#kiss me goodnight Jango I love you too

[what-i-meant-to-say]

fic in progress... baby, you're safe now and you CAN tell her. Whatever it is. She's ride or die with you and her word is solid. For you, it's titanium.

You can tell me, Boba. Whatever it is.

Felt good to sit back and keep his eyes shut. Safer in there with just himself. If Fennec left now it wouldn’t be any different from before. Nothin’ to be scared of. Same as if she never said she was ride with him. He could go back to bein’ alone, easy. Alone till he died. Probably wouldn’t be too much longer anyway now, bein’ something’s not right with you, bein’ broken.

[anaklnky]

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jango fett x gn!reader

warnings: none, just pure fluff :)

a/n: eee this is gonna be cute a fluffy!! this fic is also gender neutral! i hope you enjoy 🥰

jango was fast alseep. it was well into the night, outside of slave I was a misty night sky, with small glimmering dots blinking down on ship. they had landed slave I on a planet somewhere on the mid rim. the two had both been on the hunt for a bounty and had just turned them in, after what seemed like months, they both agreed that they should take a weeks break.

jango had his muscular arms wrapped protectively around y/n’s body, pulling them close to his chest. although jango had them in a tight grasp, there was still room so that y/n look up at him.

his eyelashes lay delicately on his cheeks, as his nose twitched during his slumber. y/n giggled softly at the cute gesture. their small giggle made him move. he brought y/n closer if that was even possible and hid his face snuggly in the corner of y/n’s neck, his soft breaths tickling the skin of their neck, making their toes curl and wriggle.

y/n continued on to wrap their arms around jango’s shoulders, running their fingers through his dark, curly hair. y/n loved his curls. they loved how his curls shaped his handsome face and whenever they went on a hunt for a bounty that lasted longer than anticipated, his curls would always grow longer, sitting just above his eyebrows.

y/n looked down at jango’s features and noticed his tense frown that had etched its way onto his face during his sleep. perhaps a nightmare? either way, with a delicate motion, y/n run their index finger down the bridge of his nose. the frown that was once stone cold, turned into a warm relaxed smile. y/n felt calm that their love was now at peace in his sleep. leaning down, y/n placed a chaste kiss on jango’s forehead.

when they leaned back up, jango’s chocolatey eyes fluttered open. the silver moonlight that shone through the small windows of slave I made the shimmers of gold in his eyes flicker ever so slightly.

“i’m sorry,” y/n mumbled. “i didn’t mean to wake you, my love.” they traced jango’s temple with their fingers, around to the side of his head, to lay their hand across his cheek, rubbing their thumb lovingly over his cheekbone.

“mmm, s’ok cyar’ika,” jango yawned. “if it’s waking up to you, then it would have been worth it.” he closed his eyes briefly, before sitting up to lay his head on y/n’s stomach, his hand laid splayed on their side.

“you have grown soft, jango fett.” y/n laid their head back on the pillow, staring up at the ceiling of slave I.

“you have made me soft, y/n fett.” jango lifted his head up and rested his chin on y/n’s tummy.

“hmm i love it when you call me that...” y/n dwelled, smiling down at their husband.

“ni kar'tayl gar darasuum.” jango placed a light kiss to y/n’s t-shirt covered stomach.

“i love you too.” y/n hummed.

“go back to sleep now, cyar’ika,” jango pulled the blanket further over his body, as he wrapped himself around y/n, engulfing them from the cold. “we can talk more in the morning.” he buried his face carefully into y/n’s tummy, breathing their scent in.

y/n’s scent always made jango feel at home. their scent was always a sign that he was home, with the one he loved so much. there was no place like home than having y/n in his arms.

“yes, my love,” y/n brought their arms around jango’s shoulders once again, with one hand placed tenderly in his curls. “goodnight jango.”

“goodnight y/n.”

the two feel asleep, for the morning to arise in a few hours..

