ANH SCENE

Luke followed Ben and the Wookiee that was leading them towards the dirt pit that was Docking Bay 94. He couldn't help but contain his excitement at seeing a ship that the smuggler from the cantina had boasted about. But when he walked inside, the ship he saw disappointed him drastically.

"What a piece of junk!" He exclaimed, barely catching the amused look from Ben beside him.

Han Solo heard the youthful voice talking smack about his ship and growled under his breath, sticking his head down the ramp and pausing. The boy truly was good-looking, same as he had been in the dim lighting of the Mos Eisley Cantina, albeit a bit whiny at times.

Again though, adorable. Those blonde locks, those bright, innocent blue eyes, and the cheeky smile. The boy was too young to know that 10,000 credits was a perfectly reasonable amount, especially when dealing with a smuggler.

And now Han was getting 17,000! That old man must surely be desperate for a price like that. Not like Han was going to say no to any deal of course. He was kind of in crippling debt to a crime lord. Chewie's growling suddenly snapped him out of his thoughts. He cleared his throat.

"She'll make point five beyond light speed. She may not look like much, but she's got it where it counts, kid. I've added some special modifications myself." Han said with a prideful smirk.

Luke scratched his head, not really believing the statement. The smuggler, Han as he had said, seemed to believe his ship was precious no matter what anyone told him. And Luke had seen the man eyeing him at the cantina. Was it possible he harbored the same feelings he did? He blushed at the thought. He hadn't really meant to insult the ship, he had just been expecting something...better.

"We're a little rushed, so if you'll hurry aboard we'll get out of here." Han said, turning away so the heat on his face wasn't visible. Jeez, all that kid ever did was stare.

The boy and the old man moved forward in response, all too anxious to get off Tatooine. And let's not forget those two annoying droids of theirs of course.

Han waited for all the passengers to get aboard, staring a bit longer at the boy's retreating back...wait, what was the kid's name? Had he even asked? Stars, he was dull.

All these thoughts consumed him so much that he almost didn't notice the Imperial Stormtroopers beginning to fire on him. He swore, fumbling for his blaster and shouting for Chewie to get them out of there.

When he entered his ship, half stumbling up the railing, he brushed past the kid and quickly into the pilot chair. Not wasting a moment, he pulled the freighter into the air and shot off into space, not at all surprised to find a Star Destroyer waiting in the planet's orbit.

The kid immediately began to backseat drive, shouting unhelpful things, and Han fought a smirk. He slapped the small hand away from the man controls once or twice, snarky comments that he wouldn't remember later on leaving his lips in a rush.

The boy shut his mouth after awhile, looking like a grumbling, pouting toddler who'd been told off by an adult. Once Han finally got them into hyperspace, he let loose a long sigh of relief, stealing another glance at his passenger.

His blue eyes were wide in awe and curiosity...this obviously being his first time in space, let alone hyperspace. Another smile pulled at the corners of Han's mouth and he watched as the old man finally took Luke into the back, talking some sort of nonsense about the Force.

Chewie growled at him and he waved him off, staring off into the blue of hyperspace and sitting lost in thought, all his previous thoughts about how much he was going to be paid in order to satisfy Jabba fading away.

Maybe he'd keep this kid around longer than he intended...

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A/N

Short and sweet! Ugh, I love these two.

I recently found and bought the original trilogy on original VHS copy so I rewatched ANH recently and boom, this gold.

Gotta love these two gay space nerds. XD

*space hugs*

May the Force be with you,

- lucky_ducky_123