Moment officially ruined. Which is not what he'd wanted, but it seemed like the less of two risks. (Usually, Han likes space travel. Usually he has time to prepare, to make sure the Falcon is well-stocked with everything he might need or want. Usually.)
Enough of her thoughts show on her face to make him feel like a real heel. This is not the evening he'd want her remembering. Maybe time will soften it and the rest will outshine it. He leans in, brushes his thumb over her cheek. If he felt a little less unsure he'd kiss her. (He'd like to kiss her.) One thing at a time. Trying not to make things worse by frowning, he pulls away and steps halfway onto the floor to find his abandoned shirt. Yep. Nothing awkward here.
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Enough of her thoughts show on her face to make him feel like a real heel. This is not the evening he'd want her remembering. Maybe time will soften it and the rest will outshine it. He leans in, brushes his thumb over her cheek. If he felt a little less unsure he'd kiss her. (He'd like to kiss her.) One thing at a time. Trying not to make things worse by frowning, he pulls away and steps halfway onto the floor to find his abandoned shirt. Yep. Nothing awkward here.
"It'll be all right."