Prompt: As a prompt, what if Ben never went darkside and instead works as a smuggler w Han and chewie? Ben without kylos insecurities, who is so similar to his father but even more so to his mother. Everything's a+ until whoops Ben awkwardly tells his dad and uncle he's pregnant and doesn't know who the father is. Han knows he's gonna have to tell leia he let their dumb kid get into trouble but really he's mostly impressed the skywalkers can still find ways to surprise him after all these years

So despite the fact I FUCKING LOVE THE LAST LINE of the prompt I failed to completely hit it... sorry.

Also there's blink-and-you'll-miss-it-Skysolo, I couldn't help myself.

Warnings: unhealthy familiar relationship (Han isn't abusive just... it's a relationship that heavily relies on insults for communication), mpreg, accidental pregnancy, anonymous drunk sex,

Ben had vanished the second the ship had touched down on the planet. Han hadn't given it much mind. Ben would often disappear for hours on end and the two of them had a silent agreement that so long as Han didn't ask he could pretend it was some 'Force-nonsense' that kept his son busy and not seedy bars and even seedier men. Ben could look after himself and anyway it wasn't like they were the cleanest men in the galaxy themselves. When Chewie made a concerned noise at the hast of Ben's departure Han had told him not to overthink it.

When Ben had returned to the ship, curses under breath, and stormed into his room with hardly a word to his father or uncle Han had to admit the Wookie might be right. Still, he hadn't been about to poke at his son's temper and they had gotten their next job. If Ben needed something from the planet he should have said so before he stormed into his room. It was time for them to set off.

A few hours later and his son showed his face again but looked like he had received the worst news imaginable and Han was even less sure that he made the right call ignoring his sons mood and actions.

"Nice of you to finally show your face." So maybe Han wasn't so good at touchy-feely stuff. Shoot him. Being closed off had kept him alive and he had taught his son to be much the same.

"What's got you in such a bad mood?" he demanded after his son gave a response of a scoff and a glare. He ignored Chewie's threat to watch his tone. Ben was his son and he would talk to him how he wanted to. Anyway, the roll of Ben's eyes showed that he didn't much care about his uncle's words either.

"It's nothing," Ben snapped then took a step and paused. His expression was enough to tell Han he wasn't going to like whatever it was before the words even left his son's mouth. "I'm pregnant."

"I'm sorry. You're what?"

"Pregnant. I know you know what that is."

Han did know what it was but it was sort of hard to process the idea of his son being the pregnant one.

"What? How?"

"Well when one person of reasonable attractiveness buys another a drink at a bar and the other decides that-"

Ben dodged the spanner that was thrown at him but Han hadn't meant for it to actually hit him. He had meant for it to get him to shut up, which it did. Chewie, of course, didn't care. He shouldn't be throwing things at his son, especially when he was pregnant.

"At least tell me you know who the father is."

"I don't exactly get their names." Of course he didn't because he was too much like his father had been before Han had gotten dragged into the Rebellion and a set of twins that didn't even know they were twins at the start. Ben was too much like his father but at least Han hadn't ended up pregnant from his anonymous sex (and he was pretty sure hadn't gotten anyone else pregnant).

"Your mother is gonna' kill me," Han said as Chewie decided he couldn't stand it anymore and went to hug and comfort his nephew and tell him that everything was going to be alright.

"Of course everything's gonna' be alright for him. Leia's gonna' kill me not him." Which he might deserve. He should have kept a better eye on his son and not just brushed it all out of his mind with a 'Ben can take care of himself'. He was partially responsible for the mess so he should take the blame for it.

"We don't have to tell her," Ben replied and Chewie made an offended noise before Han had a chance to reply himself.

"Of course we're telling her. And you're gonna' stay with her until… I don't know." Leia would have the resources to make sure Ben and the kid were looked after. She'd know how to deal with it better then Han as well. She would make sure Ben and the kid were safe and content. After she had killed Han for letting it happen in the first place.

"You're not going to kick me out over this."

"Don't argue with me about this. I'm not kicking you out. This just ain't the life to raise a kid in." Han had always known that. He had given it up when Ben was born and despite the fact it had nearly driven him up the damned wall he would have done it again. He had only gone back once Ben was safely within Luke's tutelage. He came back and picked his son up a couple of years later after a distressed Holo from him. By that point Ben had been old enough for a smuggler's lifestyle. Had been old enough to decide to take it up. A newborn wouldn't be and it wouldn't be fair to try and force it on them.

Ben knew it as well so he could glare at his father all he wanted they both knew he would agree in the end. "You can tell her then."

Han went to argue but a glare from Chewie silenced him. He had a feeling until they dropped Ben off to Leia he'd be walking on eggshells from fear of a Wookie's wrath.

"Fine." Han stood and left the room. There was no point putting off the inevitable. Leia was going to kill him and he'd rather start the grovelling sooner rather than later. Maybe by the time they arrived to her she would have forgiven him (unlikely, he had a feeling this would be something he'd be being punished for for years). Then he could deal with the fact he was going to become a grandfather.

And then he could deal with the fact he was (partially) responsible for another Skywalker coming into existence. Hopefully the universe could survive them all and the crazy that seemed to follow them like a shadow.