Seeing You with a Child (Darth Vader)
Description: You hold a child. This causes both you and Vader to have thoughts about children.
Written with female reader in mind.
Oh, little one.
You truly know how to twist the knife, don’t you?
You had travelled with Vader to an Imperial colony for inspection. As you both exited the ship, the governor and his family stood to greet you. All stoic and serious, save for the toddler standing by the governor’s wife. She took one look at you and toddled over, making grabby hands as she went. When she stopped at your feet, she looked up at you with a toothy grin and made the gesture again, asking to be held.
“May I hold her?” You ask the governor’s wife.
“O-of course!” She stuttered out, flustered that of all times, now her daughter chooses to be friendly.
You reached down and lifted the toddler into your arms, bringing her so she was resting on your hip, instinctively sway back and forth as you held her. “Aren’t you a friendly little cutie?”
The governor after pausing his introduction for a moment to marvel at the fact that the paramour of Darth Vader was currently rocking his child, he continued.
Vader tried his best to pay attention to what the governor was saying, but found himself distracted as he watched you out of the corner of his eye. You were busy entertaining the child, whispering to her and smiling.
You looked happy. Beaming even. Like holding a child was second nature to you.
And that made Vader think thoughts. Thoughts he shouldn’t have because they would only cause pain.
Of a child that had a combination of both your features running around the palace, squealing with laughter as you chased after them. A little girl of your own.
A second chance at fatherhood.
Vader stopped himself before he fantasized further. That was a different man. A different life.
He brought his focus back to the present, just in time for the governor to announce that he would begin a tour of the imperial headquarters.
As the group made their way through the building, you stayed close the governor’s wife talking about her daughter’s development and what it was like raising a child on an imperial colony. All while still holding the little girl, who at this point was fast asleep in your arms.
“Do you have any children? You seem to be a natural with them.” She asked you.
“No. No children. Just us.” You politely smiled.
“Well I think you’d be a wonderful mother.” She smiled back.
You nodded your head and turned to look at Vader’s broad back in front of you.
What would raising a child even look like with Vader? Would he want a child? His life was so busy already. Adding a child to the mix seemed…unfair.
And then your thoughts wandered to a little toddler similar to the one sleeping in your arms, in the palace hanger running to greet Vader as he returned home. How he would kneel to the ground and present them with a little trinket from a planet he visited. You would smile a few feet away, watching as the child would embrace their father. And he in turn, would embrace them.
You were disturbed from your thoughts when the group came to a stop at what you realized was the shuttle that you and Vader arrived in. The tour had finished while you were busy daydreaming.
The governor and Vader exchanged farewells with Vader stating he would send a report to the Emperor regarding the progress of the colony. Meanwhile, you carefully handed the sleeping child back to her mother, attempting not to wake her. After that, you both made your way up the shuttle ramp and into the cockpit.
Vader took a seat in the pilots’s chair and you sat in the seat beside him. As he began piloting the ship from the dock, he broke the silence that fell between you.
“Your thoughts are quite loud.” He stated.
“Are they?” You asked feeling warmth spread to your cheeks in embarrassment.
“Indeed.” He replied.
“I’m sorry, I hope I didn’t distract you from your inspection.” You apologized, now worried about what thoughts he had heard.
“It did not interfere with my duties. There is no need to apologize. It was merely an observation.” He responded.
“I see.” You stated as you nodded your head in understanding.
As Vader steered the shuttle so it began its ascension into the atmosphere, another silence fell between you. A subject hanging overheard waiting to be addressed.
“I…was not aware you were so skilled with children.” Vader commented with what you assume was hesitancy in his monotone voice.
“It’s not so much skill, rather children are just easy to understand for me. And they seem to sense that.” You explained.
“You should be aware that it is probable that we cannot conceive a child.” Vader warned.
“I know.” You say softly.
“But if you wished it. I would do everything in my power to make it so.” Vader promised.
You felt a lump grow in your throat as tears grew in your eyes. You reached forward to hold Vader’s hand that was closest to you. Giving it a squeeze.
“Thank you.”
“Of course, little one.”
Author’s Note: Alright, this baby fever is getting out of hand. I actually teared up writing this one. I hope you all enjoyed this story and my other writings. Your likes, reblogs, and comments are the highlight of my day. Until next time!