A/N: requested by hans_husband - sorry this has taken so long, and sorry that the first part is very unfluffy, i'm not great at fluff
Warnings: ambiguous plot line, injuries, near death experiences, violence, this is not a warning but if you get confused reader is male,
Word count: 521
You groan, collapsing against the wall, leaving a bloody smear on the silver metal behind you. Luke stands in front of you, mesmerising as he blocks blasts with his lightsaber, and your vision swirls as you lose blood. You don't doubt that he's able to get himself out of here alive, but with you in this state, you're scared that he's putting his own life on the line in order to try and get you out of here. There are Stormtroopers everywhere, their grinning white helmets closing in on Luke, your Luke.
You can't have this.
'Luke,' you gasp. 'Luke, go without me.'
He glares at you over his shoulder. 'Never. Not without you.'
'Please,' you grimace through your pain. 'Just get yourself out of here. Don't worry about me.'
'How can I not worry about my boyfriend, who lies on the floor, bleeding out?'
'How can you not worry about yourself?' You counter.
'I'm in better condition than you are,' he says, in a tone that you cannot argue with. 'I will fight for you to get out of here as long as I can, love.'
Just then, there's a disturbance down the corridor, and you turn your head, your vision turning blurry at the movement. You glimpse an orange flight suit and the flash of a blaster bolt, and you relax a little. At this rate, you may not make it out, not with the mind shattering pain spearing through your side, but you rest assured that Luke will get out.
You'd rather you die than him. Any day.
Black closes over your head, and dimly you hear the rattle in your lungs, but then strong arms are scooping up your body. Forcing your eyes open one last time, you glimpse the panic in Luke's blue eyes before the darkness drags you under.
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You wake up slowly. The first thing you notice is the dull pain in your side - that means you're still alive. The second thing you notice is the fingers interlaced in your own.
Blinking your eyes open, you glance to the side. Luke is slumped in a chair, his lashes fluttering as he floats in a world of sleep, his blonde hair mussed and unkempt, as if he'd been sitting on this chair since you were taken out of the bacta tank. Silently, you thank the Maker that he's alive. A little worse for wear, yes, but still breathing, still with the beautiful, warm spark of life inside him.
As if he feels your eyes on him, he wakes, his blue ones settling on you. He doesn't say anything, but you see the unadulterated joy in his gaze as he gets up from the chair in one, swift movement and hurls himself at you - gently enough that your injured side isn't hurt. Wrapping your arms around him, you press your nose into his neck as he buries his face in your hair, his body trembling all over. Rubbing gentle circles on your back, you hold him tight as your healing wound allows.
'I'm here, Luke,' you whisper. 'I'm here now. I'm safe.'
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同人小说Includes: Anakin Skywalker, Cassian Andor, Kylo Ren, Darth Maul, Cad Bane, Rex, Would include the Mandalorian but I kind of already have a book on him ;) Also Star Wars obviously doesn't belong to me.
