Psychic Love - Skysolo

𝕏𝕏𝕏𝕏𝕀𝕍. 𝕄𝕠𝕣𝕒𝕝 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕪

Hi there! How's it hanging? 

Here's a big ass chapter for yall because I didn't knew how to phrase this shit. 

iup. 

Without any further ado, let's just dive right into it! 

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*Han's POV*

-Endor? That... that is near the border with Corellia! How far could they have gone on the last hours? That's a 3 day drive trough some of the most lonely highways in the country! If we chose the best route and get on the road at 5 in the morning, we might just get mugged twice. - I huffed sarcastically. 

-How'd you know that? - She asked, kinda surprised. 

-I used to live close-by. It's impossible they already got there. 

-Skyguy and Obi-Wan always had their ways. Unfortunately, they never told anyone their ways, so we will have to drive those 3 days. 

After some short planning, their Aunt looked at me, analyzing. 

-Maybe you should stay. I've seen the twins fight, but you can't protect yourse-

-I can shoot pretty well. Plus, there is no way you can drive all the way there, Miss Tano. I have a license and I know the roads there, we used to walk a lot. - I said rapidly, trying to keep my composure. Truth is that... I didn't want to leave Luke alone. I couldn't bare to stay apart from him while he was in obvious danger, meeting with someone like Palpatine. 

-You can what? Since when? - Luke's surprised face was just so cute, but there was worry within it. 

-Since I'm 7. A lot of stuff happened back in the day and after I got shot I decided to learn how to defend myself on their own fight. I'm actually quite decent at it. - I shivered a bit, remembering the sound, all the blood, mine and hers... 

-In what circumstances does a 7 year old learn how to shoot? Besides, where would you get a gun? 

-I have a legal permit. - No one believed me, but this time I wasn't lying. - It's a long story. I have it at home. 

They didn't really want to believe me, but they eventually did. 

Leia went to train her fighting outside (They're Aunt found their dads' ACTUAL SWORDS, like, SHARPENED SABERS, and they were using them as their weapons) (the Skywalkers are just soo cool I wish I was one of them) while Luke went upstairs to pack some clothes. As soon as he closed the door, I pulled him close to me, our faces mere inches apart. I was scared and confused, but Luke was my safe place. If he was an ocean, I'd gladly drown in him. I could feel he was scared too, that this would be a good distraction for the both of us. 

-Can I? - I whispered, not sure how confortable he was with kissing after what happened. I craved his lips in mine, but I could wait. I waited 2 damm years, I'd be ok now. 

-Please. 

I pinned him against his closet (how poetic), hands over his head and kissed him passionately, almost desperately. I wanted to take in all I could from this moment, not knowing when we could do this again, or if we could ever do this again. He submitted onto the kiss instantly, parting his lips and humming against my own. It was truly amazing to realize how I made him weak on the knees, at a certain point only balanced by my firm grip at his hands and my hungry kisses on his lips. I could feel how much he also wanted this, how this wasn't just my own desire. 

We parted for air, faces still close, foreheads glued together. I didn't want to let go from him and he didn't seemed too keen on the idea of getting away from me either.