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Luke steps on to a chair to be taller than Din, “you are not going!”
“Luke, love, please get down, I have to.” Din responds, rubbing his face.
“No! It’s dangerous!” Luke yells, waving his hands.
“No, baby. it’s not. I’m bringing Bo, and I’m bringing Axe, I’ll be okay.” Din says softly, stepping in front of him. His warm hands grip Luke’s hips gently. Luke deflates slightly.
“Din, it’s dangerous. Please, you don’t have to go.” He pleads, resting his hands on Din’s shoulders, he presses their foreheads together, “stay home with me, please.”
“I’ll be home before you know it. Paz and Boba are here to keep you company, okay?”
Luke huffs, “okay.”
“I love you, I’ll be back. Don’t get into trouble, okay?” Din asks, lifting him off the chair.
“I love you too, I won’t.” Luke replies, wiggling until Din sets him down. He sees Din out, leaning against the door in the foyer to watch him go. Once the car is out of sight, Luke turns to Boba and Paz.
“Hey, Princess. We’re here to make sure you don’t kill anyone.” Boba greets.
Luke rolls his eyes, “one of you, tell me where he went.”
“Sorry, Luke, can’t do that.” Paz says apologetically.
“Yeah, so go bake or something.” Boba adds.
Luke narrows his eyes, “tell me where he went, or I’ll make you.”
“Make us how? Bake us in one of your pies?” Boba teases, smirking.
Luke nods slowly, his mind already made up, “fine.” He walks upstairs slowly, blatantly eyeing both of them as he passes.
Boba knows a little bit about Luke. Mainly, that he bakes. Din met him in a bakery. Luke loves Grogu like his own son, which is probably why Din is planning to propose soon. Luke doesn’t care that Din is the crime boss of Mandalore city, probably because his father is the crime boss of Tatooine city. He only cares if Din goes to put himself in danger.
Like today.
“He’s mad.” Boba says, crossing his arms, “what if he does something?”
Paz follows him to stand by the stairs, “he won’t.”
“He just went upstairs after nodding!”
“Yeah, he’s probably going to sulk— OH FUCK LOOK OUT!” Paz suddenly yells.
Boba looks up to see Luke, the chaotic little fucking twink, fucking flying at them. He crashes heavily on both of them, sending all three of them onto the floor.
“Fuck!” Paz yells, “damn it, Luke we can’t tell you where he— AAAHHH!!” Paz yells out in pain as Luke kicks him in the ribs. Boba forces himself up, but Luke is already up by the time he has his boots under him.
Luke throws a low kick at the back of Boba’s knees, successfully knocking Boba on his ass again.
Because, of course, Luke can handle himself against two six-foot-four guys. It’s kind of hot.
Paz stands, Luke throws a hook kick at his head, then punches him in the throat. Boba forces himself up again. He charges at Luke, intending to just pin him until he calms down, but Luke leaps, wrapping his slender legs around Boba’s neck and throwing his weight down, throwing Boba off his feet again.
“Fuck!” Paz yells again, coughing, “we can’t tell you!”
Boba stands up again, just for Luke to kick him in the stomach, grab his arm and spin him, sending Boba stumbling into a pillar face first.
He lifts his head in time to see Luke kick Paz in the shin, then punch him in the nose, throwing Paz off his feet, and probably breaking his nose.
Boba’s never going to let Paz live that down.
He forces himself up again, taking advantage of Luke’s momentary distraction. Boba grabs Luke from behind, yanking him off his feet and pinning his arms to his sides. “Enough!”
Luke kicks wildly, throwing his head back hard enough that it almost hits Boba’s nose.
“Stop! Calm down!” Boba yells, tightening his grip. Paz comes to stand in front of them, oh fuck, “Paz, move—!”
Luke kicks Paz in the stomach, sending Paz stumbling back into a table, and sending them stumbling back into a wall. Luke twists out of his arms and shoulder checks him in the chest, knocking the air out of him.
Paz pushes himself up, but Luke kicks his arms from under him again, sending him back into the table.
It’s not fair that Luke is so hot.
“Someone tell me where he went!” Luke yells, glaring at them both. Paz and Boba both stand up, hands raised.
“Luke, you know we can’t. Please calm down, you made your point.” Paz says.
“Where did he go?!” Luke yells again, his muscles tensing again.
