It's 1:27 am on a chilly November morning but that doesn't stop the couple from slow dancing in the kitchen of their newly purchased house. Rey is clad in a pair of sweatpants, one of Ben's t-shirts, and fuzzy socks. Her husband is wearing pretty much the same thing. Her arms are wrapped around his neck, ear to his chest, as he sings The Way You Look Tonight. The move in a small circle, the refrigerator hum and blinking microwave light keeping time with their movements. Rey leans back to look up at Ben.
"I can't believe we just bought our first house."
He gives her a tired but affectionate smile, "The things I do for you."
She lays her head back onto his chest, "Oh, shut up."
"You have no idea how happy you and Han make me." He whispers into her hair.
"Oh, I think I have some idea." She smirks.
He dips her low and pulls her back up for a deep but slow kiss. "So happy."
"Mommy?" the couple spins around at the voice of their three-year-old son.
Rey disentangles herself from Ben and sweeps little Han into her arms. "Sweetie, you should be sleeping."
"I had bad dream." He snuggles into his mother neck, already content to fall asleep again.
"Oh, baby." She rubs his back, the stuffed teddy bear slipping from his small fingers. "You want to sleep with Mommy and Daddy?"
Ben steps in front of Rey, grabbing Han's falling bear, and takes their son from her. "Come here little Ewok."
A little giggle bursts from the small boy, "You're a Ewok."
"Okay, kiddo." He pulls his son closer into his embrace.
Rey reaches up and plants a kiss on her husband's cheek, "Let's go to bed, yeah?"
"Yeah." Ben looks down at the already slumbering form in his arms. Nothing could surpass the amount of joy and contentment that floods through him. Never in a million years could he have imagined his life being so wonderful, yet here they are. "Let's."
