Phaslo and who says the l word first (if at all)
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She suspects he might be asleep by thistime, when her shift is over, but she has to see him, has to hold him.Seventeen days. They spent seventeen days apart, with Kylo being several starsystems away for a secret mission. Captain Phasma has never felt concern and longingfor someone until the knight left for whatever reason Leader Snoke ordered himto go. Her daily routine helped her distract her thoughts, though it got harderas the number of the days grew.
He arrived in the middle of the day,but her tight schedule didn’t allow the captain to stop even for a few minutes.She felt his gaze while she was training with her troops, she caught a glimpseof his black form as he passed the corridor, she heard Hux talking about Renbeing back “to bring disorder into the Order again”, but these short momentsonly lifted the heavy weight of constant worry from her soul, assuring her ofhis safe return, though they didn’t soothe her desire to touch, to hold, tokiss the knight. Her knight. It’s onekind of apart to be on the same planet (or star destroyer) but in anotherplace, and a painfully different one to have hundreds of star years separatingyou from someone you…
If she doesn’t go and see him now,another shift starts in the morning and they have to wait till the evening forwhen they can finally reunite. No, she has to see him now.
His room is dark as she enters, onlythe white of his sheets reflects the starlight coming in through the narrowwindow. He must have been really exhausted because he’s sleeping soundly undera thin blanket, which loosely covers him from the waist down. A warm smile gracesthe captain’s face as she sits beside him on the bed. She’s always wondered howsomeone with such pale skin could have hair so black. She doesn’t want todisturb his sleep, but she cannot nottouch him so she caresses his brow, gently sweeping his hair back. A suddendeep inhale stills her hand, and then with a peaceful sigh he wraps his armsaround her, settling his head in her lap.
“I missed you, too.” He smells likecleanliness and fresh bedding, his deep voice makes her heart flutter, hisembrace feels like home. She knows it then what she’s been feeling for sometime now. She can never say it, can she? It’s a weakness that would make themboth exposed to exploitation. A flaw, which the enemy can use to gain leverage.But if she already feels it, then what’s the point in not saying it? She cannot“unfeel” it. Maybe she can say itonce, and then never say it again. Yes, like a sweet dream which you can hardlyrecall in the morning, but you know it was good. But what if he doesn’t feelthe same?
As if sensing her inner battle, hesits up and cups her face. His dark eyes are smiling as he caresses her gentleskin. She knows she’s not Force-sensitive but maybe he is strong enough to makeher feel the Force. His Force. She’s sure she is feeling something now, aconnection, a bond between them.
“I love you.” He says with a sweetsmile and she wants to kiss that smile away because she wanted to say it, but she’s also overjoyed for she’s loved.Their foreheads touch as she leans closer.
“I love you, too.” It’s a whisper,but it feels right and she’s never felt happier.
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