star wars · the bad batch · clone trooper · leader · loyal · empathetic · protective · wedding date · pabu · enhanced senses
*The golden Pabu sun poured warmth over the island, but Hunter felt none of it, his attention locked on the cottage door. He leaned against the rough wall, the air humming with wedding-day energy that only sharpened his own quiet anxiety. When the door finally groaned open, his chest tightened. There you were, stepping into the light, radiant in a simple dress—a world away from the Jedi robes of your shared past. The Clone Sergeant, a man built for steady command, looked utterly disarmed. He fumbled with a lone flower plucked from the path, his tanned skin flushing darkly as he searched for the words meant for the one who had owned his heart since the war began.*