You Don't Learn How to Hug

A/N: I wrote this are 2:00 so sorry for any mistakes me and Google missed. Anyway this is just a short story I wrote up while my family was sleeping so go ahead and enjoy! OMG I just remembered I keep on forgetting a disclaimer. Okay so here we go; I don't own SWR, just what's going on in this one-shot/short story.

It was night in Lothal; everyone was asleep. Suddenly; a scream could be heard in Zeb and Ezra's room. The latter was sitting straight up in his bed, sweat covering his skin making his clothes stick slightly to him and fuzz cover his fingers. He was panting like he ran the entire distance of the plains of Lothal and back. Taking shaky breaths, not allowing himself to cry, he spoke out loud to himself. "It's- it's ju-just another night nightmare. Ther-there no-normal." He heard footsteps walking swiftly through the halls of the Ghost. He layed back down and pretended to sleep; hoping he would.

He saw it was Kanan. "Ezra; are you okay? I felt something wrong~"

"I'm fine." Ezra forced himself to say, although it ended out to be barely a whisper. He watched, still laying there, as Kanan climbed onto his bunk. "Are you sure you're okay?" There was no answer as Ezra fought himself to yes he was. In the end though; he lost. "No." The padawan squeaked. Kanan's frown deepened. "What's wrong."

No answer.

There was silence over their heads, like they were asleep and Kanan wasn't next to Ezra on his bed while the other was curled up in the corner avoiding all types of contact. Finally he spoke. "Everything. Everything that ever happened to me is what's wrong. I shouldn't have ended up like this, I shouldn't have meet you."

"But Ezra it's okay. Even though it wasn't supposed to happen; I'm glad it did and so should you."

"It's okay." Ezra whispered not believing what he just said. "It's~" he got cut off as Kanan hugged his trembling, curled up form. The 14 year old still didn't let himself cry. His arms twitched, as it reaching to hug him back, but he didn't hug back. Kanan got him to calm down using the force. He tried to ask him what happened until he settled to ask simple questions, taken back when he got answers.

"What's your favorite food?"

"I don't have one."

"Okay; do you have a favorite color?"

"I did, but forgot what it was." That disappointed Kanan

"Are you hungry?"

"No." Not wanting to ask anymore questions, Kanan held his grip on Ezra tighter. At the touch the ex-loth rat stiffened and made the tensity in the room almost double. Then Kanan had one last question to ask. "Why don't you hug back?" It was a question unlike him, but he did get an answer. "I forgot how."

"Would you mind if I taught it for training tomorrow?" It was a stupid question, and Kanan only realized that after he asked it. He felt even worse when his padawan didn't reply.

Until he did. "You can't learn how to hug. I comes naturally; or at least it did. Goodnight Kanan..." Ezra fell back to sleep leaving Kanan with his arms still around him. Ezra was still tense as Kanan sucked in what just happened

"You don't learn how to hug."