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orderofthefanfic · 8 years ago

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Because I Love You

A lovely request from @milleniumxhan “ I legit can’t remember my request I’m sorryyy! But here’s another one? Lololol sorrryyyy! Ummm so a Han Solo x reader where you get hurt and he’s hella protective over you and you’re like “I can take care of myself” and yeah but then he like confesses his love for you and you’re astonished cause he actually is worried about loosing you when you didn’t think he cared about u. And then you kiss and chewie walks in and it’s rlly fluffy and yah! Sorry again! ” I hope you like it!! I haven’t really written in a while so i hope it isn’t bad. Feedback and respective criticism would be greatly appreciated and helps me grow as a writer! And it makes me happy :) Enjoy!

The brunette standing in front of you irritated you to no end. He was always on your nerves, making sly comments, stupid jokes, and worst of all, underestimating you. You wondered why he stuck around you. Always talking you back into rejoining him, flying around in that piece of junk ship he refused to get rid of. He was a complete and utter jerk, and you couldn’t stand it. So when the sirens went off in the base and pilots began to rush to their respective fighters, you made it quickly through the crowd, doing your best to avoid the oaf. It wasn’t that you didn’t like him, no. But exactly the opposite. You harbored a small crush for the scoundrel, and it made you livid. He was an idiot. An immature, selfish, over-confident dick. You didn’t know why you liked him. Until he looked at you, that is. The minute his face was in view, that tiny little flame for him inside of you licked to life. He was adorable. Shame such a pretty face was wasted on such a ginormous blockhead. You huffed aloud, finally reaching your ship. You lowered the boarding ramp, walking up it and striding into the cockpit, flipping switches and pressing buttons, firing up the engines, and preparing to take off. You turned on the communicators, the speaker crackling to life with the panicked chatter of pilots talking back and forth as the Alliance geared up to fight. You were in the air before you could think about what you were doing, guns blazing as you took down Imperial ships left and right. ”(Y/n)? (Y/n), come in.” Hearing the voice of the man that could raise your blood pressure by the mere mention of his name calling out to you, startled you slightly, catching you off guard and causing you to nearly crash directly into a tie fighter, narrowly avoiding it with a swift jerk to the left. “What, Han?!” You snapped at him, frustrated that he would bother you in the middle of a battle. He was quick to reply, disbelief and anger evident in his voice, “What the hell are you doing? Are you crazy?” “What do you mean what am I doing? I’m fighting the Empire, what do you think?” You were already done with the man. He must think you were just some helpless little girl. You’d fought before and you were damn good at. You weren’t just going to sit by while the base was under attack. Swerving to miss another fighter, blasting them to bits just milliseconds afterwards with precise aim, you waited for Solo to respond. “You’re gonna get yourself killed, you can’t fight off all these ships!” You whipped your head towards the communicator, a disbelieving look on your face. Are you kidding me? He really thinks I’m that incapable? The very thought made you beyond apoplectic. This asshole had no right to tell you what you could and could not do. You opened your mouth to respond but before you could get a sound out, you were violently shaken out of your chair, the lights in the cockpit flashing red as sparks flew from the wires. While you were distracted by the conversation, a pilot had managed to hit you, taking out one of your engines. “Shit! Shit, shit, shit!” You cursed rapidly, climbing back into your seat as you gripped the joystick, trying desperately to steady the craft as it began to descend. “(Y/n)? What happened? What’s going on?” His voice sounded genuinely concerned as he questioned you. You tried to respond but your mind was in a jumble, “I…My…shit. I’m hit. Someone got the drop on me, I’m hit. My right engine is out and I’m going down fast.” The cockpit was quaking madly and you weren’t sure how you were going to land with the damage. “Alright just..hold on. I’m swinging the Falcon around and I’ll be right there.” Han frantically spoke, the whir of his engines breaking through the speakers. “Han, there’s nothing you can do. I’m gonna have to put her down as best I can…If i can.” You mumbled the last part, both hands tightly grasping the joystick as you pulled back, hoping to slow your fall. You groaned as you fought the ship, attempting to lessen the rocking as you plummeted to the hard ground. “(Y/n) pull up! Pull u-” It hurt for a brief second before darkness engulfed your vision.

