitude. He considered pushing her off but realised he liked this too much, and smiled in satisfaction.His eyes widened then as she leaned on him further, her mouth open. As much as he was enjoying this, he didn't want her to be uncomfortable and wake up with a stiff neck. He also didn't want her to wake up drooling on his shirt, not that he'd have minded. Then he got an idea so wickedly good he couldn't believe he thought of it. Oh, the tables would turn alright!

Morning.

Sabine woke, feeling warm and comforted for once - which was strange after sleeping in the Phantom. She was lying down, head on something lean, orange and really comfy. Then she looked up to find a certain padawan grinning down at her from where she lay, and let out a yelp. He mock-frowned in that infuriatingly cute way and said, "What? I don't mind. And from the looks of it, neither did you!"

She flushed crimson as he gave her a maddening grin, and she groaned. She tried to get up, but for some reason her arms and legs felt like carbonite. Even her head wouldn't budge from the pillow of Ezra's legs. She let out a frustrated growl. WHY??? Ezra smiled at her, real smug, and saw how tired she was.

"Come on - it's not so bad. You, on my lap, me, enjoying myself. And this is usually where the dream sequence starts!"

She glared up at him, wanting to punch him, so badly, as she realised what he meant, to which he quickly responded, "Or - y'know, you could think of this as payback for me sleeping on your lap. Maybe I'm just a nice guy!"

She glared some more, and he just continued to grin, irritating her to no end. He placed his hands on her shoulders - bad move, wise guy - and said, "Hey - relax. I'm not gonna do anything stupid. Or at least I'll try not to do anything stupid."

She huffed, completely red, but actually realised she aaas comfortable in more ways than once. Maybe she could think of this as a form of payback and not... something else.

"You're lucky I'm wiped out. Try anything, I put you on the floor. Zeb will assist," she growled, but her fatigue got the better of her. And it was like resting her head on a soft, warm pillow. It was just good Ezra didn't seem to be hawing much of a reaction to this. He put his hands behind his head and yawned, completely in heaven.

On the other hand, Ezra was totally reacting. He just didn't want to be flipped to the ground. Could this GET any better? he wondered with delight. He was trying very, very hard not to wake up Zeb and show off. But he didn't. He knew when he had to be chivalrous. As on fire his hormones currently were, he took it upon himself to keep it together.

"Ezra Bridger, you are a nuisance," she said, half exasperated and half endearing. He smiled, incredibly pleased with himself and looked down at her.

"Yeah, but I'm your nuisance."

So what did you guys think? I'll be back soon, for sabezra week and also I am overpreparing because it's a week of holiday over here in the UK, and I have written ANOTHER once while getting this to you! (I know, I'm such a good pal. I'm actually organised for once.) So don't sweat it - another fic is coming your way!!!!