Red Lipstick
Darth Vader loved that his son was exploring his Nabooian heritage. While it had pained him exponentially to even discuss his deceased wife, when Luke had looked up at him, his face practically a clone of hers- how could Vader possibly deny a request, even one so painful?
"Where was Mother from?"
"Naboo, in the Chommell sector."
His son nodded,
"Leia said it was beautiful, but I've never been." Gently, he placed his black gloved hand on Luke's face.
"Would you like to, angel? Your mother's family would want to meet you."
The blue eyes he used to have now looked up at him, gazing through the lens of his mask, so open and happy.
"What if they don't believe I'm her son?" While Vader knew what to look for to see Padme in Luke, most wouldn't.
"Show them this," pulling the necklace a little boy made for a queen, he deposited the Japor snippet into Luke's hand.
"They still live on Varykino in the Lake country. Her name was Padme." Through the incredibly annoying lens, he saw Luke's pale pink lips mouth the name
'Padme Skywalker.'
Luke had promised to com him when he landed on the planet and while Vader absolutely loathed to not see Luke, it was a necessary sacrifice.
"Thank you, Father."
Two standard weeks went by that Luke spent with the Naberries. They, obviously, welcomed him with open arms. Through the force, Lord Vader felt his son's insurmountable joy and love.
When Luke returned on board the Executor, his Father was relieved to feel Luke's excitement to be back at his Father's side.
After dropping his belongings in their shared quarters, the last remaining Jedi knight joined his father on the bridge where he'd been waiting. As a Nabooian- or rather half, Luke was dressed properly. He had tight pants with a loose evoian silk shirt, the front stitched with a moon from the Nabarrie's family crest and his face had only the slightest touch of make up -including red lipstick. The color deep like blood painted onto his face. It was a sight Vader found to be incredibly lovely, bringing out the blue of his son's eyes.
"I'm pleased to see you once more." Luke's smile made the darkness of the last fortnight bearable.
"Same. Thank you for letting me go."
"Of course, anything to please you, angel."