#nikena

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✖ - Selfless Heroes

Who was the one to propose: It was probably Ayl’lil though Nikena probably burst out “Yes I will!” halfway through his big speech.

Who stressed more over wedding planning: Nikena stressed out over avoiding planning, does that count?

Who decorated the house: Ayl’lil put his Havoc Squad Heroes posters everywhere.

Who does the cooking: Pretty close split! Nikena knows a bit more about cooking though, so she’s usually helping Ayl’lil.

Who does the cleaning: Ayl’lil has had a pile of dirty robes that he left in the bathroom dumped on his head by Nikena more than once, in a gesture of ‘CLEAN UP ALREADY’.

Who is more organized: See above.

Who initiates bedroom fun: Nikena’s the bolder and does a lot of the initiating.

Who suggested kids first: Probably Ayl’lil I think?

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Truth: Nikena. What was your first impression of Ayl'lil

"Scrawny little peace jockey who needed some beefing up. And possibly a good big smooch on the lips."

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He had grown since she'd seen him last, he was taller and his eyes showed a greater understanding of the war. - Ayl'lil and Nikena

He was still her stupid, sweet, big-hearted Jedi. That much was obvous, Nikena could tell by the chocolates and roses and whatever he was wearing. She grabbed him by the front of his ridiculous shirt and pressed his lips against hers. "I missed you, you silly, silly... I missed you." She mumbled against his lips.

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Ayl'lil stood somewhat confused before Nikena. "what are you doing.." he asked cautiously.

"I am fixing this mother-kriffing... stupid.. damn it!" Nikena dropped the mangled remains of her comm unit on the table while Ayl'lil sat beside her, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder. "Bad day?" He sighed. 

"Worst day," Nikena grumbled, "My mom and her.. whatever.. are coming to visit."

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✿ - Ayl'lil and Nikena

He's an adorable softie, she can't help but think sometimes. A slightly too-hard tug at her hair makes Nikena wince and mutter a soft ouch, causing the Jedi to mumble an apology and kiss where he pulled too hard at the roots. 

Ayl'lil's been doing something to her hair for the last ten minutes and Nikena doesn't know what. It's approximately 9 minutes longer than she usually spends on her hair, and that's a generous estimate. She's worn her hair swept back into a ponytail since she starting running with the Balmorran resistance, before she even enlisted in the army, and the life of a soldier didn't really leave her any room to learn new styles. 

"Almost done," Ayl'lil assures her when she starts to wiggle. Nikena relents and stills again. The feeling of something being slipped into the braids he's made along either side of her head makes Nikena squirm once more, and hearing him laugh at her like she's some precocious child makes her want to swat him. Or kiss him. Or both.

When he's finished, Ayl'lil sits back to admire his work. Alderaanian wildflowers in her brown locks look as wondrous as he's pictured since he met her. The Jedi presses a kiss to his lover's temple. "Finished." He whispers in her ear, "Take a look." 

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Ayl'lil has pizza and crappy movies waiting for Nikena when she gets home

"Hey, I'm sorry I'm la-" Nikena stopped in the door of her living room, stunned by the setup in front of her. An elaborate construct of pillows and blankets and what looked like the comforter off of her bed covered the small room, in the middle of which sat her Jedi. Ayl'lil grinned proudly as he held up a pizza box. "From that place in the lower level you like. I, uh, thought you might need a pick-me-up."

Nikena dropped to her knees and crawled into the blanket fort, peppering Ayl'lil's face with kisses in that way that made his cheeks flush and nose crinkle. "You are absolutely, incredibly, wonderful, you perfect man." She sighed and gave him one last kiss on the nose. "Now did you remember-" Her smile grew wider when the Jedi held up a holomovie case. "Of course I did. Jungle Cannibals of Danthomir part IV?"

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Ayl'lil and Nikena. shrinking your muse’s favorite shirt in the wash

Storming a Sep stronghold housed inside an active volcano? No problem.

Demolishing Hammer Station? Cakewalk.

Taking down an Imp base in the dune sea with no backup? Too easy.

Telling your boyfriend that his Holobattle Heroes t-shirt is the size befitting a hand puppet?

...Well...

Not so easy.

"Nikki! I can't find my shirt with the rancor on it!"

"Haven't seen it, babe!" 

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Nogeco had considered having his scars healed over fully, until he found out Tezanna didn't mind them. He thought she'd hate them because of where he's come from, he's not from a noble family or anything.

Nikena's facial scarring is an afterthought for her now, but she dislikes having it pointed out to her, or having people ask questions about where it came from. She won't answer and usually says something rude in reply when questioned.