Psychic Love - Skysolo

𝕃𝕀. 𝕀 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕕𝕠

Hi there! How's it hanging? 

I know I haven't posted, sorry! I'll be more active after Thursday. 

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

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*Luke's POV*

I agreed with Leia. Why the hell not? It's not like we had something better to do. Holdo was also free, so I texted dad and we ended up all walking there, my hand in Han's the whole damm time. I can confess, I spend the last years of my life touchstarved and scared of asking for it, I at least deserved to be able to hold my boyfriend's hand in public now that I could. He didn't seemed to mind it as well, holding me closer to himself while we walked, my shoulders brushing against his leather jacket. 

There is something about how much bigger his hand is and how it surrounds mine like it was manually forged by the most talented crafter specifically to fit in mine that would never get old for me, never. Holding hands would forever feel special to me... maybe due all the months I wore those gloves for, hiding myself from any kind of physical and emotional contact, something Doctor Blackwood helped me with. 

-So, where are we heading? - Holdo asked, looking around. 

-My moms' workplace. You're gonna like it. 

His moms turned out to work at the gaming salon, where there where tons of activities to do, like Arcades with the classic games, bowling, kart racing and even laser tag. Me, Han and Leia used to spend entire afternoons there last year when it rained, playing around and wasting our allowances like little kids in a candy store. Mostly I'd be more interested in Han playing than on the actual games, I can admit that. 

-Wait here. - He went somewhere and returned with a handful of small round red "coins", handing them to us. - Have fun, there's a lot to do around. 

-Bet you can't beat me at guitar hero, "princess". - Lando teased Leia, making finger quotation marks on that last word. 

-Bet your sweet ass I can! - They ran to the arcade, Holdo and Derek following them. 

I was going to follow them too, but Han held me back, hugging me from behind and kissing my face in the clingyest way he found, only then slowly walking with me to meet them. 

-Aw, are we needy? - I teased, his lips continuing to kiss my face all over, that grew a bit more pinkish. 

-Maybe, will that be a problem? - he sarcastically asked, taking one bit of my hair around his finger, his playful tone simply too cute. 

-Only if you keep all that need to yourself. Show me. - I teased, knowing exactly how he liked to express his emotions and how he'd much more rather show than say how he felt. 

This got as an answer a shower of soft kisses on my face that grew sloppier over time, his hands sneaking inside the holes of my sweater and grabbing my hips that specific way that made me melt and shiver, leaning back on him and letting him do his thing, happily drowning in his waves of care, confort and safety. My hands found their way to his and, as I looked up, his lips finally found their way onto mine, sweetly gluing in a kiss, one that wasn't desperate nor rough, but soft and lovely, passionate but slow, tender and nice. 

-You know Han, you are just like honey. - he raised an eyebrow, but smiled.- You are made out of flowers and love, you make everything so much sweeter and you're like the effort or hundreds of tiny little bees cooperating. 

*Han's POV* 

I smiled foolishly at this, kissing him again, purely in love. I genuinely can't tell what had gotten into me, but it's like Luke is all I could see and all I wanted. If I had just spend years in the desert and I was offered to stay with him or to drink water, I'd turn my back to the liquid and run to him with no hesitation.