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Happy Endings

Pairing: Ben Solo x reader Word Count: 1.4k T/W: Fluff! A/N: for an anon’s request: “dad!ben solo hcs? where he’s just happy to be free of palpatine and he realises how at peace he is looking at his wife and children cooking/together”, I’m so so sorry it took me this long!!!

Staring at his reflection in the mirror, Ben blinked a few times, but then sharply winced. He thought the flashbacks had been subsiding, but every now and again they came back with a sharp pain of the life he used to know: Palpatine, the first order, and everything that came with it. It wasn’t long, thankfully, and he quickly gathered himself, swallowing harshly and opening his eyes again. His chest felt heavy, but he grounded himself with a deep breath. He looked down to steady his shaking hands and heard a sudden burst of giggles, to which he smiled widely.

It was coming from the kitchen, not too far from where he was. The girlish giggles easily echoed throughout the small house on Tatooine. Ben again looked up, this time with a soft smile he couldn’t damper if he tried. Knowing his daughters were safe and happy made him feel something he never thought he’d be able to. This time the emotions got the best of him as he heard another outburst, he chuckled hearing your voice trying to parent them best you could without laughing, yourself.  As Ben shook his head overhearing everything, a few tears, evoked by the overwhelming feelings, fell. 

“Ben Solo!” He heard you yell, but could still hear the faltering laugh in your attempt to be serious as you came down the hallway to find him. Quickly he tried drag away the tears with the ends of his shirt sleeves, “your daughters are about to start a house fi-”

“Hey,” he whispered with a smile and glistening eyes. 

“Baby, what’s wrong?” your tone immediately changed upon seeing him. Your heart raced thinking something was seriously wrong, maybe it was a flashback, a memory, or something worse. Caressing his face with your hands, you felt him lean into your touch. Your eyes darted around, looking for some kind of reasoning as to what was happening.

“Nothing,” Ben answered, keeping his eyes fixed on you as the smile persisted on his lips subtly.

“Ben,” you met his eyes, asking with more authority this time.

“No, no,” he slightly laughed at how concerned you were when he was literally just crying out of happiness, bringing his hand to touch your wrist, he stroked his thumb against your arm as he held your wrist softly, “it’s really- I’m okay,” he nodded. 

Turning his head slightly to kiss the palm of your hand, his lips lingering against your skin, before he leaned against the sink counter. He rubbed his hands against his face in another attempt to wipe away any remaining tears. You stepped closer again, this time placing one hand against his thigh as the other stroked his hair, in a way letting him know you were there for him. 

“I just-” he started, again with teary eyes, “I could never imagine all…” he looked around and then at you, “all this.” 

You nodded, letting him say what he needed to, before interjecting. 

“Who I was, what I did, I could,” he paused, looking down, “I could never think this would happen to me.”

He sniffled a little, as you continued to fluff and stroke his hair softly, “redemption’s never out of reach, sometimes the stars just align and all you can do is be grateful that they guided you to where you are.” 

Ben looked up with his big brown eyes right at you. There was an understanding he found in you that he had never had before. It amazed him every time you told him that you never doubted him. 

“Where would I be without you?” Ben shook his head and smiled, standing up, this time caressing your cheek with his hand. 

“I don’t want to think about that,” you answered him, never breaking eye contact, “you’re here now.”

He smiled again, pressing his lips to yours, feeling yours smile against his. The two of you enjoyed this moment, but it didn’t last as you heard, “Mom!” being screamed from the kitchen. Breaking the kiss, Ben chuckled as you sighed exhausted. 

“And now that you’re here that means taking responsibility for your children,” you teased him, grabbing his hand and dragging him out to the kitchen with you.

“My children, aren’t they ours?” Ben said, unprepared for what he was about to find.

“Tala and Tara Skywalker!” you announced when you entered the disaster of a kitchen, Ben’s hand still in yours as he came to your side. 

“Daddy!” They both screamed as they came rushing towards him, hugging at his hip and leg, leaving their little hand prints of flour all over his black clothes. 

Ben let go of your hand to cradle the girls closer, smiling as he looked from one face glowing with mischievous joy to the other. 

“What have you little ewoks been doing in here?” Ben teased them, and they jumped up and down. 

“Nothing,” they said in synchrony. 

“That’s why the oven’s nearly in flames?” You asked.

The girls giggled and hid their faces against Ben. 

