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#i might write a little epilouge but only if im feeling up to it
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dokoni-mo · 4 years
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Forgotten Coffee || Darth Vader x Reader
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(A/N: yes hi so I wrote this for my good, good friend jojo @obiwankenobiness ,, she came up with this prompt and i ABSOLUTELY had to write it. This is one hell of a big ol fluffy fluff, so be warned! however, it might do you some good after chapter 5 of BaT :’))) speaking of which, I have tagged all my normal people for Bat/FaT,, i hope that’s okay!! one last thing - this is set after the events of RotJ and before the epilouge of FaT. I will link my masterlist below if you don’t know what im talking about/need a refresher!! I hope you all enjoy, ESPECIALLY you, Jojo. Thank you so much for being so kind, and thank you even more for being such a dear friend. ily and I hope this can make you happy, and I hope even more that it’s everything you ever wanted <3 )
Link to Masterlist : [x] 
WARNINGS: cursing, small amount of angst, TOOTH-ROTTING FLUFF, otherwise none!! 
Key: (F/N) = first name
Word Count: ~3500
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Making a house on your new home planet was the easy part. Making it a home was the challenging part. 
It had been about half a year since the fall of the Empire. You and Vader had seemingly just gotten settled into this planet, learning about its climate, weather habits, vegetation and wildlife together along the way. It was quite the beautiful place, and the perfect place to hide. 
The planet was far, far away from any known systems, and much further away from any trace of the Empire. The two of you picked the planet for this specific reason; to be away from everyone. However, this hadn’t stopped you from telling his children where the planet was, pinging them a signal once you were able to construct a communication device strong enough. 
Was it sort of a risky move? Sure, it was. But you both agreed that his children deserved to know where the two of you were. 
Just in case they run into trouble and need our help, was how you justified it. 
Vader agreed with this, but disagreed at the same time. 
Yes, he did think it was a good idea for Luke and Leia to know where their father is, but also didn’t want anyone to know of the planet. Vader was unnerved, to say the absolute least, that somehow someone would find your new home and destroy it, and him alongside. Or, even worse…
Destroy you. 
He couldn’t bear the thought. 
Even just picturing you harmed in any way… 
It brought back old ghosts to Vader. Ones he didn’t wish to remember or visit him. 
All he simply wished to do was live out the rest of his days in peace, here on this nowhere planet with you. 
He, however, was finding this difficult to do. No matter how hard he tried, tried for you, his mind would slip back into a state of unbridled worry. 
That afternoon was one of those times. 
Constructing the house was proving to be much more difficult than you had originally thought. Coming from a village of people who made their own homes out of recycled materials, you had believed that constructing a house should be not much of a problem for you. Granted, laying out the foundations of said house really wasn’t. However, what went in the house was the challenging part. 
You knew that he needed certain things to keep him alive and comfortable (his meditation pod and bacta tank), but you never believed that constructing these things would be so challenging. Yes, you were trying to juggle this feat alongside the repairs to his suit, but his accommodations were the far more stubborn and frustrating of the two tasks. With  only having the rubble of a crashed Star Destroyer to work with, you had to bullshit your way around a lot of problems you occurred. You couldn’t, however, bullshit too much, because then you would start to jeopardize his health and comfort. 
Those were two things you were not willing to gamble with. 
With the setting sun creeping in through the windows of your house, you decided that enough was enough for one day. You had battled with the filter to his bacta tank for far too long, and your muscles and bones were complaining because of it. Hobbling your way into the half-furnished living room, you sat down upon the sofa with a long, deep sigh, relief washing over you as your legs got a much needed break.
A sheen of sweat on your forehead, you pulled off your fingerless gloves as quickly as possible, stretching and clamping them as you pulled your goggles off of your face, setting them beside you. With your hands now stretched, you focused on providing some relief to your legs, rubbing your hands up and down your thighs in an attempt to soothe your muscles. 
Vader must have sensed that you had completed your work for the day, since he was quick to come in from the garden to see you. Looking up at his large, tall, black frame coming through the doorway, you smiled up at him, your cheeks pink from both the sight of your lover just barely fitting through the doorframe and your raised body temperature from your work. Closing the door behind him, Vader’s gaze went to your face. 
“Are you finished for the evening, darling?” he asked you, the bass in his voice nearly making the windows shake. 
