Star Wars One Shots

You Are My Mission ~ Han Solo

"I'd prefer you'd bring him here alive."
"As you wish."

I pranced out of the stupid slug's palace. I looked down at the hololink he gave me.
"Han Solo. You're gonna save my ass."
I said softly, shoving it in my pocket. I walked up to my speeder, jumping on it. I had just made a deal with Jabba the Hutt to bring Han Solo to him since something went wrong with his last job for him. I drove the speeder to the cantina on Tatooine. Stormtroopers walked around and I rolled my eyes. The whole empire and rebellion thing is getting out hand. I walked up to the entrance, the band music faded out of the whole building. I took a deep breath, scruffing my (h/c) hair slightly so it frizzed a little more. I walked into the building and scanned the room. My eyes landed on the brunette man sitting next to a Wookie. I blinked as I looked at the creature. I confidently walked over to the table as Chewie walked away. 
"Hey, handsome."
I said sliding next to the smuggler. Han Solo chuckled, wrapping his arm around my waist. 
"Welcome back beautiful, I haven't seen you since our last job."
Han leaned over and kissed my jaw. I giggled and wrapped my arms around his neck. We knew each other because of Jabba. He made us do jobs at least a few times together and maybe we had some other things we did with each other. Han smiled at my reactions. He ran his fingers through his hair as he glanced around the cantina.
"How's Jabba?"
He asked. I rolled my eyes.
"Furious. You really need to pay him back."
I looked at him. He groaned and slapped his hands on his face.
"I'm trying!"
He said louder. I glanced down seeing his blaster, I slowly reached towards it. Han Solo isn't really someone you want to get into a fight with. My finger ran across it, finding the safety for it, switching it on. He didn't seem to notice as he looked back at me.
"Did he send you to find me?"
"Yeah, but just to tell you that he wants you to pay him back. Maybe if you talked to him, he would give you more time."
I suggested, giving him a sly smile. Han groaned as Chewbacca walked back over to us. He roared as he looked at me.
"Heya Chewie!"
I said excitedly, getting out of the booth and hugging the furry creature. He talked to me about how much he missed me. I giggled and pulled away from him. I looked back at Han who was just staring at me.
"So are we going Hot Shot?"
I asked and smirked at him. He sighed and got up.
"I can't. I'm about to make double the money I owe him."
Han pulled me up and wrapped his arm around my waist, holding me close to his body.
"And you're coming with me before you try to shoot me."
He said and grabbed my blaster out of my holster as he placed a kiss on my neck; I jerked at the sudden action.
"Nice try (Y/n), but Greedo beat you to it."
I blinked and looked at him.
"How did you?"
"Please, Jabba can never do work for himself. I bet he hired more people to find me than one person."
He smiled as we walked towards the exit.
"So you're coming with me instead."
Han said. He held a tight grip on my waist as he pulled me towards the Falcon. I sighed and didn't try to fight him. He had my blaster and everyone knows how good he is with a blaster. He kicked one of the panels he kept smuggled goods in.
"You expect me to get in there?!"
I snapped at him. He held up my blaster.
"Yeah, unless you want to sit with Jabba and tell him how you couldn't get me."
"I'm starting to think I would rather take that chance."
Han rolled his eyes.
"Fine."
Chewie walked into the ship with a boy and an old man. Han quickly put the blaster down.
"Are we ready to go?"
He said smoothly. The old man nodded and raised an eyebrow at the two of us. Chewie roared and threw the cover back over the cargo hold. Han glared at him and I laughed. Chewie walked towards the cockpit and the two others followed the Wookie.
"No funny business (Y/n) (L/n)."
"Yes, Han Solo."
I snaked my arms around his neck, pressing my lips against his. His grip around me loosened and pulled me closer to him. I smiled against the kiss. He pulled away from me.
"I hate you."
He grumbled.
"I know."
I giggled and kissed him quickly, walking towards the cockpit. The boy looked at me and quickly looked away.
"Hi."
I smiled and sat down in the chair behind the pilot's chair.
"Hi."
He said quickly. I looked over at him.
"I'm Luke."
He smiled brightly. I giggled.
"(Y/n)."
The old man rolled his eyes at the boy and sat down. Luke smiled.
"This is Ben."
He pointed towards the man, who made a subtle movement. Han mumbled under his breath as he stormed into the cockpit, falling into the pilot's chair as he and chewie started up the ship. I smirked and looked at the brunette leaning into the chair.
'This is going to be fun"