Yay! And it continues!
And FYI: This is the vent for all the moments and stuff that I couldn't fit into my stories because 1) they just slowed the flow, 2) just didn't work, or 3) they were just too fluffy.
So if you looked for some warmhearted, tingly sensations (and maybe some jealousy ;) lol) and happiness, look no further.
Thanks for reading!
"Truth or truth, Leia."
"See, it's fun."
"Truth, I'm guessing. I think I already know when you took notice of me-instantly-"
"Puh-leaze, Han." Leia rolled her eyes but Han blissfully ignored her.
"-but I got another."
"Sure."
"Who was your first love?"
"Well, that's just unfair."
"What?"
Han smirked.
"Oh fine."
"Well?"
Leia met his gaze, face quizzical.
"First crush, first kiss, or first three-letter-word?"
"I already know the latter, Leia."
She grinned and wrapped her arms around him.
"Okay, kiss."
"I couldn't have been your first," Han pondered. "You were just too good."
"I appreciate the compliment." she snickered. "Anyways. You're wrong."
"What?!"
"You were my first kiss, my first you-know-what, my first 'date', and first serious lover. I was supposed to keep completely pure until my marriage."
"Huh." Han had his signature cocky-smirk-grin start to spread over his face and Leia wanted to slap him. "Looks like you broke the vow. Well, who wants sloppy seconds anyways?"
"Han!" she said, feigning shock but unable to keep herself from laughing.
"Nah, I'm joking." he said. "I'd take you any day."
"Oh, thanks, then." Leia responded sarcastically. Han kissed her quickly, as if to mark his words.
"All right, then, your turn."
"Umm..." she squinted her eyes in thought. "I can't really ask you who yours was, because I'm sure to be dissatisfied."
"Oh, don't think like that." he murmured, suddenly spaced out. Leia watched him in interest, but he shook his head clear and blinked back at her. "Um, nothing."
"Okay..." A sudden devious grin spread across her face. "If you had to save one and only one, who would you choose; me, or the Falcon?"
"You," Han said with a passion that surprised himself. "I would grab the Falcon and swoop in to save you again."
His wife smiled, absentmindedly walking her fingers up and down the folds of blankets. "I said only one."
"Well you just can't compare her to you," he mumbled cheekily, drawing Leia closer in his arms. "There's a lot of things you can't do with a ship that you can with a woman."
"Han!" she laughed into his chest again. They fell into a peaceful, sleepy silence.
"I love you."
"I love you too."
"I know."
That was too short to be one entry so I'm doing another night.
Your welcome. x)
"I still can't believe it."
"Me neither."
Both of the Solos were all smiles as they entered their small apartment. Leia put her purse down on the kitchen counter and washed her hands to start cooking.
"Hey, hey, wait," Han came up behind her and shut the tap before she could get her hands wet. "Don't overwork yourself. Let's get celebratory dinner as takeout."
The princess's smile widened. "That would be great."
As they drove back with the steaming Alderaanian food on Leia's lap, she got an idea.
"Truth or truth?"
"Truth!" Han sang as he drove out of the parking lot, seemingly in a permanently elated mood.
"Did you want to have a family when you were younger? I know you wanted one nowadays, but..."
"I didn't really think about it as a kid, but later on...kinda. I wanted to, y'know, give a home to a kid that wouldn't have to go through what I did. I knew what could go wrong; I could protect them, tell them how to live a better life."
Leia nodded, a contemplative look on her face as she studied his face.
"And then, when I realized I really loved you, like nobody I've ever loved,...now I can. You're the kind of mother I wanted for them." he trailed off awkwardly as they stopped at a long red light. Han cast a sidelong glance, almost shyly, at Leia, and was pleasantly surprised when she took his face in her hands and kissed him. Lovingly. Gratefully.
They broke apart as the light turned green and Leia smiled down at the hot styrofoam containers on her lap.
"And you're the type of father I wished for my children."
Fluffy stuff. :)
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