Han and Leia sat in his medroom, talking. He lay on the bed, while she sat right next to him on a chair. It was hardly comfortable, but she was too focused in their conversation to notice it.
"So one day I'm sitting in this filthy cantina. I mean really filthy. You could draw pictures with your fingers on almost everything. Even the plates and glasses." Seeing her smile and knowing he had her full attention, he had to concentrate not to act nervous or even worst lose his words. "So there I'm sitting and along comes this old lady and sits right next to me on the booth, leaning closer. You want to know what she said to me?"
He asked to put up the suspense. She just gave him a nod, waiting for him to continue.
"So she leans into me right, her lips so close to my ear that I can feel her breath on my skin."
"What did she say?" Leia asked, enjoying his stories that represented a life so much different from hers. "Do you want to fuck?" He grinned at Leia, waiting for the blush to appear on her beautiful face. But it didn't come, instead he could see concern forming.
"You were only thirteen years old and she asked you to…to…?!" She choked on her words.
Han understood how frightening this must sound to her, but during his youth he was used to that kind of situations, not to mention the facts of his life he liked to burry deep inside him and never allowing them to get out.
"She probably thought I could use the money."
He just shrugged, suddenly feeling embarrassed. He had no idea why he told her this story but for some strange reason he felt like he could trust her. It was a trust he never had with anybody except Chewie. It frightened him just as it surprised him.
Suddenly he felt her hand on his, which was laying on the bed beside him and he looked up at her. They locked eyes for moment, words unnecessary. She gave his hand a squeeze, but didn't pull back as expected. After a little hesitating, he turned his palm over so their fingers could intertwine. Just when their eyes met again, the door of his room opened and in came Luke, Wedge and two other young pilots who just tacked along, saying they were dying to meet with the famous Han Solo. They got followed closely by a very shy, almost sorry looking Chewie. It was clear that his furry friend didn't mean to interrupt Han's princess-time as he liked to tease his pilot. Especially after seeing the change in his friend, triggered by the little, feisty princess.
Leia pulled back in an instance, startled by the sudden company and sat up straight in her chair.
"Han, I brought some company! Thought you could use some fun!" A way too excited Luke beamed, sitting down next to him on a chair at the other side of the bed. Wedge was even more bolt and sat right next to him on the bed, nudging him over a bit to make more room so he could sit more comfortable. Chewie kept standing, while the other two pilots sat down on the table in his room. The Wookiee gave out a grunt, knowing only Han could understand.
"It's okay pal. But thanks!" Risking a glance at Leia, who was currently busy with nervously playing with her robes bottoms, he only could wish for letting Chewie doing him the favor of throwing the intruders out of his room, but the damage was already done.
"Hey kid, what's up?" Han asked casually. "Who are those two punks?" He asked motioning to the two pilots sitting on top of his table. "That's Bill and Logan. They arrived yesterday and wanted to meet the famous Han Solo!" Wedge answered for Luke, teasing Han by pronouncing his name like some display out of a holo-commercial.
"We thought we could play some games and get drunk." Luke grinned getting out three bottles of Corellian Whiskey. "Where did you get those, kid?" Han asked, hoping the answer would not be out of his stack at the Falcon. "We brought it with us, sir." Bill or Logan answered, which didn't really matter to Han, because their big grins were the same.
"You're Corellian?" Han asked surprised. "Yes sir, best friends since were just young lads."
"So what brought you here?" He didn't mean the question to come out the way Leia must have understood it. She looked up at him in shock. He is going to leave! Her mind screamed.
"We always dreamed of becoming pilots, so we decided to sign in here. Though it would be fun." Han didn't listen for the answer, looking at Leia, feeling sorry for his question, but the last bit of their answer, got to him. "Fun?" He asked turning his attention back to the two boys with their goofy grins. "This ain't fun, boys! This is serious stuff!" He couldn't believe how stupid and childish they were. "If you think fighting a battle is fun than you two gonna be dead before you even had a chance to let go off your first blast."
Leia never heard so much seriousness in Han's voice. Looking up at him, she couldn't help but to admire him even more, because he was absolutely right. Fighting for the Rebellion was anything but fun, a fact she had to learn in the hardest, possible way.
"Oh come on Han! Give those kids a break." Wedge laughed, breaking the serious silence.
"They will learn their lesson soon enough. Let them have some fun for now." When Wedge
gave him a shove into the side, which caused him to wince in pain. "Take it easy Wedge!" Han sighted, sharing a glance with Leia. "Come on guys, let's play a game!" Luke laughed, opening one of the bottles. Leia took that as her cue to leave. "Well I have fun boys. I have a meeting tomorrow and…" She was about to leave the room, but Luke held her back.
"Come on Leia stay! You have to join us." He almost pleaded.
"Yeah come on princess, stay!" Wedge grinned, shoving Han once more, causing another round of pain running through his body. "Get off my bed, you bantha!" Han barked at his friend, shoving him off the bed. "Alright I gotta leave some space for the princess anyway."
If Han weren't still hurt, he would have punched the smirk right off Wedges face.
Luke got up and pulled Leia back into the room. "Please Leia, stay. It will be fun!"
Since every seat was now taken, the only space available was on the bed next to Han. Sharing a nervous glance with Han, she hesitated at first, but seeing the assured smile he gave her, she sat down next to him on the bed, leaning against the headboard, their shoulders touching.
After emptying the first bottle Wedge announced a round of spin the bottle. Ignoring Han's resentment, Luke and the two Corellian friends beamed up in enthusiasm.
