A Third Kanera2k17 Teaser
Guess who has written a fic for each of the three Kanera2k17 Round 1 prompts??
He turned his mind back to his most pressing troubles.
When he’d met her, he’d fallen for her voice. He’d fallen for her voice, but, honestly, it had been, at first, only sexual for him. She was attractive. Force, she was attractive. That had been the start of it. He’d let her drag him around Gorse, let her draw out those parts of him he thought he’d buried, because she was attractive. She’d been attractive and he’d been lustful. But then… she’d gotten under his skin. She was why he was here. She had inspired in him the spirit of rebellion he’d kept tampered down, she gave him courage to be the person he’d wanted to be, the person he thought he’d never be again.
The Jedi part of him whispered that the Force had pushed the two of them together. Hera was the Force’s way of getting him off his ass and back in the game.
He exhaled and let go of that thought.
The brawler part of his mind chastised him. Meditating might help him organise his mind, but it wouldn’t solve his problems for him.
He had to actually….face this problem.
He was in love with his captain.
Hera was beautiful, it was true. But she was also brave, and fearless, and ridiculously selfless to the point of being stupid. She was the best pilot he’d ever seen, and she was a leader, even if she let him take the role among their little group. And she was wise, and kind, and her eyes had a twinkle in them-
And he was in love with her.
The Jedi had never taught him about that.
It was bad. Attachment was bad. Attachment led to fear, fear to anger, anger to the Dark Side. That had been drilled into him from day one.