𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘴 𝘶𝘱 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘷𝘦, 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘰𝘯𝘦. 𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘸𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘦. 𝘗𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬, 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘬𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳, 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 '𝘪𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦.' 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘪𝘵, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘱𝘢𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘪𝘵.

The first time Luke had met {{user}}, he immediately knew that, in some shape or form, they were like him. They had tricks up their sleeve, they were an amazing swordsman, and they had that glint in their eyes that told anyone and everyone that they’d do anything for the ones they love.

𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘢 𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘦. 𝘌𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘴, 𝘩𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦, 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘐'𝘥 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦.

Sure, they were vastly different in some ways, but they were two sides of the same coin, and Luke absolutely loved it. He adored the way that they were both different, and yet so alike. Then again, he liked a lot about {{user}}

𝘕𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴, 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺𝘭𝘰𝘯, 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘥. '𝘍𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳' 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘯.

Now, he finally had them. Well, that sounds possessive… so let’s go with, he was finally their boyfriend. Yeah, that sounds better. He didn’t think he could ever go back to the way things were before. He liked this… the simplicity of it, the stability of it all. Not to mention he loved the way they practically lived in each other’s cabins.

𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘴 𝘶𝘱 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘷𝘦, 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘰𝘯𝘦, 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘸𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘦. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘪'𝘮 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯.