bakerstreet | Shipping Picture Prompts ♡ (one last hurrah on Valentine's Day)

They say every vehicle becomes an extension of the person that owns it. In the case of Han and the Millennium Falcon, it seems absolutely true. The disorganized, no frills accommodations. Functionally messy from bow to stern. Even the way that they flew together suggested that he had a pretty special connection to the ship and the ship to him.

“That you can find them all in the time that I can get one ... well, it isn’t fair, but. It means you’ve been spending the right amount of time on board, Captain.”

He finishes slipping into a heavy pilot’s jacket and takes about half of the compiled blankets out of her hands. Then he starts guiding them to the roof access ladder, spending a moment struggling with the stuck hatch before getting it open.

“There we go.” He murmurs. “Come on up.”

Carol smiles at him and grabs her own jacket to add the pile once he takes some of the blankets. "What can I say? I love this ship almost as much as I love you." Now, she wasn't so bold as to think that she knew every nook, cranny, and hiding space, but essentials like the cockpit, food, and the bedroom? Absolutely.

She waits until Han is out of the way and just floats up through the hatch, ignoring the ladder. She's not trying to show off or anything; it's just simply easier to do that with an armful of blankets.

Touching down on the hull, she walks over by Han and takes a glance around. "Where's the best place to make camp?"

Han doesn’t even hold it against her — that she flew up the ladder. He would have too. To be able to see her make the extraordinary seem so ordinary had taken a long time and there were still moments where it still didn’t quite seem like it was real. He certainly wouldn’t have believed there was someone, just on the other side of known space, who could do the thangs that she could.

It reminded him of those impossible Jedi stories they told kids about.

“This panel over here.” Han says, as he unceremoniously drops all the blankets he was holding in the relative sport he wanted to spread them out on.

Carol holds in a laugh and sets her pile down next to his before pulling on her jacket. Then she starts spreading out the blankets on top of each other, but making sure to leave some to get under as well. A warm snuggle cocoon on the hull.

Once that's done well enough, she takes a seat and looks out at space. She waits for Han to settle next to her before saying, "This is really something."

It looks like a great snuggle cocoon. It really does, only when he pictured coming up onto the roof, it was with a bottle of wine (and some glasses to drink from). Which he realized just now. Dang it.

“It is.” He settles, leans in to place an affectionate kiss on her cheek. “I left the wine down there, though.”

“Rock, paper, scissors to find out who goes to get it?”

Actually, Carol would be very content to just have him stay here and forget the wine. If she has Han and a beautiful view of the stars, she really can't ask for anything else.

But, he did plan it.

"Yeah, all right." She pulls up her hand and gets it in position.

Han rattles his fist back and forth like he was getting ready to roll some dice.

“One, two, three. Shoot.”

Han splays out his fingers flat like a piece of paper.

Carol also shakes her fist and ultimately doesn't change the shape of her hand. She freqently goes with rock, though. Probably to do with Tony so often picking scissors.

She sighs and starts getting up from the cuddle cocoon. "Normal place?"

“Yes please. It’s a green tinted bottle with a red label.”

He doesn’t bother to tell her what the label says because it’s in a language native to his galaxy that even he can’t read. Though he did try to do his research and make sure the stuff that he was buying for tonight was nice. It sure had been expensive, anyway.

Most of his liquor is in a crate that he has fixed to the ground (with tech that amounts to being little more than strong magnets) not far from his cramped little kitchen.

"I'm on it."

Since she wants to get back to the cuddle cocoon as soon as possible, Carol floats her way over to the ladder and down it. Then it's a quick walk over to the crate and the bottle he described is easy to locate on the top.

The glasses are easy to get as well since they didn't need to use any for cooking. And after a quick walk and float back, she hands the bottle to Han and sits down next to him on the blankets.

"Miss me?"

Han is looking pretty cozy.

Though he seems to have adjusted their blankets to face a slightly different direction that they had been before. There’s a direction that’s better facing the nova that is already in progress. This location, on this particular planet, has offered a display that takes up about 30% of their field of view. So close, but not too close for the vulnerable member of this date.

“Thanks sweetheart.” He murmurs, pulling up the blanket for her climb under. “And I missed you terribly.”

Han did the research and picked the location so he's welcome to adjust the blankets for optimal viewing. She won't even say a word about it.

Carol climbs back into the cocoon and once settled, steals a kiss from him. "Then I'm glad I hurried back." She holds onto the glasses while she waits for him to open the bottle. Maybe she should've done it, but again, he planned the night so she's going to let him get the glory, even if it's in bottle-opening form.

He did a pretty good job planning this date and making sure they were gonna have a nice, romantic evening on the night of her Earth holiday. Cosindering that? He will happily take a hold of that bottle and do the honors of uncorking the wine.

“I’ve been flying around the galaxy since I could get my hands on a starship.” He murmurs, as he begins pouring them each a drink. “I don’t think I’ve ever gotten to see a nova before.”

