Your POV:
After finishing my day of training, I go back to my x-wing and get out all of my supplies to set up camp.
First I start making my bed. Or at least somewhere to sleep. I get out the boxes of food and medical supplies just in case.
After all that is finished, I need to make a fire. Great. I hate making fires.
I pick up the kindling materials and attempt to light the fire. "Stupid fire, why won't you light!" I shout to myself.
"Having some trouble?" I scream after hearing a voice. Luke's voice. "Oh hey, you scared the force out of me" I said making him laugh.
"I'm so sorry Y/N. Did you need help with lighting the fire?" He asks me. I nod my head yes and he comes over to me, taking the kindling materials out of my hand.
He sits down next to me on the floor and instantly starts the fire. "Hey. How did you do that so quick. No fair!" I shout.
I hear him give a small laugh and he leans away from the now lit fire. He looks at me and our faces are now inches apart.
He slowly starts to lean in closer and closer until finally our lips meet. He is kissing me! Luke Skywalker is kissing me!
Our lips move in sync as we continue the passionate kiss we are sharing.
After a while, we both ran out of breath and had to pull away. "You know Y/N, the first time I met you I thought you were absolutely beautiful. From the day I met you, I instantly fell in love with you. My love for you is greater that the galaxy" Luke says to me with a smile.
"Please Y/N. Would you like to be my girlfriend?" He asks me. "Of course" I say back. Luke brings me into a big hug and holds me tight.
"I love you Y/N" he says.
"I love you more"
"I love you most"