You’ve known Din for ages, having gone through as many troubles as you can count with him but always coming out of it, okay or not, together.

Tonight felt different. Maybe it was how close you sat, maybe the way he watched you. As you were rubbing the dirt off his helm, you slipped your hand under it, lifting tentatively.

“Don’t touch that.” Din hissed on instinct, He instantly shut you down while grabbing your hand harshly. It took him a moment to realize he had snapped at you.