Boba slowly circles around until Luke faces him, his back turned to Paz, “you know we can’t tell you. He told us to keep you here.”
“And I told you to tell me!”
Paz lunges, grabbing Luke and trapping his hands to his sides, “go block the door! I got him!”
Boba turns his back for two seconds. Two seconds!
“Ahh- BOBA HEL—!” Paz yells. Boba whips around to see Luke has some fucking how gotten out of Paz’s arms, and has the man in a leg headlock. Luke yanks Paz’s head back by his hair to get a better grip, his face dangerously calm.
“Fuck me!” Boba yells, sprinting over. Luke hardly misses a beat, he grabs a vase, a forty pound vase, and throws it with one hand, straight at Boba’s face.
Boba falls on his ass, frantically shaking ceramic out of his face.
In the hysterical two seconds it takes for Boba to shake ceramic out of his face, Luke knocks Paz out, and is already on his way to knock Boba out.
If Din hadn’t gotten to him, Boba definitely would have married him by now.
Luke gives him a glare, “did you enjoy the pie I baked you into, asshole?”
Then he punches Boba’s lights out.
Boba comes to some time later, hogged tied next to Paz.
“Morning. Can someone tell me where my boyfriend went?” Luke greets, sitting in front of them on his haunches.
Boba looks him over. In all that chaos, all Luke got was bruised knuckles. Bruised knuckles that Din is gonna chew them out for because they let harm come to his precious little Luke, even though Luke bruised them on their faces.
Luke stares them down, then turns to Paz, “Paz?”
“Yeah?” Paz responds, spitting up blood.
“Can you tell me where Din went?” Luke asks sweetly.
“… no.”
Luke’s face darkens, it shouldn’t be as scary as it is, but Luke literally just beat them both bloody and came out unscathed.
Paz jerks, “okay! He went to his… nightclub.” He looks to the left, a tail tale sign of lying, and Luke picks up on it immediately.
“Paz…” Luke sighs.
“… yeah?” Paz asks again, fear coloring his tone.
“If I ask Boba, is he going to tell me the same place?”
“Okay! He went to Tatooine city! That one club you two had a date at a few years ago!” Paz admits.
“Paz!” Boba yells.
“Shut up, Boba! He just kicked our asses and we’re ten inches taller than him!”
Luke smiles, “thank you. I’ll untie you when I get back, okay?” He stands, pulling his phone out, “Hi, Ms. Reeves? Is it possible you could give me a ride to Tattooine night club? No, I don’t need a ride back, I’m going to Din. Yes ma’am. Thank you!”
He calmly walks upstairs, leaving Boba and Paz alone.
“… if Din hadn't gotten to him, I would have married him.” Paz says.
“Yeah. Me too.” Boba agrees, “that was hot.”
“How was it hot for you? He broke a vase on your face! He literally put me in a leg headlock!” Paz snaps.
“Yeah, that vase is like forty pounds, and he lifted it up like it was nothing!”
Luke comes back down in an outfit that matches the Din left in, “I’ll be back, boys. Have fun.”
Din damn near has a heart attack when he opens the door to his car and sees Luke sitting in the backseat.
“Luke, damn it!” He groans.
“Don’t you ‘Luke’ me, asshole!” Luke bellows, grabbing him by his shirt to yank him in, “you are not allowed to leave the house for a month!”
“I had something to do. I’m okay, see?”
“You can’t. Never again. I’m never letting you out of my sight. What if you got killed? What if I was waiting at home for you to come home and you never did?” Luke rants, fisting his hands into Din’s shirt.
“…what happened to your knuckles?” Din asks, gently taking them.
“Uh, I asked Boba and Paz where you were.”
“Are they alive?” Din asks, gently kissing the bruises.
“Yes!” Luke snaps, slightly affronted. Axe and Bo get in, driving them home, “I may hate Boba but I wouldn’t kill him, I don’t think.”
Din chuckles, “sure. They’re in trouble for letting you go.”
“I think I punished them enough. I left them tied up too.”
“With what?”
“… the curtain tie backs.”
Once they get home, Din walks in to the most… unique scene.
Boba and Paz, hog tied with curtain tie backs, bruised and bloody. A broken table is to their left, and Din spies a small crack in one of the pillars.
“Damn it, who broke the vase?” Din snaps, walking up to the shattered remains.
“Luke threw it at me!” Boba yells.
“So you broke it with your face?!”