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[it isn't a rude comment or some similar remark, which she's pleased about. Instead, his response--one she finds charming, in a way--earns him a gentle smile as she places her hands on his shoulders. Not to shove him this time, but because she has to do something with her hands, and this seems the most natural.]

If you leave one out for me to borrow, then I will.

[it was bad enough that she moved into his room on her own, she didn't want to start borrowing his clothing without his okay.]

You'd probably be able to find one faster than me at this point.

[is his teasing response to that as he lazily runs his hand up and down her back. probably imagining how much nicer it would feel to be running it under her shirt instead, if he's honest with himself, but at this point getting too excited would probably ruin the mood. relationships are hard.]

Now, don't you think it's about time we hit the bed?

[for now, at least, the mood is a very good one, and Leia has no intentions to stop Han from running his hand along her back.]

So long as I get the left side.

[she moves one of her hands to take hold of his hand, the one not on her back, tugging gently in the direction of the bed.]

I'll try the right side, but no promises.

[he turns the sheet and blanket back, one hand still curled in hers, and sits on the edge of the mattress.]

We get to share the blanket, right?

[Well if he's not going to get in first, Leia is happy to do so. She drops his hand in favor of climbing in between the blankets and scooting over to the side she picked out.]

Of course. I'm sure it's big enough for both of us. Now, are you getting in?

[he snorts and rolls the rest of the way onto the bed, somehow managing to make it look more natural than goofy. once he's properly on the thing, though, he ignores his side in favor of scooting closer to leia. like, surely she won't object to a little touching? that should be assumed if they're going to share. he's not crowding her out or anything, but he is lying basically right next to her when they could easily manage a foot or so between them if they wanted. he drapes one of his arms across her stomach, testing the waters.]

Right, this ain't so bad. Plenty of room.

[It's clear that Leia doesn't mind a little touching in the least. She expected Han to continue touching her in some way, and she's glad she wasn't proven wrong on this.

Leia shifts ever so slightly closer--since it's hard to get much closer than they already are--and places a lingering kiss on his lips. It's payback for his earlier kiss that she wasn't able to respond to before he marched off. And so, she pulls back from the kiss to settle herself against his shoulder, sighing contentedly once she's comfortable.]

This is nice.

[he leans into the kiss, feeling a bit like a smooth operator even though leia was the one that started it. he strokes her side, as that happens to be where his hand ended up, feeling a little bit thrilled and overall quite content with this arrangement. it's not quite...you know...what he probably imagined they would get up to the first time they shared a bed, but he'd rather slow roll it than end up banished to the couch or slapped or something.]

Nice, yeah. [and of course, despite the small thrill that comes with being in close contact with his girl, he is a little tired. tired enough to sleep, once he gets over the novelty of being curled up with her.] I think I could get used to it.

[His assessment manages to get a small soft laugh out of Leia, just because of how almost nonchalant it comes off. She doesn't bother to lift her head from where she's resting before speaking, since she's too comfortable where she currently is.]

I hope you're more sure than that. I don't plan on going anywhere else.

[he scoffs, an action that probably tickles the top of her head, mostly try and come off as more casual at that statement. it will never, ever, ever get old hearing her tell him she wants to stay with him forever.]

Guess I better get used to it quick then, huh?

[it's still different and new, being this openly affectionate with Han, even when it's just the two of them. It's still exciting and Leia simultaneously feels hyper aware of everything and also perfectly content and comfortable and relaxed lying this close with him. Everything from his arm around her to the way his breathing tickles the top of her head while lying like this feels perfect and right.]

I'm sure you'll adapt just fine.

[because even with the hyper aware newness of it all, Leia is pretty sure she's already used to this. But that said--]

But you'll tell me if anything bothers you, won't you?

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