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Them Falling in Love with you Scenarios
A\N: This includes Obi-Wan Kenobi, Luke Skywalker and Anakin Skywalker. (I might add Kylo Ren if you guys want.)
Obi-Wan: You were his first Padawan before Anakin, and you two had a great relationship. Trust, love and compassion. Obi-Wan had felt as though you were special and strived to protect you always. After taking on Anakin, he had his hands full therefore the communication was very limited, including times where you guys didn't talk at all for a specific day or two. However, Obi-Wan always apologized and told you what had happened in order for you to get some closure and for the two of you to move on with it.
He knew he loved you when he saw how long you were willing to talk to him and how long he was willing to stay on for you. And how much he would risk in order to ensure your safety.
Luke Skywalker: A fellow farmer on Tatooine in the field of moisture, you two had a good amount of things in common: wanting to get off Tatooine and explore and that you both hated farming. Luke more often than not, would find himself staring at you whenever he desperately needed an answer, he would look at how gorgeous and smooth your skin was and how beautiful your hair seemed to be, everything about you made him feel like living was worth it. Of course he took you with him on Jedi trainings and everything just because the concept was foreign, he knew that you wanted to explore and because you were his best friend, of course he wasn't going to leave you.
In a battle with Stormtroopers you got hit and swarmed repeatedly with blasters and almost died, Luke, thankfully, was there to slice them before they could do any more damage to you. He immediately took care of you, apologized profusely and cried. That's when he realized he loved you, when you almost died.
Anakin Skywalker: You and Ani had been friends as long as you could remember, coming over to Shmi's for a chance to play, talk, whatever. You and Anakin were inseparable, sort of like Velcro. Where he goes, you go, what he does, you do. And so it continued like that for years, once he became a Jedi, he insisted you be trained as well, and here you were, a Jedi Master, trained under the Anakin Skywalker.
In his anger and rebellion, followed by his descent to the Dark Side, he almost killed you, and although Obi-Wan had saved you by cutting his arms\legs off, you still felt yourself die with him, and that's when he realized he loved you.
Destined (Part Two)
It had been a few years since you started training under Darth Vader. He believed you had tons of potential and wasn't very hard on you, but he was quite inattentive in the field of giving you attention more than for training or whatever random questions you have.
Your feelings had spiked, you had to admit, but how was this even possible? You were already convinced you love him, so why does it feel like you do more? Maybe it's because you are closer to him than ever before. Today was no different from yesterday, you had training and more alone time. "Master, are you ready?" You asked, taking off the gloomy black cloak he had gifted you and taking your lightsaber off of your hip, assuming a stance. However, you were cut short when you saw Vader staring at something and you sensed his emotions, he was... sad? You approached him, wondering what you would find.
"Master?" You uttered, touching his shoulder very slightly. His breathing spiked, and he instinctively turned around and when he spotted you, you felt his emotions shift into the expressionless Vader you knew. "Yes?" He asked, his breathing slowing. "Are you... alright?" You asked cautiously, trying your best not to get on his bad side anymore than you might've already. He gazed at you, his helmeted head seeming to lean down slightly and the shaded black lenses in his helmet for his eyes, you felt like he was looking at you. "No." He answered simply, now his gaze shifted away from you, out into Space. "Why?" You peered up at him. The situation was odd, he never answered your questions like that, frankly, he barely answered any personal questions. "Luke, Luke Skywalker." He answered, and you tilted your head. "What about him?" Vader looked at you. "He is my son." He seemed to be trying to gauge your reaction to this.... surreal information.
"What?" Vader nodded simply, now clasping his hands behind his back in a seemingly thoughtful attempt to give you more time to process it. "When I was a boy, I met a Jedi Master, Qui-Gon Jinn.... He insisted I become a Jedi, and rebelled against the Council a multitude of times. His Padawan, Obi-Wan Kenobi took to promising him to train me when Qui-Gon died. I was trained for ten years, took the trials, and passed. Alas, was not put on the Jedi Council in the rank of Master.... Until I witnessed a Jedi go against the Code, they were plotting to take over. I did what I had to, and my wife, pregnant with my child, died; I killed her." Your body shivered, and you practically froze. He did what? He looked back out the window. "Luke is my child." He said, his voice filled with determination, determination for what? "Master... if you do catch Luke, what are you to do with him?"
