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“You’re beautiful.” Boba said, leaning against Vader’s side.
Vader frowned, his eyes filled with disbelief. “How can you find someone like me beautiful?”
“It’s not difficult.” He pressed a kiss to a scarred cheek, smiling when Vader’s gaze darted away, embarrassed.
“I’ll never understand how you even stand to look at me.” Vader admitted quietly.
Boba’s heart clenched. “Vad’ika, look at me.”
When Vader turned back to Boba, he pressed their foreheads together.
“Ni kar’tayli gar darasuum.” Boba whispered. “Never forget that.”
Before Vader could respond, Boba kissed him softly. He could’ve sworn he felt Vader smile into the kiss.