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[haveyourmoments]

I’m on my way to Jabba’s palace on Tatooine, dressed in a godforsaken dead bounty hunter’s suit, complete with a stifling mask that makes me feel like I might actually faint. Or maybe that’s just the smell of old alcohol that came with the suit. At any rate, I’m petrified, not at all convinced that Han has survived the carbon freezing, especially not after all this time.

I walk inside the palace, my fingertips grazing over the thermal detenator in my pocket, holding Chewie’s leash with my other hand, and thinking that at least if Han is dead, I can wind up with him in the end.

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[going_solo]

I stroke her cheeks as we kiss before pulling back and resting my head against hers.

[haveyourmoments]

I close my eyes sleepily, leaning into him with nothing but relief and trust. “I love you so much…”

[going_solo]

“I love you,” I say with the same relief and trust I can feel radiating off of her. “Now rest for me.”

[haveyourmoments]

“Only if you rest, too,” I say, as if I have any choice other than to fall asleep, safe and warm in his arms.

[going_solo]

“If you insist, Princess,” I say, laying down and taking her into my arms.

[haveyourmoments]

“Maybe, when I’m feeling a little bit better, we can take a trip. A…vacation.”

[going_solo]

“I’ve never been on a vacation,” I say earnestly.

[haveyourmoments]

“Then it’s settled,” I murmur, because there’s no way we’re not going now, not when he sounds so hopeful and … young. “We’ll go wherever you want.”

[going_solo]

“And where I’m not wanted,” I say sheepishly.

[haveyourmoments]

“What do you mean?” I ask him, confused.

[going_solo]

“Just, uh, that I’m not welcome on every planet…”

[haveyourmoments]

“Their loss,” I say with a soft laugh. “We’ll pick somewhere that doesn’t end with us hiding in the Falcon’s smuggling compartments.”

[going_solo]

“You don’t want to get down in my smuggling departments?” I tease.

[haveyourmoments]

“I’m pretty sure it’s you who likes to get in my smuggling compartment,” I say primly.

[going_solo]

“Princess Organa, well I never,” I scoff.

[haveyourmoments]

“I’m sorry, have I offended your sensibilities, General Solo?” I ask, batting my eyelashes innocently.

[going_solo]

“The only thing offending me is the fact I’m not kissing you right now,” I say, before breaking the space between us and kissing her again.

[haveyourmoments]

I laugh softly as I throw my arms around his neck, kissing him back, not sure how he can make me feel so good all the time.

[going_solo]

We kiss until I worry she might actually be breathless and then I pull back and hug her close.

[haveyourmoments]

“I’m okay,” I assure him with a soft smile, knowing how ingrained his worry reflex is these days. “I’m better than okay. I’m happy.”

[going_solo]

“You happy is all I ever want,” I tell her. “You know that, right? I don’t have much but I’d give it up to make you smile.”

[haveyourmoments]

“I know,” I smile at him confidently. “And you are everything I need.”

[going_solo]

I nuzzle her, then, relieved she’s in this strange place I call home now.