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“Is Grogu back to sleep?” John asked as Din walked back into their room. He had felt badly that he hadn’t gone to help check on their son, but Din had promised him that he could handle it so he didn’t have to get dressed.
Jonesy had gotten all of the confirmation he needed when the Mandalorian himself draped himself over him once more.
A coy smirk rose to his lips as he leaned up to kiss him deeply. “You’re such a good dad, you know that?” he purred as he snaked his arms around his neck to pull him in closely, spreading his legs to frame Din’s hips with his knees. “How about someone takes care of you now?”











