This one came to me while I was mowing the grass. I know random right? Leia kissed Luke on Hoth not knowing he was her brother. She must have thought of that at some point after finding out.

This is my attempt at writing Leia's thoughts on her kiss with Luke.

I Kissed My Brother

Weeks after our victory against the Empire, while lying in bed, I finally had time to truly dwell on the fact that Luke is my twin brother.

I have so many things occupying my mind all of the time, it seems there isn't enough time to think about the things that are less urgent.

I had always wanted a sibling when I was growing up. Living a life of royalty meant I had few friends, and being an only child made me very lonely at times.

As I lay in bed at night, a thought hits me, and it hits hard.

I kissed my brother.

On Hoth that day, I was so mad and frustrated with Han, that I just did it. I felt bad for kissing Luke just to make a point, and hadn't realized how truly wrong my action was. It wasn't even just a small peck; it was a full, lingering kiss.

Something felt wrong, the moment my lips met his. Maybe because he wasn't the one I should have been kissing at the time.

Then again, if we knew instantly someone wasn't "the one" by kissing them for the first time; it would save a whole lot of time and heartache in the long run. I know for a fact that love doesn't work that way.

Poor Luke.

He had a crush on me; his sister. I knew at the time; it was hard not to. Sometimes I would catch him staring at me in such a naïve way.

I have to admit, I did have feelings for him, but not quite in the same way he did for me. I loved him, but more like a best friend. I loved him like a brother, which leaves me wondering how I didn't see it before.

I am so thankful to know he's my brother for more than one reason. Now I won't have to chose between him and Han; not that there ever was a choice. Han and I were ment to be; fate wouldn't have kept throwing us together if we weren't. At least now I don't have to hurt Luke's feelings.

If Han could read my mind right now, he would surely fall off the bed laughing. If I remind him of our little kiss on Hoth, he'll never let me forget it.

I can just picture Luke's red face, when Han finally decides to bring it up out of nowhere.

Once again I think, poor Luke.

He probably didn't know what he was getting himself into when he came to rescue the princess of Alderaan alongside a selfish smuggler, a wookie and an old Jedi master; no one did.