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Lo! The Tiniest of Canoes Has Sailed!
For @lilian-cho, who asked for Obi-Wan/Chirrut after we comment-chatted about the pairing. I hope it satisfies!
This fic, as far as I know, also checks off my personal writer’s goal of “Write a Pairing Nobody Else Has”
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Chirrut is convinced that Obi-Wan Kenobi’s attempt at holding to the old Jedi Code isn’t what’s best for Luke. Baze is convinced that Obi-Wan Kenobi is lonely. He sees an easy solution to both problems.
“You think he’s hot.” Baze said, confident.
Chirrut spluttered. “I do not think that stuck-up—”
“Bullshit. You come at me like you’re in heat after you spar with him. I know when I’m being used.”
“That doesn’t mean…fine. Yes. He’s an arrogant bastard but he’s a beautiful arrogant bastard.”
“You should seduce him. Bet he stops complaining about attachments if you’re the attachment.”
Featuring a very confused Obi-Wan, a very flirtatious Chirrut, and Chirrut and Obi-Wan shoveling huge amounts of sass at each other.
