haveyourmoments | (no subject)

“Lucky for you, I’m alllll yours,” I smile. “No matter what.”

I realise how lucky I am, in that moment, and I kiss her sweetly before we move along lest someone else see us.

“Don’t worry,” I laugh, sensing his nerves. “This whole wing is mine.

"This... whole... wing?" I ask, eyes going wide.

“Yes, baby,” I laugh softly, cupping his cheek and shutting his dropped jaw. “I am a princess.”

“Well, yeah, inside and out but I still wasn’t expecting… all this,” I say.

“Come on, I’ll let you meet my droids,” I grin, pulling him along with me as I go.

“Droids don’t usually like me…” I say, but I’m being pulled along anyway.

“Oh no, well, if L0-LA doesn’t like you, then it’s over,” I say playfully, swinging his hand.

“Don’t break my heart,” I say. “Don’t break my heart, Princess.”

“I would never,” I say, lifting his hand to kiss his knuckles sweetly. “She’ll love you, promise.”

“I sure hope so,” I say, shifting my hand to cup her cheek before we continue on to find the droid.

It isn’t too much longer until I hear the familiar noises of my droids, C-3PO and R2-D2 arguing over something as L0-LA flies around the corner and into my hand, chirping happily.

It’s a little overwhelming, so I focus on L0-LA who is very cute and suits Leia perfectly. Lola and Leia, I smile to myself. “She seems happy to see you.”

“She’s - she’s my best friend,” I say, blushing with embarrassment as I realize how pathetic that might sound.

“Good,” I say, in spite of the pang of jealousy. “You deserve a good friend.”

The little droid chirps proudly before flying up to inspect Han carefully, and I try to hide my grin.

“Hey there,” I say to the droid, feeling oddly self-conscious.

She chirps and flutters her wings, looking him all over curiously. Eventually she turns back to me and lands in my hand, talking excitedly.

“Do I pass the test?” I ask, more than a little nervous despite my cool exterior.

“She thinks you’re cute,” I say with a laugh as L0-LA nods enthusiastically.

“Well, wow, considered me honoured. The first time a droid’s called me cute…” I smile. “Thank you, L0-LA.”

She chirps back a “you’re welcome” and I tell her she can power down for the night. “Are you ready for bed? I’m sure they’ve found you some clothes to change into…”

“I’m ready for bed,” I answer with a nod, after watching the little droid whir off to her own bed for the night. I turn back to Leia: “Do you - am I allowed in your room?”

“Probably not, but we’ll sneak you into another room in the morning,” I smile, pulling him towards my giant, fluffy bed.