It was hot. Smoke was filling your lungs, everything hurt, your ears were ringing, and your forehead felt wet with a sticky substance. You could only let out a breathy moan. Tears pricked your eyes as pain shot all over your body. Your sight was fuzzy, covered with a haze of smoke and lined with a black abyss that tried to creep into the rest of your perception and take over your eyesight. Your breathing was coming in quick, shallow breaths that hurt your chest with every inhale. A speck of movement caught your eye, fighting your drooping lids to see what was there. The hazy form began to take shape and looked like an arm, reaching in to grab debris and push it out of the way. “Ouch!” A muffled voice hissed, as the hand pulled back quickly, the heat of the metal burning it. You couldn’t fight your eyelids anymore as they closed, your mind beginning to shut down. You were pulled out of your decline by a warm, calloused hand gently resting upon your cheek, tilting your head carefully. You could hear talking but you could not make out any words. it sounded almost as if your were underwater, your ears clogged with the clear liquid. You used everything you had to lift your heavy lids to see the figure in front of you. The voice began to get more clear as you focused, “(Y/n)? Come on (Y/n) stay with me. C’mon. Look at me.” You could barely make out the features but you knew the voice. Han. You’d never been happier to see him in your life. He looked you over, hand feathering over your body as he assessed your injuries. “Shit…(Y/n)…I’m gonna get you out. You’re gonna be okay. I’m gonna get you out.” He reassured you repeatedly, his hands tenderly scooping under your back and knees, lifting you from the ground. A pained groan went past your lips and tears fell from your eyes. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry but I’ve gotta get you out of here. I know it hurts I’m sorry.” His voice held complete guilt at causing you pain, sadness and worry taking over his normally smug tone. He held you close to his chest, tucking your head gently against his shoulder securely. You no longer had any energy to fight the dark, Han’s pleas for you to stay awake falling deaf on your eyes as your eyes rolled back in your skull and you succumbed to the void.

You could feel something on the back of your hand. It was rough, but the pressure was soft, moving around in a light circular motion as something brushed your hair line away from your bandaged forehead. A soft breath escaped your lips, your head slouched over as you twisted your sore neck to the side. You couldn’t yet bring your eyes to open themselves, the lack of energy making even staying conscious a chore.The rubbing on your hand stopped, a light shuffling and the creaking of a chair beside you reached your ears as well as the dry and tired voice of Han, “(Y/n)?” It was soft, careful to make sure that if you weren’t awake it wouldn’t rouse you from your sleep. You cracked your eyes open, blinking fiercely at the blinding white lights hanging over the bed you were lying in. Han was quick to act, his hand coming up to shade you from the harsh glare and turning around to direct the bot behind him to dim the bulbs. His arm lowered slowly, allowing you to adjust. Your vision was still very hazy but it sharpened enough for you to see his face. “Han?” Your voice was barely above a whisper, cracking as it pushed past your sore throat. He quickly bent over, grabbing a glass of water as he offered it to you. You accepted it graciously, he held it softly to your lips, assisting you with drinking it as he spoke, “Yeah, yeah, its me.” You took a few deep breaths, the soreness of your whole body making everything difficult. “How long was I out?” You moaned out the question, attempting to sit up with a hiss. He leaned forward, looking hesitant in letting you sit up, but deciding to help you anyways. “About a week,” he replied softly, looking down at his hands, fiddling with his fingers,”They had you in the bacta tank for a few days. Almost everything is healed, but you’ll be stuck in this bed for a bit.” You sighed, closing your eyes, dreading being forced in to bed rest. He looked up at you briefly, sighing, before he cleared his throat, “(Y/n)…what the hell were you doing out there?” You darted your eyes toward him, an angered look instantly taking over your features as you shot back, “Excuse me?” He sat back in his chair, his expression becoming agitated, “What the hell were you doing? You could have gotten yourself killed. You almost did. You should have waited for me” You arched your brow at him, scoffing as you crossed your arms, painfully, over your chest, eyeing him down, “I can take care of myself, Han. I had it.” He scoffed as well, leaning back, looking over you with an annoyed expression as he shot back, “Yeah it sure looks like it. You almost got killed out there!” “I’m fine.” “You might not have been.” You rolled your eyes at him, getting angrier by the second, “Well I am. So get off my back.” “I thought you were dead!” He shouted back, hands flying in the air as he sat up in his chair. “Oh please, like you care!” You matched his volume, leaning towards him in anger, “Why would you?” “Because I love you?!” He yelled the confession at you before his mind caught up to what he was saying. His eyes widened in terror, hand slapping on his mouth. You were about to scream back until the words finally processed in your head. Your mouth gaped open and closed like a fish out of water. “You…you what?” You stammered, your hands started to shake and your heart began to beat out of your chest. He had paled slightly, not knowing how to respond, “I..look i…” he sighed, giving up on trying to pull back from what had just escaped his mouth, “I love you, okay? I love you. And i thought I lost you and it scared the shit out of me.” Your breathing picked up, looking him in the eye, darting back and forth from each one, searching for any sign of a fallacy in his hazel orbs. He stared right back, an emotion glowing in his eyes that you had never seen before, love. He looked like he was about to speak, but he huffed before disregarding whatever thought he had before catching you off guard. He leaned forward quickly, a hand resting on the mattress as the other held your cheek gently as he swiftly placed his lips onto yours in an impatient kiss. You didn’t have time to get past the shock, close your eyes, and enjoy the kiss before it was over. He pulled back quickly, looking apologetic as he backed away from you, “I’m sorry, I…shouldn’t have done that.” He was about to stand up before you stopped him, your hand coming up to your face, your fingers feathering over your lips, feeling the leftover tingle of the lingering kiss, “I never knew I was waiting for that to happen. But it couldn’t have come soon enough.” Heat rose to your cheeks as you looked at him shyly, hoping he wouldn’t run. He looked at you for a second, debating, before a grin spread across his face. He turned to face you directly, leaning back down towards you. You gripped his collar, pulling him the rest of the way to you, crashing his lips onto yours again. It was passionate, loving, and oh how you loved it. The kiss was deepening as he leaned further into you, trying to get closer to you before you both jumped at the chuckle of Chewbacca behind you. Han whipped around, giving his friend an annoyed look. Chewie bantered at Han, waving his hand at him. Han rolled his eyes, as you let out quiet and bashful laugh, “You did not know, you big carpet. It was not that obvious.” Han defended himself as waved the giant off. The wookie rolled his eyes, nodding his head towards you as he left. Han rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly, looking at you with a nervous chuckle. You lifted your eyes to his, your hair falling slightly in front of your face, dropping your gaze as you shyly tucked it back behind your ear. Giving him a quick glance, you began to giggle lightly. He chuckled in response, stepping back over to you. “Sit with me?” You quietly asked, peeking up at him nervously with your head still lowered. He smiled, walking over and climbing in carefully next to you. He wrapped his arm behind your back gently, cautious of your injuries. You scooted closer to him, resting your head on his shoulder. The two of you sat in a comfortable silence for moment before you spoke up quietly, “I love you too.” He arched his eyebrows, looking down at you, “Huh?” You looked up at him, meeting his gaze as you smiled, “I said, I love you too.” The grin that instantly lifted his perfect lips spread wide across his face. He bent his head down and lightly pecked you on the lips, pulling you closer to him as he tightened his grip on your waist slightly. You rested your head back down with a contented sigh. You didn’t recall when you fell asleep, but you were sure it had been the best sleep of your life.