You rescued the cookies from the fire and set the pan on the table, tossing the oven mitt on to the counter. The girls oohed and ahhed at the cookies now that they were finally done and warm and gooey. They climbed up on the chairs and leaned over the table with their elbows supporting them, Ben set his hands on the back of their chairs, making sure to counterbalance their leaning forward, as he himself ducked over them to see what they’d made. 

“See that one's a droid, and that’s a star, that’s a lights-lightsaber, I want mine to have blue frosting,” Tala began to explain as she pointed to them. 

“Don’t touch them though, Honey,” you told her, knowing the pan and the cookies were still too hot. 

“I want the droid,” Tara exclaimed, beginning to make droid beeps and buzzes, causing her sister to nearly fall off her chair, had Ben not have supported her with his hand.  

“Which one are you gonna have?” Tara asked, turning to Ben. 

He gave a puzzled expression, rounding the table to the other side, lettinga you stand between the girls. 

“I think I’m going to have this one,” Ben said as he reached for a cookie. 

“Ben!” and “Daddy, no!” were heard simultaneously as he went to pick it up off the hot pan 

“Not yet!” Tala scolded with a pout. 

Quickly letting it go with an ‘oops’ expression across his face he backed away from the cookies shaking his hand slightly, before looking at it. 

“Did you get burnt?” Tara asked, crossing her arms with a huff, perfectly mimicking you as you shook your head at Ben with slight amusement. 

“I don’t think so,” Ben admitted, looking to you with an apologetic look, afraid he was being a bad example, but your laugh assured him he wasn’t. 

“I’d better checkst it outs,” Tala said climbing down from her chair and toddling over to Ben, “open,” she commanded in her soft voice pointing to his hand.

You smiled as your youngest “examined” his hand with the most precise medical knowledge. Ben played along with her, addressing her as “doctor” and asking her if she’d have to take off his hand completely. 

“No,” Tala answered with a frown, before she pecked his fingertips with her lips and patted his hand looking up and saying, “that should do it, Daddy.” 

“I think it’s already better,” he said with a little shock.

“Really?!” Tala burst out with wide eyes and happiness. 

“Yeah look, I can already pick you up,” Ben hoisted his daughter up in his arms and nuzzled against her, making her giggle as she clung onto his shirt, until he set her back down. 

“Can we do the icing yet?” Tara tugged at your shirt.

“Only if daddy can reach the icing bowl,” you said, looking over to Ben, while the girls were already pleading with him over it. 

Walking over to the cabinets, Ben told you to just tell him where it was. Accompanying him, leaving the girls to duel over which cookies they’d get to decorate, you smiled, putting an arm around him and pointing to the top shelf. Ben brought it down and quietly set it in front of him, not yet letting the girls see, as he looked at it.

“You sure you’re okay?” you rubbed his back.

Ben turned to you, bringing you into a hug, which you accepted fully, “perfect, I’m right where I want to be,” he kissed your forehead. 

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Tagged by @spilledkauffie The Rules: tag nine users you want to get to know better
I tag: @interwebseriesfan24 @midnightokieriete @stardustandmoon Name: It starts with K but not saying my name just yet ;3 How old are you?: 15 (soon 16) Current job: full time student Dream job: a vlogger, something fun with art and history or journaling/photography What are you talented at?: doing last minute chores and homework and studying for tests What is a big goal you are working towards, or have already achieved?: well getting noticed by my favorite celebrity, getting into the honors society and now I’m working on being able to keep up my grades to go to the college I want to go✨ What is your aesthetic?: soft colors, comfort food, reading or watching my favorite shows in oversized clothes while it’s raining or listening to music and daydream while staring at the rain, aesthetic quotes about shy, introvert and quiet people Do you collect anything?: pins, movie tickets and books✨ What is a topic you’re always up to talk about?: art, musicals or just stuff that happened in school~~ What’s a pet peeve of yours?: when people (mostly teachers) assume something and think I’m lying Good advice to give?: be you, it may sound generic or normal but you give it the definition. Be crazy and weird with your friends because they are the people you trust the most (besides your parents) spread kindness even though you don’t get it back, give a hug and do you stuff only you would ever do✨ Recommend three songs?: Raise Your Glass by P!nk, Death of a Bachelor by P!ATD and Gone, Gone, Gone by Phillip Phillips

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Dreamy smiles that match with a dreamy person, you!!! And I seriously love you too🥺🖤

Good year to be a Kauffie stan 🖤✨

You always know how to make my day! Thank you for your constant support 🥺 I seriously love you!! (also, I clicked the gif link and *gasped* — couldn't stop smiling)

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