Star Wars Imagines/Preferences

CAN'T STOP THE FEELING - AU |Han|

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"For the last time no." You whined, turning over.

Han had already asked you numerous times that day to dance for him, and every single time you said no, but Han seemed to not know, what no meant.

"Aw, c'mon babes. Just one?" He pleaded.

"No, no, no, no, no. I don't want to." You whines again. "You're so annoying. Why don't you want to do something else?"
You asked.

"Because it's been so long since you've danced for me. And this time I'm prepared to dance with you." He said, rolling up his sleeves.

You smirked and sat up, now interested. "I'm watching."

He sighed. "Please don't tell anyone I did this for you." He begged.

You shook your head. "No way, I'm filming this." You said, taking out your phone.

"Please." He pleaded.

"I'll dance for you." You teased.

He sighed. "Fine. I'm going regret this." He mumbled, pressing a button on his phone.

You snuggled into your covers and watched Han's choreographed dance to 'CAN'T STOP THE FEELING' by Justin Timberlake, which was actually surprisingly good. You decided not to post it on Instagram. During the bridge of the song, you stopped recording and went to dance with him. When the song was done, you leaned up and kissed his cheek.

"I will always remember this night." You said dreamily, leaning into his chest.

"I will never do this again, so I hope you got your little video." He said.

"You should take that to America's Got Talent loverboy." You teased.

"No." He replied drily.

"No, no, you should."

You both turned to see Han's lovable friend standing in the doorway, almost bumping his head on the arch. He was unbelievably tall and it was surprisingly not a disorder. He also grew his hair out so he had 'hippie hair' as Han called it.

"How long have you been standing there?" Han asked.

"Long enough to watch an adorable couple dance to JT. Not judging or anything." He shrugged.

Chewie was very chill. Barely anything bothered him. Han knew. He spent a whole day trying to annoy him and came back unsuccessful.

"Dammit Chewie, out." Han said, pointing to the hallway.

Chewie shrugged, and bit the tip off of a carrot and moseyed down the hallway.

"Thanks Chewie!" You you called after him.

"Don't encourage him." He said, shaking his head. "I should really take that spare key back from him."

You shook your head. You would definitely get another choreographed dance out of him again.