Day 6- Rexsoka: Cold Hands
Rex came into his room to find Ahsoka already there. She was still placing her lightsabers down, a sign she'd only just arrived. Rex came up behind her, putting his blasters down beside her sabers.
"Hello love," he whispered, kissing her cheek.
Ahsoka squealed quietly with surprise and happiness, leaning into his kiss. The man laughed and wrapped his arms around her. She leaned into the hug, putting her arms over his.
"I love you, Rex," Ahsoka whispered.
"I love you too, Ahsoka," he whispered back. He spun her around to face him and touched a hand to her face.
She gasped and pulled away. "Your hand is freezing!" She exclaimed, slapping his hand away.
"I'm sorry," Rex said, putting his hands to his own face. "I guess they are a little cold."
"Very cold," Ahsoka corrected as she sat down on the bed, nose upturned. "And very rude of you."
Rex snorted. "Come on! That's not very fair, it's not my fault! Not really."
Ahsoka gave him a skeptical look. "Indeed, Captain."
"Oh, don't start that," Rex said with amused annoyance. He pushed her onto her back, and planted himself over her on his hands and knees.
Ahsoka giggled and hid her face behind her hands. Rex saw her blue strips grow darker and he rolled his eyes with a smirk. "You are ridiculous, Ahsoka Tano."
Ahsoka removed her hands from her face and stared at him in shock. "Excuse me?"
"I said, you are ridiculous, Ahsoka Tano," he repeated with more force.
Ahsoka groaned and rolled over partly, burying her face in her arms. "Why do you do this to me? You're ridiculous too!"
Rex chuckled and laid down behind her. "Perhaps so."
Ahsoka turned around to face him, her lower lip sticking out. "I love you. Even if you have cold hands and use my whole name."
Rex smiled and kissed her forehead. "I love you too, cyar'ika."