End Of The Road ♕SkySolo AU♕

[5]

[Han]

I woke up feeling out of place and disoriented yet warm and comfortable. Someone shuffled beneath my chin and then the thought occurred to me that I wasn't alone in this bed. Luke's blonde mess of hair was staticky and sticking out in every which way. I could feel his warm breath against my bare chest.

What happened? Why was I practically naked? Oh wait that's right, Luke didn't have any clean clothes so I gave him mine. That still doesn't cover up the reason he was in bed with me. His bed looked wildly slept in on the other side of the room. Luke was latched on to me like a baby koala to its mother. It was cute really, but he needed to get off. It was way too hot in this room to be cuddled up with someone.

"Luke." I whispered, shaking him.

Luke whimpered and cuddled in closer to me. I chuckled softly.

"C'mon Luke, we've got to get up." I whispered.

Luke's eyes fluttered open. "Han?" He whispered.

"Yeah kid, we've gotta hit the road before your sister thinks I abducted you." I said quietly.

"Kidnap me? But you'd-"

"Yeah I know that, you know that, but she doesn't, so let's blast on out of here yeah?" I said sitting up and getting out of bed to use the bathroom.

When I got back out Luke was up, but not quite. The only thing that had changed was that he was on top of the covers staring at the ceiling.

"I can't get up." Luke said.

"Tired?" I asked.

He nodded.

"It's okay. Here's a trick, but you have to believe in yourself. I do this all the time when I'm too lazy to get up."

"What is it?"

"Count to three. When you say three get up. But you have to really believe in yourself or you'll never have the effort to move your ass from that goddamn bed."

Luke nodded and closed his eyes. Then shook his head. "No I can't."

"Try ten." I chuckled.

After about ten seconds Luke was up. He sighed and shook his head. "I want to lay back down."

"You can lay down in the car. Besides, we need to get back to Chewie, he's probably hungry." I told him, as I pulled on one of my sweatshirts.

"Did you want your clothes back?" Luke asked, reaching to take off the shirt.

"No it's okay. Keep the outfit. I don't need that shirt anyway. And I have so many sweatpants I could sell half of them and still have enough for a small country." I laughed.

Luke laughed as well. I guess he's getting the concept of expressions.

After we'd checked out we were on the road again, with chicken biscuits from Chick-fil-A. I took out the chicken from my biscuit and handed it to Chewie who immediately gobbled it up.

"You don't want your chicken?" Luke asked.

I shrugged. "I don't mind parting with it. Plus the biscuits amazing so it makes up for the lost meat." I said, biting into the jelly filled, bready goodness.