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Sorry for the spam but how do we feel about a yandere!Slick? Boy has no loyalty to the Republic but maybe his programming still wants him to be loyal to something. Or *someone.* Assuming he could escape Republic prison or wherever he was shipped off to.

OR maybe the transport ship carrying him to prison crashes on some forsaken planet and someone nurses him back to health as a sole survivor??

Sorry for dumping I just have all these ideas right now but who knows when I'll ever get around to writing them.

Never apologize for bringing me the nectar of life itself. Yandere!Slick my beloved ❤️

I believe that even BEFORE his official first act of rebellion against the republic, if you were in his corner or even just a caring person in his life, he would be head over heels.

The moment he's taken into custody, he's panicking. Not for thoughts of his own safety even, but how on Hoth is he going to get back to you now? How is he going to keep his precious cyar’ika safe if he's decommissioned?! No, he needs out and he needs out now.

How he finds a way out I could see writing about another time, but for now, let's just say he's successful!

The moment Slick shows up to your apartment again, you're hit with flood of emotions.

"Angel..."

From what you've been told, he's killed his brothers, helped the sith, thrown his own family under the bus for maker's-sake... but can you blame him?

He's been groomed from birth to be the perfect super-soldier, a paradigm of discipline and deadly force. Trained unforgivingly and broken down into a desperate shell.

So, though conflicted, you embrace him. Ushering him inside before anyone can see him, you close the door behind you.

You draw your eyes up to him, tears of confusion and relief brimming in your eyes.

You can only manage to choke out a pathetic, "Slick-" before he's practically crashing into you, lips on yours more passionately than you would have thought possible for a man you had only known as a friend up to now. (And you had thought about it.)

You had harbored something of a crush on your radical friend for a while now. If your mind wasn't so numb from shock you would be slightly annoyed he hadn't done this before becoming an enemy of the state.

You wrap your arms around his neck, if anything to steady yourself as the kiss becomes bruising. Pushing him away with some effort, you take a gasp.

"Slick, what-"

"Marry me, cyare."

You nearly pass out at that, having to steady yourself in his arms.

You think that maybe he's trying to make light of the situation, but he's dead serious.

Obviously you turn him down, this is insane! First you're committing acts of terror, now you're asking me to marry you?!

Poor, naive cyare...

He wasn't asking.