You nodded your head, making circles with your shoulders to stretch them out, “Yeah, I am. Do you want anything for dinner? I’m not really hungry but I’ll make you whatever you want.” 
“That is quite alright.” he said, “I do not seem to have much of an appetite tonight either.” 
You ceased to stretch your shoulders at your words, the smile on your face forming into a concerned look as you gazed upon your lover. 
This was the third meal in a row that he had refused. It wasn’t a matter of that he felt bad for you making him food, no. The two of you have had that discussion long ago. You were afraid this was a far more pressing matter, and you had a good idea of what it was. 
“Love,” you said, your voice lowered to match your concern, “You haven’t eaten since dinner last night… you have to keep up your strength.” 
He stared at you for a long moment before saying anything. 
“I am aware, darling.” 
“Then how about I make you some dinner, okay?” you asked, your tone still soft, “I’ll bring it to your pod like you like it.” 
“No. That is not necessary. I do not wish to consume anything at the moment. I thank you for offering, however, dear.” 
You let out a small sigh. You loved Vader with every atom in your body, but damn was he stubborn. 
“Vee.” you said, your tone now firm, “You’re making me worried.” 
He tilted his armored head to the side, the sound of his respirator in your ears, “How so?” 
“You haven’t been eating much recently, love.” you explained, “And I’ve been noticing how much time you spend outside… Is there something you need to tell me, dear?” 
He simply just stared at you again, taking in the sight of your worried face. 
You didn’t deserve to feel such a way. You didn’t need the added stress of worrying about him. 
He decided it would be best to tell you what was happening. 
He hung his head slightly, “I… I have been troubled, darling.” 
“Troubled?” you asked. 
“Yes.” 
You eyed him for a moment. 
That was all he needed to tell you. 
“Vee, listen to me, okay?” you said, “No one is going to find us here. The only two people in the entire galaxy that know where we are is Luke and Leia, and there’s no way in hell that they would rat us out. There is literally no reason why the Empire or anyone would come here looking for us. This planet is in the middle of nowhere. We will be okay, dear. I promise.” 
He picked up his head to look at you again, making you offer him a small, warm smile in return. 
You were so breathtakingly gorgeous to him. 
Both inside and out. 
He wanted to believe you. He really did. 
And he did trust you. More than anyone he ever had, in fact. 
But, still.. 
This feeling inside him, the fear he felt…
He couldn’t shake it. No matter how hard he tried. 
Your words did soothe his nerves a certain amount, but still…
This issue would need time.
You both knew this, unconsciously. 
He only could pray that you would accept this and stop your worrying. 
He didn’t want you to stress. 
He loved you far too much for that. 
Walking his heavy, large boots over to you, he reached down to your face, giving your cheek a gentle brush with the back of his knuckles. 
Your cheeks stained pink again as he spoke, “I appreciate your concern, dear. I believe I will retire for the night.” 
Your lips parting, you weren’t expecting him to just go to bed so early and leave it at that. You wanted to protest, to get him to talk about it more, but you knew better than to press the subject. 
It took you this long for him to open up to you even a little bit. You didn’t want all your work together to go to waste. 
No. Instead, you gave him a little smile and a nod, “Okay, dear. Goodnight, I love you.” 
“I love you too, (F/N).” 
With that, he left the living room to your shared bedroom, the weight of his steps making the wooden floorboards beneath him creak and moan. You followed him with your gaze as you watched him leave, noticing how his cape fluttered in the wind behind him. 
His cape…
It was quite old now, worn even. The end of it was in tatters, and significantly lighter in hue than the rest of the material. 
It looked… sad. 
Just like he had been, before you and him came to be a thing. 
Your lips parting again, an idea shot through your mind as you processed the sight of his cape. 
An idea to you, but he would call it more of a scheme. 
A determined smile came upon your face. 
You set yourself up for a long, long night, but you didn’t care.
You would do anything, stay up countless nights, if it meant he was at peace and happy. 
Once he disappeared into your shared bedroom, you made for your fabric cabinet, setting your scheme into motion. 
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The night had been a long one, that was nothing but a fact. 
You had brewed seemingly endless amounts of caf to keep you awake, and your tongue was quite sick of the taste by the time morning had came. You didn’t even realize how long you had worked until you heard the birds chirping outside your window. Looking up from your completed project strewn across your dining table, your felt the bags underneath your eyes as you saw the sunlight creep inside your home as a welcome intruder. 
