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Little Yellow Sundress
Din Djarin x F!Reader
Summary: Reader buys a sundress in hopes if getting din’s attention…spoiler alert - It works.
Word Count: 4.5k (the longest thing i have written in a WHILE)
Warnings: SMUT 18+ ONLY! descriptive sexual content, fingering, a teeny tiny bit of cockwarming if you squint, starts out a little intimidating, but it’s literally all soft and sweet. cursing, fluff. (I hope to god that’s everything lol
A/N: Okay y’all this is my first ever like actual smut content so…please be gentle with me xD. I don’t think it’s absolutely terrible, but honestly idk. I hope you guys enjoy! Thank you to @hdlynnslibrary for reading over this for me before I posted it and encouraging me the whole way! ily Heather! <3
Living and working with someone is hard. It has all kinds of unique challenges and obstacles to tackle each and every day. Living with a Mandalorian, however, is even harder. Especially when you have been harboring feelings for said warrior since the moment you met him. At first you thought that living and working as the child’s caretaker would be impossible. The Mandalorian hardly spoke to you and when he did, it was in short clipped sentences. Never one to talk unless absolutely necessary. However, as time wore on you began to chip away at the walls he had built up around him, even if you didn’t know it. He started talking more, sharing things about his past to you, telling stories of his time growing up in the fighting corps. He even told you his name eventually, late one night as you both stared out the viewport of the razor crest. All of these things made you fall further and further in love with the man in beskar, even though you knew he’d never feel the same.
You knew your feelings for the Mandalorian were the real reason behind your most recent purchase at the market. You had been saving up the credits you had earned for the past few weeks, and when you saw the sundress at the market stall, you couldn’t resist. You tried to convince yourself that it was for you, that you just wanted to have something other than pants and a beige shirt for once. However, as you woke up the following morning and slipped the dress on, the only thing you could find yourself thinking was that you hoped Din liked it. It wasn’t anything special, just a simple fabric with tiny floral patterns on it. It has short sleeves and buttons running down the front and falls to just above your knees. By most people’s standards, it was a fairly modest dress.
But Din’s mind went to places far from modest when he saw you emerge from your bunk in the newly obtained outfit. He was looking over his guns and other gear before he went out for another bounty. He raised his head to greet you when he heard you enter the hull but all words failed him when he saw you. He had never seen you in anything but your usual attire, and that never included little dainty sundresses.
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