•••••••••

the mallow sun had risen and was beaming through the windows of slave I, blends of yellows, oranges and reds reflected off of the thick glass.

y/n’s e/c orbs slowly opened to see the welcoming light display, but also saw that jango was no longer asleep beside them. which could only mean one thing.

y/n got up from the cot and stretched out, yawning with their hands raised above their head. once fully stretched and comfortable, y/n picked up the steel blue blanket that laid on the cot in a mess and wrapped it around their shoulders, like a cape.

y/n walked out of the shared sleeping quarters and tiredly stepped down the few steps that lead to the lower cockpit. where they found him.

jango wore lose black bottoms and a steel blue shirt, that was also lose on his broard shoulders. y/n walked up behind him and wrapped their arms around his waist, bringing the blanket around him, too.

“hmm good morning, cyar’ika.” jango sighed, lacing his finger with theirs.

“good morning.” y/n leant on jango’s shoulder, then placed a sweet kiss to his shoulder blade.

jango leaned his head back far enough it rested on top of y/n’s.

jango liked moments like this with his soul mate, his partner. just basking in each others warmth and love, it’s what made him happiest.

“any plans for today, my love?” y/n asked, their voice muffled by jango’s shoulder.

“my plans are to hold you close and show you how much i love you, cyar’ika.” jango replied, picking his head up, and turning around to face y/n. his hands left theirs, and came to rest upon their blanket clad shoulders.

“that does sound like a good idea, mr fett.” y/n gleamed up at their lover.

“hmm it does,” jango drew his hands up their shoulders, past their neck and came to cup their cheeks. “doesn’t it.”

“mmhmm.” y/n hummed in response, before jango leant down to swoop them up in his arms. y/n chuckled at his actions.

jango painted y/n’s face with kisses, leaving them red faced and giggling.

he walked up the few steps that lead to their shared sleeping quarters, then placing y/n back onto the cot before falling down above them, resting on his elbows.

jango stared down at y/n, his golden eyes focusing on their features.

“what?” y/n smiled up at him.

“nothing, cyar’ika,” jango shook his head. “just admiring how wonderful you look.”

y/n tilted their head to side, looking deeply into jango’s eyes.

“maker jango, you are so handsome, my love.” y/n replied, bringing a hand up to his cheek and keeping it there for a second, before bring it to his chest. jango copied the action and pushed a slither of hair out of y/n’s face and resting his hand at their side.

“and now my plans for the day have begun.” jango breathed out.

“being?”

“showing my lover how much i love them.” he smiled. rolling onto his back and bringing y/n with him, so that they laid on top of him.

“oh how lucky i am.” y/n let out a content sigh.

“as am i, cyar’ika,” jango leaned up a tad and captured y/n’s lips with his. “just being with you for a second makes me feel like the luckiest man alive.”

“surely i am the lucky one,” y/n argued lovingly. “having someone so caring and gentle to love and hold like you. i am the lucky one.”

“if only you could hear my thoughts at night, cyar’ika, would you know the words i would use to describe you.” jango muttered.

“better be good words i hope, fett.” y/n smirked.

they moved on top of jango to rest their head on his chest.

“all good, cyar’ika, i can truthfully say.” jango brough his hands around y/n’s frame and placed his chin on top of their head.

“i’m glad.” y/n sighed, snuggling further into jango.

“ni kar'tayl gar darasuum. with my whole being.”

“and ni kar'tayl gar darasuum. nothing can get in my way of doing so, jango.”

y/n held jango’s face in their hands and kissed him. the kiss was gentle, but it held so much passion and love. jango could feel y/n’s light breaths on his top lip as he took the crown of their head in his palm. y/n then pulled away and continued to snuggle on top of jango in the cot.

jango pulled the blanket from his side and laid it across y/n’s shoulders, making sure to keep them warm.

as the day went on, the two laid in the cot in each others embrace all the while soft words of passion were exchanged between them, as well as quick kisses and keldabe kisses, too...

[loridrabbles]

United (Jango Fett x Reader) Part 2/?

Read part one: Here

Part 2 of a series highlighting your relationship with Jango over time.

