Of Guns & Lightsabers: Cold - Cal Kestis x Boba Fett Fic

Cal was always cold. He never properly learnt Tapas, the jedi skill to stay warm - Master Tapal managed to give him a few lessons, but he'd need many more to master the skill.

He learnt to live with the cold. Working on Bracca in all kinds of horrible weather, whether it rained or blew freezing cold wind and in most cases both at the same time, made him almost numb to the feeling - it just became a constant in his life.

Once he joined the Mantis crew he changed the stabbing wet cold of Bracca for the cold of space. A better kind of cold, if such a thing existed, but still cold.

On Ilum he felt the sharp cold, piercing through him like needles. The cold seeped deep into his bones, haunting him long after he left the place.

And then he got introduced to the cold hard feeling of metal armour under his numb fingers and bruised cheek.

He became very aware of the cold afterwards, his mind often drifting back to the feeling of the cold armour.

He accepted he might never feel warm again.

He would have never thought that Boba Fett was so warm underneath all that cold metal.