the curious happenstance of pedro pascal and din djarin [The Mandalorian]

You can't just let other people into your apartment.

The Mandalorian was...

Well, he was as Pedro expected him to be. Stoic and silent. Brooding. A looming sense of doom following his every move.

But at the same time, he was exactly the opposite of what Pedro expected him to be. He was... he was sad. Very sad. And scared. It wasn't very hard to guess why.

The phone in his pocket buzzed ten times in a row. He ignored it. Maybe I shouldn't have texted Jon.

"Um," Pedro started, and Din jumped. He seemed to have been staring into space. "You can have the spare room. It doesn't have a window though so it might get a little stuffy."

"That's fine." Din paused. "Thank you."

"Yeah... uh, the bathroom is just down the hall, and then my room is the first door on the left. If you need anything you should knock. But I'm a heavy sleeper so I might not wake up..."

Every word he said only made him more and more convinced at how insane this was. He should stop, he needs to just kick this guy out, there's- there's no such thing as dimensional travelling.

And yet.

"If you get hungry there are some apples... I need to restock the fridge..."

There was another buzz in his pocket. In a minute, Jon.

"And there's water..."

Another buzz.

"If you need clean clothes then you can borrow mine." They stared at each other for a moment. "Since we're the same size."

"I don't think we're the same size."

He blinked.

"I'm stronger," Din continued.

"That's..." Pedro was going to refute, but then he realised: he had a point. "That's fair. Well..." he sighed. "I'll be off to bed, and..." he waved his hands around. "Yeah."

He went to bed, but there was no way in hell he was going to sleep. Especially as he heard the Mandalorian enter through to the spare bedroom across the hall.

Deciding he might as well do something with his time, he pulled out his phone and finally addressed the text messages from Jon.

Hey man. Need advice.

A guy with my face and my voice is claiming to be the mandalorian. he says he thinks he dimension hopped. he's at my house because I'm batshit and couldn't say no because he looked so fucking desperate man

what?

you're kidding

you just let a random guy into your home?

hes probably crazy?

like what if hes trying to replace you?

pedro?

you there?

oh god he killed you

pedro?

pedro?

you cant just let people into your apartment

this is a prank right?

ill call the police if you dont respond within an hour