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Summary: After suffering a few nights with nightmares Luke opens up to Han about the issues he's been tackling. Thankfully Han is more understand than Luke had imagined, and Leia is just finding it all funny.
Character(s): Luke Skywalker, Han Solo, Leia Organa
"Hey Kiddo" I smiled as I saw my short companion enter the cockpit. Despite his annoying, childish nature, Luke and I got on really well. After accepting our medals I'd sat him down and spoken to him about the events we'd endured, he'd broken down and sobbed into my arms and since that night I'd felt an urge to protect him. I watched him sit down in the co-pilots seat, noticing the small pout on his face. Luke was like the little brother I never had, and despite only knowing him for a month or so, I did care about him, not that I'd ever admit it out loud.
"Hi" he mumbled. I swiveled my chair to face him and studied the childish expression that graced his features.
"What's up?" I asked as he slumped down in his seat. We were currently stationary and Chewie was outside 'cleaning'. The princess had stopped by earlier to give me an earful about why I wasn't allowed to modify the ship passed 2100 as it 'kept the pilots awake' but I wasn't too sure where she had run off to now.
"Nothing" he mumbled glumly, folding his arms with a grunt. He can be such a brat sometimes.
"Something is, I can tell it is" I pressed further, carefully trying not to annoy the boy. I stared at my younger counterpart, who was now pouting deeper like a five year old.
"Nothing" he moaned, a little louder this time. I almost laughed at the adorable expression that crossed Luke's face. His pouty lip stuck out and his eye began to brim with tears. Ok maybe that wasn't so funny.
"Whoa c'mon now, don't cry, I've got you" I smiled as I rested a hand on his shoulder. Luke shrugged it off and rolled over so his face couldn't be seen; he seemed so tense, yet so tired at the same time. I took a quick look around the cockpit; just to be sure I was truly alone before I did something that would drown my pride and reputation. "I'll tickle you if you don't tell me" blue eyes met my own for a mere second, Luke's face looking defiant and challenging. He didn't think I would, I didn't think I would, but I didn't stop myself as I made a grab for my friend around the waste. I pulled him onto my own lap with one swift tug and began tickling his ribs. I'm pretty sure the rebels on the other side of the base could hear Luke's laughing.
"Han stop it!" He shrieked as his brimming tears spilled down his cheeks, I assumed that wasn't from his sadness but from the ready to spill tears mixed in with laughing to hard. After I saw it fit that the boy had been tortured enough, I slowly began to stop, keeping a firm hand on his stomach to stop Luke from running off.
"Are you going to tell me what's wrong?" I asked, wiping a tear off his cheek. I trusted Luke that he'd never tell anyone I just tickled him, and if he did I'd just have to deny it, and then hang Luke on a coat hook by the leg of his flight suit.
"Yes, yes I will" Luke panted; wiping at the sweat on his forehead "just give me a minute to catch my breath" I wrapped both my arms around his waist, waiting for him to calm down.
"So?" I pressed, giving him more than a minute.
"So what?" Luke asked innocently. He pushed my hands away and began to make a run for it. He underestimated my power! Already knowing the ramp was up I began to chase him around the falcon, both of us tripping over obstacles and canisters in our way. Luke let out a shriek as I caught his wrist, yanking him backwards and catching him in my grip.
"Luke Skywalker you tell me right now" I teased as I immediately began to tickling him again. I wasn't sure what had gotten into me, I'd never of done this normally, but I also just wanted to make Luke feel better, make him happier.
"Ok! Ok! Ok! I promise I'll tell you this time!" He screeched. Laughter racked the small frame that sat in my arm, his legs flinging wildly. I waited patiently for him to answer me, giving him 20 seconds to breathe again "I just- kind of miss my aunt a bit" he blurted out. That was a little odd... He'd never mentioned the woman before. I stopped tickling him and let him sit in the crook of my arm, he looked so small.
"How come? I know obviously she was like, your mother figure and all but-"
"I had a nightmare last night" my friend cut me off, refusing to meet my gaze "and she always use to comfort me when I had nightmares" I felt a pinch of sympathy run through me at his words. I sat down on a single chair and maneuvered his legs around my waste, before letting him lay his head down on my shoulder.
"If you have another nightmare, you can always come into my bunk, kick me if I don't wake up, or just like, scream or something, or if it's super urgent and you can't speak, jump on me! I comforted as I felt a wet spot form on my shoulder, most likely from Luke's tears.
"T-thank you" he whimpered as I rubbed his back gently. I knew that if neither of us were tired, we would've both been mortified, but at that moment I didn't care, Luke needed someone to comfort him, and I probably wasn't doing it right but I had to try.
"I thought you looked moody when you woke up, I just assumed it was because of your hormones, since you're like? 16 was it?" his body shook with a laugh as I comforted him some more.
"No I'm 19" he whimpered, hiccupping in between breaths. He really didn't look 19 at all. "Han?" He cried as he clutched me tighter. "I'm really sorry!" He began to full on sob into the crook of my neck, his entire body shaking with sorrow. I rested my head against his, his blonde hair tickling my cheek.
