I just read this fic called “secondhand high” by nightwideopen on ao3 (please go read it 😉) It was a dincobb fic and it has me in a diabolical chokehold. Do you think you could do something similar with male reader in place of Cobb?
Pairing: Din Djarin x Male!Reader
Warnings: Smoking?
Content: Touch starved!Din, Fluff, Din being generally soft
I absolutely LOVED this fic. Space stoner Cobb has me barking like a dog 🐕Thank you for THIS request 🧎♂️
First Time for Everything
You had been almost giddy when Cobb had handed you a pack of cigarras. You hadn’t had time to smoke after joining the Mandalorian as his partner and mechanic. Din saw you beaming like the suns, watching you walk back to the small hut the both of you were sharing while on Tatooine. The good Marshal had allowed you to stay in Freetown for as long as you wanted as long as you were okay with sharing.
“What are you so happy about?”
Din kept his tone light. You held up the pack and shook it.
“Got my hands on these.”
You moved through the hut to the back porch while Din followed. You sat back in one of the chairs, laying your head against the wall, and turned your attention to the setting suns. He had already taken off most of his armour, leaving him in his under armour and his helmet. He sat down in the chair next to you and watched as well, only looking away when he heard you digging through the bag.
“Where did you even get those?”
He asked you.
“Our favourite lanky Marshal just happened to come across a few of these. He also just so happened to be in the sharing mood.”
You used to live on Tatooine a while back and you've smoked with Cobb a few times. A lazy smile found its way back onto your face thinking back on fond memories.
“You want one?”
You offered a cigarra to the Mando next to you.
“I can’t really um-”
He cut himself off and awkwardly pointed back towards his helmet. You felt like an idiot.
“Oh shit right. I’m sorry.”
He shook his head and chuckled, the awkwardness dissipating quickly. You retracted your hand and moved your attention back towards the suns. You rifled through your pocket and pulled out your lighter. You place the cigarra into your mouth and light it. Din watches carefully. He watches your fingers as they wrap around the cigarra. He watches your chest rise as you take a long drag. He notices that you turn your head away when you exhale, making sure you blow it away from him.
The way your body relaxes make him want to take the ciggara from your lips and replace it with himself. The light from the suns made you glow. You looked almost angelic. Rugged and handsome in the setting suns. Once you finished and put it out, you noticed him looking at you and turned your head.
“What’s going on inside that head of yours, Mando?”
Your voice cut through his thoughts, snapping him back to reality.
“You could have one, I have no problem sharing. I could step inside.”
He appreciated the gesture.
“I would but-”
He cut himself off once again.
“I’ve never actually smoked anything before.”
He looked away, not wanting to face you while you made fun of him. But you didn’t. You hummed quietly and thought for a second.
“I could help you if you want.”
He turned back to you, surprised.
“I can’t take my helmet off.”
You nod.
“I could close my eyes or we could find a blindfold. You don’t have to obviously, but if you do, I have no problem helping you out.”
Din didn’t know how you would help but the way you were smiling at him made him not care quite as much.
“Alright.”
He nodded, feeling a bit of anxiousness nibble on the very back of his consciousness.
“It’s alright Din, you don’t have to.”
You reminded him, sensing the nervousness in his posture, as you got up to search for something to use as a blindfold.
“No, I want to.”
Seemingly satisfied with his answer, you head back into the hut. You finally find a good piece of cloth to cover your eyes and walk back outside. Din was still sitting, stiff in his chair. You brush your hand on his shoulder as you move next to him.
“Hey, relax. It’s alright.”
You saw him visibly release the tension that was sitting tight in his shoulders, his back hunching slightly. You didn’t sit in the chair, instead you moved it away from the wall and sat down on the wood of the porch. You motioned for Din to do the same. Once he was sitting next to you, you shifted so that you were cross-legged in front of him.
You pulled out another cigarra from the pack and lit it. You grabbed Din’s hand and placed it in his grasp. You pick the cloth back up and tie it tightly around the back of your head. You hold your hand out and he gives the stick back to you. You listen to the slight rustle as he takes his helmet off and places it on the wood next to him.
“Ready?”
You ask him. You were actually a bit excited. You’ve had a weird thing going on with Din for a while. This was the farthest you’ve ever gotten with the Mandalorian.
“I’m not really sure what to do.”
He admits quietly, his voice no longer filtered by the modulator.
“That’s alright.”
A soft smile slid onto your face.
“Just take a deep breath, okay?”
You kept your voice quiet, not wanting to sound forceful or startling.
“Okay.”
Din watches as you bring the cigarra to your lips and take a long drag. His hands shake slightly as he watches you bring a hand up to his cheek and pull him closer. Deep breath. Deep breath. Deep breath. He reminds himself over and over as you lean in. You start exhaling slowly as Din breathes in. His chest is buzzing and his mind is swimming and he’s almost positive it’s not due to the weed. He feels like his whole face is vibrating. Once you start to pull away, he breathes out. It was a lot easier than he thought it was going to be, only coughing slightly.
“You okay Mando?”
You move your hand down to his shoulder. Din’s mind went almost completely blank. The only thing he could think of was how close you had been.
“Can you do that again?”
He asked as soon as the words left your mouth. You looked surprised for a split second before giving him an answer.
“Of course.”
You, once again, took a long drag and ran your hand back up to his face. Only this time, Din did the same. He put both of his hands on either side of your face and pulled you in. His eagerness caused a warmth to radiate up your spine. He pulled you in much closer than before, your lips brushing slightly, almost making you forget to breathe out. But you did. You felt Din breathe out and he didn’t cough this time. Before you could lean back, he closed the distance in between you.
His lips were soft on yours and his hands were brushing across your face. Your cheeks felt hot and you could focus on nothing but the man in front of you. You licked his bottom lip, asking for permission. He opened his mouth and you explored it eagerly. He was the first to pull back, not stopping you as you nibbled down his neck and under his jaw. You revelled in the whine he gave once you pulled away. You both were breathing heavily and his hands were still on your chest. You realised that he was pretty much in your lap.
“What do you think, Din?”
You asked him before bringing the cigarra back to your mouth. He hummed and you felt his eyes on you as you breathed out. He watched the smoke leave your lips as he caught his breath.
“One more.”
Was all he said when you moved to put the cigarra out. You laughed and obliged. This time, he took it from you. You listened to him inhale and felt as his hands ran up your chest and onto your face once again. You opened your mouth and inhaled. His lips were on yours once again and you breathed out of your nose. Din put the cigarra out and climbed fully into your lap. The rest of the night was full of intermittent make-out sessions and teasing.
The next day you walked into the cantina, Cobb saw your laidback posture and waved you over. Once you got closer, he saw the hickies and small bites on your neck. He tossed his head back and laughed at your goofy smile.
“What the hell happened to you? I’ve never seen weed do that before.”
He nudged you with his elbow and ordered you a drink.
“Can’t thank you enough. I gotta drop by here more often.”
You thanked him and took a sip of the drink.
“Well, you and your Mandalorian are always welcome in Freetown, partner.”
Cobb winked, clasped you on the back, and moved to go talk to the other patrons. Your Mandalorian. You could get used to that.
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