Things with you and Jango had been going really well. Your second date was incredible and so were the next 12. The two of you could talk for hours and it felt like you had known eachother for years. Sometimes the two of you would just sit in silence, but it was completely and utterly enjoyable just to be able to spend time together.

You talked about the clone wars and how you both shared similar opinions on the clones. He doesn't regret agreeing to being the template, but he doesn't fully agree with how they are used and treated. You shared that you thought they should have more civil rights.

"I don't like to say that I did it for the money, which IS nice, but I did it for the life." He said, leaning back against the park bench you were sitting on. You had been talking as you watched the sunset.

"What do you mean?" You asked putting your elbow on the back of the bench and leaning your head on your hand.

"They gave me a place to live. Quiet. Not ideal. But no one knows where I am. I get to settle down in peace when it comes time." He fiddled with the cuff on his sleeve. "I guess I haven't been completely honest with you. Well not dishonest, but theres something really important I should tell you." He was silent. You took his hand in yours to stop him from fidgeting.

"What is it." You said.

"I have a son. Part of the payment was that I would receive an unmodified clone. He's 4 now."

"Really? I never guessed you'd be the father type." You giggled. "That's really nice. What's his name?"

"Boba." He looked at you smiling, relieved that you weren't upset.

"I'd like for you to meet him. But...I haven't told him about you yet."

"How do you think he'd take it?"

"I don't know. Sometimes he asks why he doesn't have a mother. N-not that I'd expect you to be o-or marry me right now. I mean we've only been seeing eachother a few weeks." He panicked, realized what he said. "Anyways.. I think he's a little too young to understand why he only has one parent."

"Maybe in a few years. I WOULD really like to meet him. If he's anything like you I'm sure the world has been blessed." You said playfully, kissing him on the cheek.

"Why don't you come by tomorrow? Before we go out."

"Ok. I can't wait."

"Come on. I'll walk you to your ship." He said, standing up, extending his hand to you. While walking, you rambled about the next day, and he told you a little more about his son.

"See you tomorrow, love." He said giving you a kiss. "Have a good night."

"You too. I love you."

"I love you too."

It was late into the night by the time Jango returned home. MU-12 was tirelessly trying to get Boba into bed. He sat by the window in his pajamas.

"Boba. It's time for bed. It's very late." The droid said.

"Daddy said he would be home. I want to wait until he comes home."

"He may not be home for a few more hours. Please, come on to bed before your father sells me." MU-12 insisted.

"Giving her trouble again, son?" Jango said, walking into his apartment, setting his things down.

"Daddy!" Boba said, jumping into his arms.

"You can shut down for the night." He said to his droid.

"Thank you, master."

"Now, Boba. I don't care how long you have to wait for me. Get it bed when MU-12 tells you to."

"But da-"

"Boba."

"Yes, daddy." Boba said, sighing.

"Come on. I need to talk to you about something." He said, walking him to the couch and sitting down.

"Are you leaving again?"

"No. I haven't taken any jobs the last week or so."

"Them where have you been going?" He asked, sitting on his dad's lap.

"Well that's what I want to talk to you about." He didn't know how put things. "I've been seeing someone. A girl. Her name is (y/n). She's very nice, and pretty, and I really like her."

"Is she like your best friend?"

"No." He laughed. "I like her. A lot. Well, Boba, I love her. I want her to be around a long time. Remember when you asked me why you don't have a mother?"

"Yeah."

"Well I.....you know how you said you with you could have a mother."

"Did MU-12 tell you that?" Boba asked scowling. Jango laughed at how cute he looked when he gets upset.

"Yes she did."

"I remember."

"Well...sometimes I wish I had a wife. And I haven't been seeing her for all that long, but I'm hoping it ends up being her. She's coming here tomorrow to meet you."

"Really?" Boba asked. "Do you think she'll like me?"

"I know she will." Jango said, happy that his son was taking things so well. "Now, get to bed. We both have a big day tomorrow."

"Ok, daddy. Goodnight." He said, jumping off his lap, rubbing his eyes.

"Good night, son." He gave him a kiss goodnight on the forehead and leaned back on the couch thinking. Everything was going so well. He hoped it would last forever.