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angelicabetineli · 4 years ago

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10 Tips on How to Rekindle a Relationship With Your Ex.

So suppose, speculatively, on an irregular Wednesday night, you wound up alcoholic off of margaritas and chose to send "Don't TEXT" a 2 a.m. message. Certainly, it appeared to be a shrewd thought… until the following morning when you understand in your smashed trance, you sent an image of the chilly mozzarella stick you were eating. (Apologies, let me reword: You sent a foggy photograph of a chilly mozzarella stick).

… It occurs. In any case, it probably won't come as much amazement that you were left on read. So in light of the fact that you've explicitly arrived on an article that should assist you with sliding go into your ex's life once more (and not totally wreck the opportunity with an image of a mozz stick), I'm going to advise you to put. the. telephone. down—and possibly the wine, as well.

For the present, we should have a specialist analyze the substantial, genuine ways you can prevail upon your ex again that is not by means of a midweek smashed book. All things considered, as indicated by our Cosmo survey, 95 percent of you wouldn't be totally against reviving with an ex. So in case you're prepared to be persistent and truly work at it, here are 10ish tips that may help you en route.

1. Give your partner actual space.

2. Try not to consider it an opposition.

"I would maintain a strategic distance from the outlook of 'prevailing upon anybody,'" says Bockarova. In a world that sees dating society as a "challenge" at any rate, it's very undesirable to attempt to re-prevail upon your ex by considering it similarly you'd consider a football match-up—though there's one clear champ and one failure. Considering a to be as something besides a mix of common development and exertion is a really undesirable methodology, affirms Bockarova, and it probs means that you shouldn't reunite in any case.

3. Keep down on the insulting.

Clearly, separations feel crappy. It's just regular (and expected) to have a vent meeting with your nearest BFFs.

In any case, you can be harmed without acting pernicious—particularly if your ex is somebody you as of now might suspect you should reunite with. "Come at the situation from your ex's perspective," Bockarova says. "Okay acknowledge whether somebody you thought about talked seriously about you to the entirety of your companions, [sent you] a torrential slide of furious messages, or uncovered insider facts you had let them know in a helpless state?"

