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Captain of Your Heart >> Captain Phasma X Female!Reader

Title: Captain of Your Heart

Paring: Captain Phasma X Female!Reader

Warnings: wlw(lesbians), cutesy fluff fic with married couple, awkward rejections.

Spoilers: just know the plot of Star Wars: The Force Awakens.

Author's Note: This is in celebration of Pride Month! I'm a little late, but it's still June here. Enjoy reading!

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As one of the leading engineers aboard the Finalizer, it was hard to catch a break. You were loyal to the First Order, through and through, would perhaps die for the cause if it came to it. You had improved the design of the TIE fighter ships, had invented a fix to the requirements to needing an organic organism in the trash compactors, and instead worked on an acid to reduce the garbage to dust, no need for incineration, and safe to eject into the atmosphere to turn into stardust in the future. As for catching a break aboard the Finalizer, you were yet to formulate a way to get out from all the attention from being such an ingenious engineer.

A portion of the attention was genuine admiration, from that of your superior officers, and the technicians whose lives you made simpler. The majority, however, was the admiration of another kind, which made you feel smidgeon embarrassed. It was...less than work appropriate.

"Officer _______, I see you are available on rota. Do you have a moment to spare...?" You hear the familiar voice of Lieutenant Dopheld Mitaka call after you upon leaving the study in which you devise your designs. Why he is this far away from being understudy to General Hux, you do not know, but wish he would disappear, or maybe you. "I was wondering if you had spare time next week, and wished to share it with me, Officer."

He addresses you formally, but he gives you a smile which makes you think this is anything than business for the First Order he is proposing. It must be the fourth time this month you will have to reject the guy; he just can't take a hint.

"I do have spare time, Lieutenant Mitaka," you straighten your back, staring him in the eye. "But I have already made plans spend it."

You see his face redden. "Oh. Oh! Perhaps the week after -,"

You shake your head. "Maybe I should have made myself clearer, Lieutenant Mitaka, but please, take no offense when I say that I have no interest in sharing my spare time with you." You salute to him, as a superior in rank, and make way to the meeting you are to have that you cannot be late to. "Good day."

It was but four days later when you were handing the finalised plans to the General himself that you were stopped at the door of his office. If asked on your opinion of the leader of the First Order, you would give an opinion, yes, but it would not be your opinion. You believed the General to be a headstrong man who had a fire in his lungs that desperately needed to be put out before it turned to madness. He led the First Order well, yes, but if you were to direct the way, it could be more than efficient. But perhaps that was just you, as an engineer.

"Officer ________," he placed the file of your designs upon the Datapad on his desk. "I have noticed that you are not one for taking time for yourself in the public sphere."

Turning, you raise an eyebrow to your superior, wondering if this was to go in the same direction that the discussion with Lieutenant Mitaka had gone but four days before. "What do you mean, General Hux? When not in session with my fellow peers, I am in the mess hall, or watching the sparring in the training areas." You spoke the truth. You loved to see the Stormtroopers and younger Officers learning the arts of combat. It was like dancing, but with weapons.