A/N: Reposted from earlier, fixed the problems. Anyway, please tell me how I did! (Sorry, it's kind of short, but I'll try to update it as soon as possible!)
Zeb glanced up from his HoloChess game with Chopper when he heard the common room door slide open to see Ahsoka standing there… in just a sports bra and sweatpants. She had a towel thrown over her shoulder and a water bottle in her hand and was sweating slightly, something that made her even more attractive in Zeb's eyes.
"Hey, Ahsoka!" Ezra said, looking up from the datapad he was playing on with a grin. Ahsoka smiled back at him before glancing around the room.
"Hey, Ezra. Where's Kanan?" she asked, crossing her arms and leaning against the wall. Ezra shrugged and went back to playing on his 'pad. Sabine glanced up from her sketchbook to gesture towards the cockpit.
"I think he's with Hera," she said with a slight shrug of her shoulders. "Why?"
"Oh, never mind," Ahsoka said, standing up and stretching her arms above her head. "I wanted to see if he'd spar with me, but I guess I can-"
"I'll train with you," Zeb burst out. Ezra and Ahsoka looked at him in surprise while Sabine just smirked knowingly at her sketchbook. Flattening his ears, Zeb went on in a calmer voice, "I mean, if you want a partner, I'd be glad ta, y'know…" He trailed off and looked at his feet, thankful his fur hid his blushing face.
"Sure," Ahsoka said. When Zeb looked up he saw she was smiling. "Thanks, Zeb! I was going to train on my own, but it's always good to practice with someone else. Meet me in the fitness room on the Phoenix Home?"
"Um, yeah, sure, I'll, uh, be right there," Zeb said. Ahsoka nodded and the door slid shut behind her.
"Oooooh, Zeeeb," Sabine said in a sing-song voice, her eyes bright. "You like her, don't you?"
"No!" Zeb snapped back hotly. Sabine just grinned knowingly at him. "Aw, shut it," Zeb growled lowly. Ezra was looking between Sabine, Zeb, and the now closed door with a confused expression on his face.
"What?" he asked.
"Zeb likes Ahsoka," Sabine said smugly, carefully choosing a colored pencil and oh-so-delicately placing its tip on her paper.
"I like her too…" Ezra said, looking more lost than ever. Sabine rolled her eyes.
"No, Ezra, he like likes her."
"I do not!" Zeb nearly snarled, his ears flat against his head.
"Yes, you do, you liar! I saw the way you looked at her when she came in!" Sabine countered defiantly. Ezra was staring at Zeb with an odd expression on his face that Zeb didn't particularly like.
"What're you lookin' at, kid?" Zeb turned to Ezra with a scowl. Ezra just grinned and winked at him.
"Don't try to hide your emotions from a Jedi, Zeb," he said, sounding very self-satisfied, before turning back to his datapad. Zeb snarled something about nosy kids as he stormed out of the room, heading towards the airlock.