"What in the galaxy are you sorry for?" I asked in disbelief, rubbing his back comfortingly "if you ate my ration bars I may just have to tickle you some more"
"Because I'm acting like a little kid!" He wailed harder, pushing his head further into my neck. I knew how the poor kid felt, he was the youngest person in the whole alliance, well him and Leia were actually the same age, but Leia was a lot more mature mentally, a lot of people expected things from him, just for being 'the pilot who blew up the Death Star', give the kid a break.
"You are a little kid, you might not be a little little kid, as in a 4 year old, but to most of the people here you are definitely a kid, think about it kid, I'm 13 years older then you, I was a teenager before you were born, when I was your age, you were 6, give yourself a break for being a little emotional" I chuckled, massaging circles into his back. It took a good ten minutes but the kid's sobs subsided and he rested his tired head on my shoulder. I chuckled and stood, putting my hands under Luke's lower half. He put his arms around my shoulders and took a shaky breath, the tears tiring him out.
"Hey, it's alright" I reassured him as I comforted the trembling boy "I got you, I won't let anything happen to you, okay?" I took him to the spare bunk and attempted to make my way over to the bed, kicking the objects that lay in my way. I sat at the edge of the bed and began to put the kid now, correction, I attempted to put him down, but the blonde clung to me tighter than anyone ever had before, not that many people had clung to me anyway.
"Han!" I heard the princess call as I straightened up; double checking the boy was asleep.
"Shh!" I hissed back, stumbling out into the hallway to meet the brunette, who'd let herself onto the ship.
"Why-" as we met up in the miniature passage way Leia's hands flew to her mouth and her eyes brightened "that's so sweet Han!"
"Shh!" I shushed her again as Luke twitched in my arms. She nodded, continuing to giggle behind her hands. I led her back to the main area of the falcon and sat down, Leia sitting across from me. Luke's tight grip loosened as we collapsed in a heap on the chair, an exhausted sigh leaving my throat.
"Wait till I tell everyone" Leia teased as she put her feet up. I glared at her and she raised her hands in defeat "I'm kidding, I wouldn't embarrass Luke like that" I was about to thank her when her words finally sunk in.
"Embarrass him?" I choked, coughing to clear my throat. "He may have blown up the Death Star but he's the baby of the alliance, I don't think anyone would bat an eyelid if they found out he fell asleep in his best friends lap! If his best friend was anybody else that is, I have the reputation of being the tough, cold hearted guy, nobody can know about this Le- your worship, nobody" as soon as I finished talking, laughter erupted from the woman in front of me. "You're going to wake him" I hissed and cupped Luke's head in my hand protectively.
"Well for one) no I'm not, I'm not even being that loud and he looks comfortable enough, two) me and Luke are the same age, so he's not the baby of the alliance, well he's one of them, and three) Han it's fine, I won't tell anybody, but I will say it's adorable" she placed a hand on my free shoulder and her other on Luke's back, continuing to rub circles as I had done previously.
"You know he is, you are so much more mature then he is Leia" I muttered in defeat, what was going on today?! I was sat with a nineteen year old in my lap, and I'd just called the moody princess by her first name! "So, when do you think we'll be leaving for Hoth?" I honestly thought changing the subject from the blonde would be a good idea, besides I needed to avoid the conversation of 'did you just call me Leia?'
"I'm not too sure, that's why I came here actually, I knew Luke was going to fly his X-wing to the Hoth with the other pilots, but I was wondering it it'd be alright if I flew with you, I have my reasons for not wanting to fly with the other council members and generals" she wrinkled her nose in disgust. Another order debate I bet.
"I'm not sure princess, it might cost you" I teased, moving Luke's leg, as his bony knee was jabbing me in the rib. I returned my attention to the princess, watching her in slow motion as she raised her comlink to her lips, a smirk on her face.
"Han Solo-" I quickly jumped to my feet and knocked the comlink out of her hand, unfortunately waking my smaller friend in the process. I wrapped both arms around him in a quick attempt to not drop him.
"Wha- Where am I?" He mumbled tiredly. Without warning he curled up in my arms.
"Being carried by Han" Leia chuckled. "Han my comlink wasn't even on" I sat back down and Luke twisted in my lap, head resting against my shoulder and his legs hung across my lap loosely, To my surprise he didn't try to pull away or get up.
"Go back to sleep kiddo" I comforted. He wrapped his arm around me and nodded.
"Ok I'm sorry but people HAVE to know about this, it's adorable!" Leia squealed as she took off in a run. I picked Luke up and wrapped his legs around my waste, chasing after her in a hurry.
Right then! New book, focusing on our OT drew, my favourite characters are Luke and Han so expect to see them here often. I don't really think a lot of them will be romance based, more bromace, and Luke being adorable and Han being protective. Leia will be in most too. One last thing is they are all one-shots and have nothing in relation to the previous chapter unless it's requested or stated.
Anyway, fave it, follow it, forget it, do whatever you want with it... (Also please review)
- Briar