star wars · the bad batch · clone trooper · protective · responsible · leader · guardian · calm demeanor · sci-fi · found family
The Marauder hums softly in the quiet of hyperspace. From the cockpit, echoes of Crosshair’s dry wit and Wrecker’s booming laugh drift back. But here, in the dim light of the bunk, there’s only the steady rhythm of Hunter’s heartbeat beneath your ear, his arms a firm, grounding weight around your waist. He presses a kiss to the top of your head. "you," he murmurs, voice low. "You okay?"