In the event that you ever need to make the way for dating each other again, spreading odd gossipy tidbits or sending dastardly messages won't help you. Likewise, it's simply acceptable practice for all separations, paying little mind to your future dating aims. It's never acceptable to unveil super-individual tattle about an ex—also, it won't really cause you to feel better.

4. Transform yourself before checking whether your ex fits into it.

In your time separated, you may feel a little lonelier than you used to, particularly when you're making end of the week arrangements or discovering exercises to top off a stormy Tuesday night.

However, figuring out how to such as yourself the same amount of when only you're is ostensibly the most essential piece of this procedure. Bockarova proposes putting resources into new companionships and side interests and topping off your existence with however much delight as could reasonably be expected, regardless of whether you're despite everything down about the separation.

When you've confronted your dread of being partnerless, at that point, and at exactly that point, would you be able to know whether you really need your relationship back. "On the off chance that you possibly miss your ex when you feel forlorn, or when you contrast your existence with those of companions seeing someone however not in minutes when you feel cheerful and sure, it won't make for a very satisfying relationship down the line," Bockarova says.

5. Survey if your issues are really fixable.

OK, so you're certain you miss your ex a great deal and do need them back. In any case, there's a whole other world to it than that: Were your explanations behind separating really mendable?

"Issues that are unmistakable are effectively fixed," Bockarova says. "On the off chance that you separated on the grounds that a vocation brought an accomplice into another city and significant distance was troublesome, at that point the issue might be fixed in the event that one or the two accomplices [is] ready to make a penance."

In any case, on the off chance that you had bigger differences about your qualities or plans for the future, (for example, regardless of whether to have children or where you at last need to live) you'll in all likelihood be similarly as inconsistent down the line. What's more, sad to report, you may end up in a similar situation as in the past

6. Don't overthink how you approach them.

When you've concluded that attempting to reunite feels right, and you're almost certain they're not dating any other individual, it's an ideal opportunity to open up the convo. It'll most likely feel somewhat abnormal, yet the primary concern to recollect is to make the wisest decision for the relationship.

For long haul associations, Bockarova proposes being progressively forthright and legit about missing the individual and planning to meet with them. For shorter-term connections or burnt out dates, she suggests keeping it straightforward and simply inquiring as to whether they're allowed to hang out.

7. Keep the real get together spot easygoing.

In spite of the fact that your old go-to bar with the faintly lit candles and velvet corners feels hella natural and sentimental, it's presumably not the smartest option for this circumstance. Rather, Bockarova recommends something like an evening espresso so "there aren't elevated requirements on the get together, and your accomplice doesn't feel compelled into remaining excessively long on the off chance that they feel awkward." Plus, an open-finished, calm daytime hang leaves you alone composed and legitimate about how you feel with no weight.

8. Address the elephant(s) in the room first.

You might just be enticed to compliment your ex a bundle to warm them up, however except if they're absolutely neglectful, they definitely comprehend what's up. Adulating them puts on a show of being deceitful, regardless of whether it's not your expectation.

"In the event that there are any issues that need explanation, or anything you'd prefer to apologize to your accomplice for, do that at an early stage," says Bockarova. "Sort out your issues with the goal that your accomplice can tell you've thought about this, and is anything but an off the cuff choice to return into a relationship."

9. End things on some incredible recollections.

OK, so you've adequately secured all that you've thought about in your time separated. You've fabricated a case for reuniting, and your ex has given their decision. Possibly they're excitedly into it—or perhaps they're immovably against. In any case, you ought to think about the best pieces of your relationship.

"You generally need to finish strong—a memory you'll generally treasure, or possibly why you are happy your accomplice gone into your life," says Bockarova. On the off chance that you love your ex enough to need to be with them once more, you should attempt to take a gander at your past with zero second thoughts, paying little mind to the ultimate result.

10. On the off chance that you do reunite, truly accomplish the work.

This returns to the no "triumphant them over" thing. On the off chance that you choose to give it another go, realize that it is anything but a short-term process.

"Despite the fact that it will take some work to remake trust, this is your chance to shape a much more profound bond," Bockarova says. "In any case, that must be in the event that you talk up to your accomplice about what you like and abhorrence, when you feel hurt and when you feel upbeat, and how you'd prefer to be dealt with." She likewise prescribes treatment to sift through any repetitive issues.

The fact of the matter is, as destined and enthusiastic as reuniting can feel, there were still reasons you separated in any case, and now's an ideal opportunity to handle them. However, hello, when you're with the individual you need to be with, you definitely realize you're down to attempt once more.

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