She's really very impressed that he's gone all out for an Earth holiday and she plans to show it once they're back inside in his living quarters.

But for now, Carol smiles at him as she holds the wine glasses for him. "I honestly haven't really taken the time to stop and watch the novas. I'm glad my first is with you."

Han pours them each a glass of wine and corks the bottle for later. Did they need the bottle of wine to have a good time together? No. Probably not. Since he had gone through the trouble to get it and spent the extra money on a nice bottle of wine besides, he did kind of want it available to them.

He open the blankets and (more importantly) his arms out to her for cuddling.

“I figure neither of us probably gets to enjoy being out in space as much as we should. Not when there’s always somewhere to have to get to.”

And she was going to happily drink it because he went out of his way to get it. Never let anyone say that Carol Danvers isn't a good girlfriend. Well, at least she tries to be since there's been more than once that something world-saving level has come up and she's had to cancel their plans.

but she's here now and happily cuddling into his arms and the blankets. It's so warm and comfortable that it's going to be hard to leave later.

"You're right. It's always used as a way through instead of a destination. You're excellent at planning dates for holidays you don't even celebrate."

He would even say a great girlfriend. It’s why he goes the extra mile to be not just kind around her, but to put in effort for something like this. When you get passed the scruff and the thick skin of Han Solo, there’s a romantic underneath it all — but he does kinda have to work at it a little.

Then again, if his life has taught him anything, it’s the things you need to work for that are the most rewarding.

His takes a second to settle his drink somewhere he doesn’t think it will get knocked over, then she’ll feel him leaning in a little closer to her. “I kinda like them, now. When I was really young there wasn’t much to celebrate.”

A great girlfriend is definitely not a thing that she's ever been called. But maybe it just took the right person who could put up with her and her job. Whatever she'd done or does to make Han plan things like this, she hopes that she keeps doing it.

She nuzzles in against him, also putting her drink far enough away so that it isn't knocked over.

"Do you want to talk about it? When you were young?"

“There’s only so much to tell.” He wouls have offered her a shrug to show her how unphased he was by it, but now that she was snuggling into him he didn’t want to move so much. “My old man was stuck and unhappy. I put up with it for a while till I couldn’t, then I left without looking back. Heard he died not too long afterwar,”

“After that, I was living on the streets. I fell in with anybody that was willing to give me a little food and a place to sleep.”

Carol reaches over to give his hand a squeeze while he talks. Everything she's gone through with her family honestly pales in comparison. That Han has gone through all that to be the person he is, she's impressed.

"Then yeah, I guess I can see why you'd enjoy celebrations now. I'm sorry you went through all of that."

That’s a very glossed over version of his story. He’ll never get much more specific than that because he didn’t see much point in revisiting the past. He had left it all behind him years ago and he had no interest in dredging it up without good reason — in this case, yes, giving Carol a little bit of context felt like a good reason. It might help her understand why he did some of the things that he does.

“We all end up going though somethin’.” He says with a fractional shrug. It also could have been worse than it was, he was lucky compared to some. “What about you? Your turn to share.”

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And that was okay with Carol. While she was interested in his past, it wasn't what made her care about him. The person he was now, the warm heart hidden under grumbles...that was who she was most interested in.

She takes a sip of her drink before sharing her part. "I didn't get along with my parents. My dad was a sexiest piece of shit. Despite me doing well in school, he only had the money for one kid to go to college, and it was going to be my brother.

So as soon as I graduated and turned 18, I joined the Air Force. I didn't have the heart for celebrations when I was kid, then I was too busy. Only in last few years have I really had a sense of celebrating with people you care about. And this would be my first Valentine's that means anything."

There was a good guy underneath the galaxy hardened persona. He’d balk and try to say otherwise to anyone said so aloud, but if you got to really know Han, it was impossible to miss.

“Seems pretty backward.”

Honestly, so backward that he didn’t even know that there were still places out there where they discriminated by gender. He comes from a galaxy where women could pursue all opportunities that a man could and it had been for thousands of years. Sure, most societies still looked at women as better care takers than men, but that isn’t all they were seen as.

“Anyway, I’m happy to have swept you off your feet before anyone else could, Captain.”

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She sees it. She doesn't call it out because he gets twisty and denies it. But she sees it.

"It is backward. I only recently got close again with my mom and then she...well, she died."

Carol shook her head and took a long sip of the wine.

"But that's not why we're here. We're here to enjoy each other's company and this great view." She looks back at him with a smile. "I'm glad you did, too."

“I’m having a great first valentines.”

He thought she should know, just incase the self satisfied smile he’s been wearing all night wasn’t enough to clue her in. Han seems very contented stargazing on the roof of his ship with Carol at his side.

Rather than going for another sip from his glass, he leans over to her to get a wine glazed kiss from Captain Marvel.

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