Star Wars Rebels: True Love

I don't own Star Wars or any of the characters at this point. Later may include my own characters. Rated T for kisses and implied relationships.

Zeb, Kanan and Chopper were off on a supply run, leaving Hera to babysit the two teenaged rebels. Ezra sat in his and Zeb's room, practicing. He was attempting to lift a plate with the Force. It raised about an inch off the table, wobbling. There were two muffled knocks on the door, disrupting his concentration. The plate fell. He got up, and headed to the door. He opened it, expecting Kanan. Instead, he found Sabine at the door.

"Hi, Sabine. What's up?"

"Can we talk?"

"Sure. Come on in."

He stepped out of the doorway and shut the door.

"Ezra, we need to talk."

"Okay. What about?"

"About us."

"What do you mean? There is no us."

"I know. That's kind of what I wanted to talk about," the 19 year old Mandalorian stammered.

"Okay."

She sat down, as did Ezra.

"So, I know how you feel about me, Ezra."

She paused, and giggled at the sight of the 15 year old's bright crimson blush.

"It's okay. Nothing to be embarrassed about. I think," she stammered. "I think I have feelings for you, Ezra."

Ezra jolted in surprise. Then, his surprise increased when the explosives expert leaned in, and kissed him full on the lips. He leaned into the kiss. She pulled back.

"I love you, Ezra Bridger," She stammered.

"I love you too, Sabine Wren."