- I think i've sorted the grammer out now, hopefully it will be easier to read.
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No, it can't be. She mused quietly, leaning towards the fresher.
Still the low humming sound carried through the door, sounding more melodic by the second. Amused, she gently rested her ear to the door hoping to confirm her suspicions. Typically that would be the moment the door flew open revealing the water flecked, naked form of her favourite scoundrel.
For an unbearably long moment they just stood. Belatedly realising that she should probably offer up some explanation as to what she was doing, she attempted to speak...
"I umm....it was just...you were..."
Coherent thought usually went out the window at the sight of those bare muscular shoulders, wide chest, slim waist, well defined stomach....
Whoa, eyes on the face, Organa, the face is safe. She silently berated herself.
Han decided to wait her out; any number of relevant quips about his natural ability to turn any woman into a quivering mess of hormones ran through his head. For this occasion though, he resolved to stay quiet as his curiosity to what she was actually doing heightened.
"Singing!" she blurted out suddenly, trying to take the focus from herself.
"Singing?" he repeated, feigning confusion.
"Yes...that's what you were doing"
"No I wasn't"
"Yes you were. I heard you!"
"Nope, not me sweetheart"
Han couldn't help it. He would argue black was white with her just see that rose flush to her cheeks. Although there were more pleasurable ways to achieve it, and he wasn't completely unsure as to whether his current state of undress was contributing to the warm glow that was presently gracing her porcelain skin.
Just as Leia was starting to question herself (whilst enduring a valiant effort to not let her eye's slip lower than his neck, lest she lose what tenuous grip she had on the situation) Han broke the silence of her thoughts.
"I was humming!" A wide self satisfied grin spread across his face as simultaneously a frown marred Leia's.
"What! There's no difference... Gods you are impossible sometimes!" she practically spat out.
"Sweetheart, I really don't understand why you're so upset, do you dislike my humming or are you upset because I found out about you door hugging fetish?" Han drawled with a lopsided grin.
A small giggle escaped her lips as she realised she had just started the most pointless argument to hide her embarrassment. Han, encouraged by the turn of events gathered Leia up in a deep hug, lightly placing kisses along her neck.
"No, No, stop it you're getting my shirt all wet!" she half-heartedly protested. This only served to encourage Han to press his body more firmly against hers. Submitting herself to his embrace she sighed contentedly.
"I love this, being together and finding out the little things about you. Like singing, sorry, I mean humming in the fresher"
"Not always. Only when I'm happy" he mumbled quietly into her hair, still slightly uneasy with being completely open and honest with someone.
"And you are? Happy?" Leia knew he was he let her know in a thousand small ways every day that he was. That he loved her. However hearing him say it always brought warmth to her heart like she'd never experienced.
Tipping her face up slightly so hazel orbs met chocolate brown, he whispered
"More than I could ever have imagined"
Just as Leia was about to pounce on him there was a muffled knock at the door. Registering Leia's panicked reaction he soothed
"Don't worry it's just your brother. Not your High Command buddies coming to do the routine smuggler sweep of your cabin"
He had said it in jest, although it did bother him slightly that Leia still wanted to keep their relationship between themselves. Was she ashamed of him or just worried about High Command's reaction? As if reading his mind Leia promised she would tell them as soon as things settled down a bit. At another muffled, although slightly louder knock at the door, Leia insisted that Han answer the door whilst she changed into a dry shirt. More than anything she wanted to prove that she wasn't too paranoid to have him answer the door. It's just Luke any way she told herself No one else would come here at this time....would they? She wasn't really worried about High Command's reaction to her relationship with Han; she just wanted to be able to announce it to them herself. That way it wouldn't seem as though she had been hiding it. She was just at her bedroom door when she glanced back
"HAN!"
"What?"
"Towel"
Wrapping a towel around his waist he rushed to answer the door.
"Hey Kid, come in...."
He trailed off as he realised he wasn't speaking to the blonde haired blue eyed Jedi, but instead the red headed, rather stern leader of the Rebel Alliance.
In nothing but a towel.
In Leia's cabin.
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*holds breath*
Would love some criticism (constructive preffered!) 
