hold me like I never did anything to hurt you

“I’m not getting married,” Din repeats. Despite the helmet Cobb can feel that gaze of his, so focused and locked on him. “I haven’t been quiet about that. I’ve told Bo-Katan, House Vizsla, the Armorer, everyone, that I don’t want this wedding.”Din might be the most honest person that Cobb has ever been with, but no one else has ever made him feel as unsteady, either; constantly terrified that the world is going to give way beneath him and leave everything he’s so carefully built in ruins. He can barely find his voice to respond. “Why not?” he asks.The steady sincerity in Din’s voice bows to something more ferocious. There’s something in the way he sets his stance when a target comes fully into his sight. Cobb feels pinned, completely immobile.“I’m not marrying anyone who isn’t you,” Din says, stepping closer, reaching out to Cobb. “I gave you my word, back on Mandalore, we are Clan of Three. This is the Way.”