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revivalproject2021-09-01 08:13 pm
heypartner) wrote in revivalproject2021-09-01 08:13 pm
Closed Second Date
WHO: Cobb Vanth, Din Djarin, & Grogu
WHERE: Cobb's house.
WHAT: Two old space cowboys have a second date.
WHEN: Early evening
WARNINGS: None
There was a whole lot going on with a new city and the whole business with the ships. It had delayed Cobb’s plans slightly but hadn’t derailed them. A day or so later than they had originally planned he and Din managed to actually have dinner. The slight delay had also worked in Cobb’s favor, giving him a little more time to make a privacy screen that would let Din eat with him while still keeping his face hidden.
He’d even rigged up a high chair for the kid so he could be comfortable at the table. Maybe it was a little too much extra work but well it was the right thing to do.
Cobb cooked dishes close to what he could make back home. The main dish had taken him two tries to get right because he’d never cooked fish before. It was the most plentiful protein they had though thanks to Alberto. He was confident this time it wasn’t rubbery and overcooked. It was a nice spicy thick stew with flatbread and some sliced vegetables with a drizzle of oil. Simple, easy. He wasn’t trying to impress anyone.
Okay, maybe he was a little.
Cobb told himself he was too old to get nervous about dinner with the man he fancied but he was a little nervous anyway. Just a little. He was courting a Mandalorian. He had a rough idea from talking to Din that there weren’t many ways for him to screw this up but well… It was important to him. Din and his little green kid were important to him.
He stood outside his house a little before the agreed upon time. His house wasn’t in the best condition but it was decent enough to have guests. They’d have a nice dinner and talk. Cobb was really looking forward to the simple pleasure of spending time with Din. He had learned a long time ago that the simple things like that mattered the most.
“Hey partner,” he said, standing up a little straighter when he spotted Din walking towards him.
WHERE: Cobb's house.
WHAT: Two old space cowboys have a second date.
WHEN: Early evening
WARNINGS: None
There was a whole lot going on with a new city and the whole business with the ships. It had delayed Cobb’s plans slightly but hadn’t derailed them. A day or so later than they had originally planned he and Din managed to actually have dinner. The slight delay had also worked in Cobb’s favor, giving him a little more time to make a privacy screen that would let Din eat with him while still keeping his face hidden.
He’d even rigged up a high chair for the kid so he could be comfortable at the table. Maybe it was a little too much extra work but well it was the right thing to do.
Cobb cooked dishes close to what he could make back home. The main dish had taken him two tries to get right because he’d never cooked fish before. It was the most plentiful protein they had though thanks to Alberto. He was confident this time it wasn’t rubbery and overcooked. It was a nice spicy thick stew with flatbread and some sliced vegetables with a drizzle of oil. Simple, easy. He wasn’t trying to impress anyone.
Okay, maybe he was a little.
Cobb told himself he was too old to get nervous about dinner with the man he fancied but he was a little nervous anyway. Just a little. He was courting a Mandalorian. He had a rough idea from talking to Din that there weren’t many ways for him to screw this up but well… It was important to him. Din and his little green kid were important to him.
He stood outside his house a little before the agreed upon time. His house wasn’t in the best condition but it was decent enough to have guests. They’d have a nice dinner and talk. Cobb was really looking forward to the simple pleasure of spending time with Din. He had learned a long time ago that the simple things like that mattered the most.
“Hey partner,” he said, standing up a little straighter when he spotted Din walking towards him.