First Hunt
Pairing: Din Djarin x Fem!Reader
Rating: M, series and blog are E so minors DNI
Warnings: Canon-typical violence, reader's first bounty (they grow up so fast), brief hand-to-hand combat.
A/N: Alrighty folks, we're really getting into it now. New arc, maybe something brewing between our main characters??? Who knows. 🥰 Big round of applause to @creatively-analytical for beta-reading and letting me yell and scream about Shiny Metal Man. 💖 Asks are always open!!
You rise before the sun and get ready to leave, your chest still churning with random emotions from the events from the night before but you do your best to shove it all down. As promised, you wake your parents before you leave and say a simple goodbye; everything you needed to tell them had already been said.
The walk back to the Razor Crest is crisp in the pre-dawn air. The ramp to the back is open by the time you reach the ship so you head in, determined to act completely normal when you faced Mando. Heading straight for your cot, you drop your jacket and call out, “Mando? You here?”
“Up here,” he calls from the cockpit. It was the last place you wanted to see him but you headed up the ladder anyway.
“Morning!” you greet him cheerily, placing your bag on the seat across from yours.
“Morning,” he responds, swiveling his chair to look at you. “Looks like the conversation went well.”
“You were right, talking to them was the right move. They were incredibly supportive and told me how proud of me they are, which was exactly what I needed to hear.”
Busying yourself with your bag, you ask, “So, did you get everything taken care of you needed to?”
Spinning the chair back, he responds, “Yeah, Tonis gave me a couple of low-level bounties that we can go after together as a trial period for you. If we can snag these guys, I’ll know you’re ready.”
“Ready for what?” you ask, curiosity pulling your gaze to the back of his chair.
“Ready to be on your own.”
The answer gives you another jolt of emotion. You try not to think about it but rather focus on the future in front of you. “Oh. Okay, sounds good. Where are we going first?”
“Pasaana. It’s pretty close so we’ll get there in later today.”
You settle into your chair, eyes fixed somewhere beyond the viewport and into the sky above you. “I’m ready.”
Mando punches in the coordinates and the Crest starts to rise. As you take off, you watch your town grow smaller and smaller. You feel this chapter of your life coming to a close and, as the atmosphere of Randon changes to the calm of space, you look away from your old life and forward toward what will be.