Chewie just sat in the background, drinking his whiskey in silence feeling sorry for his friend and the princess. Seeing the stolen glances, they shared, made him wish he would have talked Luke and Wedge out of the idea to pay Han a visit in the first place.
"Alright next one has to share one of his or hers dirties secrets." Wedge announced, winking at Leia. Leia couldn't help but to roll her eyes at this. Even though the evening wasn't as bad as she thought it would be, she felt more uncomfortable by the minute and the fact that Han was sitting so close by her side didn't make it easier. Wedge spin the bottle and it stopped at Han. Luke laughed out loud, taking another swing of his drink.
"So Han tell us your dirtiest secret!" He beamed.
"Alright kid calm down…let me think for a moment."
"Can't decide which one is dirtier, champ?" Wedge teased.
"Poor jealously Wedge! I can't help that my life is more interesting than yours." Han teased right back.
"Keep dreaming darling!" Wedge laughed.
"Come on Han, tell us!" Luke interrupted grinning. "Alright kid, don't get too exhausted!" Han teased before choosing his final answer, going for one he knew would cheer up Leia as well. "I kissed Chewie once." He grinned, leaning back. Leia giggled at that and leaned back as well, feeling more relaxed all over a sudden.
"You did not?!" Luke asked shocked looking back and forth his friend and the Wookiee, who had a huge smile on his face, mostly from seeing the smile on the princess face.
"Ask him, kid!" Han grinned, leaning into Leia. When she didn't seem to mind, he decided to push his luck a bit and put his arm around her shoulder, pulling her closer into his side. She guessed it must have been the alcohol, but didn't care, when she took in the warmth from Han's body pressed close to hers. "You kissed a Wookiee?" Wedge laughed, doubling over. "I was drunk as hell and he came to get me back to the Falcon. When he put me to bed I pulled him down and kissed him." Han grinned, enjoying the feel of Leia giggling beside him, hiding her face into his shoulder. "Was it good?" Wedge teased, winkling his eyebrows, grinning at the pilot and his furry friend. "A gentleman likes to keep his secrets, pal."
Han winked, his fingers beginning to run patterns over Leia's shoulder and upper arm.
"Alright next round!" Luke laughed.
"Next one has to say something dirty to another person in the room." Wedge announced, grinning up at the princess, who couldn't help to blush this time and to get tense. Han felt her body tense and leaned down to whisper something into her ear to which she had to giggle.
"Hey the bottle hasn't chosen yet, lover boy!" Wedge grinned at the two.
"Oh I'm sorry pal. I didn't know you were so desperate to hear some dirty talk." Han winked at his fellow pilot. "You have beautiful eyes and not to mention your hands. Soo manly and strong. I guess they must be very useful during those lonely nights' bud." Han teased right back. "I guess we don't need the bottle after all." Luke laughed getting joined by the two young Corellian pilots. "Alright very funny Solo! Almost split my liver on that one. So, what about this: the next one has to kiss someone else in the room."
Wedge grinned and before anyone could argue, the bottle was spinning.
Even though the kiss was only a quick peck, Leia put a lot of thought into it the moment the bottle began to spin. She made her decision right when the bottle stopped on her and before anyone could comment, her lips met with Wedges, kissing the smug expression right off his face. Han's heart dropped, seeing his princess kissing another guy. He had to close his eyes for a moment to get the image out of his mind, but it didn't.
Why did she choose this nerf over me?
Hearing the laughter come up and seeing the satisfied grin on Wedge's face it took him all self-control not to blast the man's head off. He didn't dare to look at Leia, not sure he could look at her ever again without seeing her lips on Wedge's.
"She really got you with that one Wedge!"
Luke laughed, completely unaware of the guilty look on Leia's face and the uneasy feeling that crept up within her. She did regret her choice, but knowing it was the only way out of the situation. Of course, kissing Han was her first choice and she would have wanted to with all her heart, but she was too afraid of getting too carried away or that the kiss would trigger something she couldn't stop. He will just leave you behind heartbroken. She tried to convince herself. After Han, the obvious choice was kissing Luke, but knowing about the crush the farm boy had on her, that didn't feel right either. The two Corellian pilots were out of the question. She wouldn't kiss a guy she only meat an hour ago and who would for sure run around the base bragging about it. Hell, she would have kissed Chewie in an instance if he had been sitting closer to her, but she decided for Wedge, to avoid any more awkward situations. Leia couldn't bear to look at Han, so she decided it was best to leave.
"It was a nice evening guys, but I really have to get going now. I have an early meeting."
She explained, getting up and before anyone could stop her she was out of the room.
When she was out of the room, Wedge started to laugh out loud. "Boy that was good."
He teased leaning back in his chair. Before anyone could realize what was happening, Han pulled Wedge up on his collar, but instead of attacking him, he chose to kiss him as well. Pulling back, he let Wedge fall to the ground grinning.
"Geeze Wedge, I didn't know you needed it that bad pal."
Knowing that Leia wasn't going to visit anymore after this, Han decided his time in the medcenter was over, so he got out of his bed, picked up his bag and signaled Chewie to leave.
Leaving the medcenter he ignored the calls out of his rooms and the irritated attends of the droids to stop him from leaving and kept on walking back to the Falcon. Chewie didn't dare to comment on anything that happened this evening and decided to just leave it at that. Knowing his friend all too well he was sure Leia kissing another man hurt him deeply.