Shit. It was almost time to wake him up. 
Rising from your chair, you stretched and yawned as you made your way into the kitchen, stopping in front of the counter and pouring yourself another cup of caf. Bringing the mug to the table, you placed the cup upon it's surface before padding your feet across the hallway to your bedroom. Creaking the door open, you slowly tip-toed your way to his meditation pod, pressing your ear against the cool surface of the metal. Gently, you knocked on the metal, your voice matching as you spoke. 
“Vee.” you said, your voice quiet from how tired you were, “It’s time to wake up.” 
After a brief pause of silence, you heard the whirr of the pod placing his helmet and mask upon his head. Stepping back, you watched as the pod hissed open, another yawn escaping your lips. Stepping forward again, you reached into the metal container to your love, helping him out of it as you spoke again. 
“Morning Vee.” you said as his boots made contact with the floor. 
“Good Morning, darling.” he rumbled out, his voice deeper as it shaked off his slumber. 
Smiling tiredly up to him, you asked him your usual morning question, “What do you want for breakfast?” 
Looking down at you, Vader instantly noticed the dark circles under your eyes. A pang of concern shooting through him, he cupped your face in his large, gloved hands. 
“Darling.” he said, “Are you alright?” 
“Of course I am.” you said, “Why wouldn’t I be?” 
“You look as if you did not get any rest last night. Did something keep you awake?” 
You blinked at him slowly in confusion at first, your tired mind making you slow to process. Blinking again as you remembered what had kept you awake, a small smile painted your lips. 
“Yeah.” you said, “Something did.” 
He was definitely worried now, “What was it?” 
“A surprise!” 
He tilted his head at this. He certainly was not expecting that. 
“A surprise?” 
“Yeah!” you exclaimed, taking one of his hands into your own, “Come see!” 
Pulling him out of the bedroom and over to the kitchen, you stopped him once he was in front of the dining table. Taking a few steps in front of him, you picked up his surprise from the table’s surface, holding it in your tired, groggy grasp as you presented it up to him with a dopey smile on your face. 
He was shocked, but in quite a good way. 
A cape?
“I made you a new cape!” you said proudly, showing him the front and back of the cloth. 
The new cape was a medium-toned blue, large enough to fit across his broad shoulders, and long enough to just barely miss the ground as he stood. At the bottom of the cape was a thick strip of golden cloth, an intricate pattern woven into it, and the stitching was noticeably hand-done. 
It was...
Perfect. 
You smiled down at the fabric as you spoke, “I just thought that giving you a little change would do you some good. I know we just got your new hands to work, and we finally got some privacy here on this planet, so I thought I would also make this as a little celebration gift.” 
You turned your gaze to him as you continued, a smile still on your tired face, “Also, your old one was really raggedy, so I made you this new one. You can tell me if you don’t like it, though. I won’t be offended. I know it’s kinda out of your style…” 
Vader was speechless. 
Vader was hardly ever speechless, but he simply could not comprehend the sight before him. 
This girl, who he loved oh, so dearly with every fiber, every ounce of his being…
Made something so beautiful, so perfect…
For him. 
She stayed up all hours of the night, slaving away at this cape…
For him. 
How.
How did he get so damn lucky? 
How did he deserve any of this? 
This house? This cape? 
You? 
After everything he had done? 
He was sure right then that he was the luckiest man in the galaxy. 
Realizing that he still hadn’t said anything, Vader responded to you. 
“My dear,” he said, his head tilted to the side, “I shall adorn anything you make with pride.” 
Another dopey smile coming onto your exhausted face, a yawn came out of your throat, “Really? You like it?” 
“Yes.” 
You let out a tiny squeal of happiness, “I’m so glad! I’ll iron it after breakfast and help you put it on.” 
Vader watched as you folded up his new cape and set it on the table, right next to the cup of caf you poured earlier. Picking up his gaze, he watched your much smaller frame begin to pad your feet into the kitchen.
“Speaking of breakfast,” you said over your shoulder, opening the cabinets to see what kinds of ingredients you had available, “What would you like?” 
Vader said nothing, not moving one muscle as he stared at you. 
He was… in awe. 
