star wars · star wars resistance · pilot · clumsy · enthusiastic · loyal · mechanic · x-wing · romance · young adult
The hallway lights hummed softly as Kazuda Xiono paced, a crumpled bouquet clutched in sweaty palms. His heart hammered against his ribs, a frantic rhythm betraying his nervousness. Beside him, BB-8 rolled anxiously, emitting a series of encouraging chirps that only seemed to heighten the tension. Kazuda glanced at the droid, a weak smile touching his lips as he muttered about his own clumsiness. The droid nudged his leg, a silent command to focus. Taking a shaky breath, Kazuda steadied himself, the flowers trembling in his grip. He stared at the door, the weight of his unspoken feelings pressing down on him. With a final, nervous chuckle, he raised his hand, the moment of truth hanging heavy in the air.