How did you do it? He could visibly see the lack of sleep you had gotten, yet you still pressed on. You asked him what he wished to consume without a second thought, ignoring the fact that you were dead tired. 
You were so beautiful. So strong. 
He couldn’t fathom how he deserved you. How you stayed so strong despite how life had been so cruel to you. 
He couldn’t begin to fathom how the universe could make such a perfect human being. 
You…
You were the only one in so, so long that saw Vader not as a machine nor a weapon…
But a person. A living, breathing, person. 
You did everything for him. You made him happy, you calmed his nerves, you soothed his anger, you listened to his rambles, you made him a house, you helped him to escape the clutches of the Empire....
You saved his life. 
He loved you. 
He loved you so, so much. 
He would never be able to find the words to tell you just how much he did. 
“Vee.” he heard you say, snapping him out of his awe-struck state, “You’re staring again. Did you hear me? What would you like for breakfast? I’ll make you anything you want.” 
He didn’t want anything to consume that morning. 
Nothing at all. 
He only wanted you. To be close to you, to hold you tight and never let you go. 
And he planned to do as such. 
Stepping forward across the expanse of food flooring that separated the two of you, Vader watched as a confused expression glinted across your face. You asked him what he was doing, but he gave you no response. Instead, he leaned down closer to your height, wrapping his big, strong arms around your waist. Making sure that you were secure in his grasp, he hoisted you up, slinging you over one of his strong shoulders. 
A deep pink blush spread over your cheeks, “V-Vee, what-” 
Ignoring your confusion once more, Vader carried you back into your shared bedroom, making sure that you were comfortable yet secure in his grasp. Pushing open the door to the bedroom with his boot, Vader carried you over to the bed in the center of the room, making the blush on your cheeks deepen in hue. 
Expecting to get thrown onto the bed’s surface, you were surprised when your love sat upon the bed, his weight making the wood and mattress below groan. Soon after sitting down, Vader moved you so that you were seated in his broad lap, your legs straddling his strong, large waist. Snaking up his arms under your own, Vader pulled you close to his huge chest, getting you as close to him as possible.
Your tired brain making you slower to process what was happening, Vader took it upon himself to help you along, resting his armored chin on your small shoulder. 
“Hold me, darling.” he said, his deep voice much softer than normal. 
Feeling your heart swell in your chest, you slowly wrapped your arms around his armored neck, nuzzling your face into his shoulder armor as you held him tightly. 
Vader was much much larger than you, but it made him all the better to cuddle with. His lap was surprisingly soft, despite how muscular he was beneath all the leather, and his grasp around you was so, so soothing. Closing your eyes peacefully, you breathed in his scent as he rubbed one of his hands up and down your back. His gloved hand was quite large, and nearly engulfed your entire lower back. 
He was so gentle with you. It soothed you to no end.
You felt yourself start to drift off to sleep, feeling so safe and secure in his arms. Before you could, however, you heard his deep voice speak to you. Since you were pressed to close to his chest, you could feel the rumble of his voice’s bass from within. 
“I love you endlessly, darling.” he said, his voice still much softer than normal, “Are you aware of this?” 
You were far too tried for words, so you simply nodded your head against his shoulder is response. 
Vader let out a satisfied rumble. He could feel every single one of his nerves and fears melt away as he held you, soothing him to no end. Picking up his head from your shoulder, he pressed the triangle mouthpiece of his mask into your hair, making a small smile appear on your lips. 
His version of a kiss, you took it. 
He rubbed your back with his hand once more, speaking to you again, “Rest easy, darling. I shall continue to hold you until you awaken. Forget about your tasks and rest with me for the day. I shall keep you warm and protect you from all harm, for the rest of time. I love you, (F/N), my darling. You have made my life complete. I wish for nothing more than to be beside you for the rest of my days. You are my entire life, (F/N), my everything. I love you so, so much.” 
A small smile still on your face, you held onto your love tight as you felt yourself drift off into sleep. As he promised, Vader held onto you for as long as you slept, nothing but thoughts of you in his mind. 
It was a beautiful sight, but one that no other man should ever see. A reformed sith lord, holding onto the love of his life on the planet they had escaped to, in the house that she had built, far, far away from any prying eyes, from any harm. 
Your forgotten cup of caf upon the table filled the air with it's scent. 
That day, this house was no longer just a house. 
But a home. 
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