Vader looked back down at you, as if you should already know the answer and you thought for a second, and when the epiphany hit you, you gasped. "You're going to train him? Bring him over to the Dark Side?" Vader didn't reply. "But what about me? Was I... a pawn? This entire time?" Tears prickled in your eyes, and Vader looked back at you. "Your training is almost complete." He breathed, before sweeping away, out of the room without a single care in the world to how it made you feel. You stood there, dumbfounded. You thought he cared for you, and that he actually saw you as what the Empire needed... Maybe you were wrong.
Sibling Quote, for their birthday!
Okay so it's both of my siblings birthday today, soooo here's a poetic quote for them!
"Make it a point to love yourself as fiercely as you do others." - Commitment, by Rupi Kaur.
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"Tell me, Atlas. What is heavier: The world or its people's hearts?"
Obi-Wan returned to you. Dejectedly walking into your shared home, his head hung low, his clothes dirty and his body shaking. "Obi?" You said, peeking out of the kitchen, when you saw his state, you realized he had done it. He killed Anakin, his brother. You rushed to his side, pulling him into a reassuring and firm hug. "You did what you could." You whispered, stroking his hair. "No...." He whispered back. "I failed him." You leaned back, taking his face into your hands, cupping it. "Anakin chose his path, and you chose yours. You did what you could. You taught him, you loved him. Do not let his mistakes shape you." Obi-Wan nodded, now hugging you back. Over the course of the last few months Obi-Wan spent in Coruscant, he seemed immensely depressed, despite showing some happiness, it was a façade, you knew. Sure that no one else could see the hurt in his eyes, you would spend all day and all night holding him, reassuring him. You knew what it had done to him, killing Anakin, killing both a friend, family member and apprentice. It destroyed him. He had barely any will. That's what you never, ever would think possible. This kid, from Tatooine, whom Obi taught for ten continuous years would become the very thing he sought to destroy, sought to put an end to. Sure, it was a tragedy, a horrid thing to be alive to go through. And now? In the aftermath, Anakin dead, Padme dead, Sith rising, only two Jedi remaining and a destroyed Obi-Wan. You could even express how much it physically hurt you to see a man, the very same man you fell in love with and married, so burnt-out, depressed and just... broken, it wasn't the same. Nothing was. Except the same old lies he told you: "I'm fine, my love.", "I know I did all I could." or "I'm glad it's over. We can rebuild now." Because it was evident he was in pain, evident he wanted to go back, to die rather to live without his legacy. There were so many times where you heard him crying, sobbing himself to sleep because of the pain, as it was basically his only way of reacting to it. You stayed with him, hugging him, caressing him, holding him, telling him you loved him, it was going to get better and that the pain would fade. But you knew otherwise, you knew it was going to worsen more than ever, before it got any good. The way Obi-Wan looked at you when you both laid down in bed together, was one of love and sadness, but you knew it would be over, eventually.
Destined
You didn't specifically know what it was that caused you to believe so firmly that you loved Darth Vader, because it's preposterous in itself. You, a lowly Stormtrooper, who has never ever done anything, never majored in anything. All you knew is how to operate a blaster and follow orders. That's all. But you had the audacity to fantasize of yourself with your own Lord? A Sith, with a tragic past, one strong with the Force, one who you weren't even sure noticed you. But you found yourself thinking you could fix him, make him love you.
What you didn't know was that Vader could sense the nervousness that seemed to encourage you not to look at him whatsoever. He could sense every one of your emotions without you knowing, you weren't really good at hiding them, even under the Stormtrooper mask.
You wandered the halls of the Death Star aimlessly, pretending to be on patrol, when in reality, you were clearing your head. "Hey, YN-447, are you off duty?" Another Trooper asks you. "Huh? Um... nah, not at all." You reply, looking up at the Trooper. "Lord Vader's supposed to be coming down here, I think." The Trooper glanced around. "W-what? Why?" You ask shakily, blushing. "Dunno." The Trooper shrugs. A second later, you hear a scuttle of footsteps and the iconic sound of Vader's breathing, and you felt your breath speed up slightly.
Draped in all black, stepping with an unspoken authority and an aura of badass. "What is your business, Troopers?" He said, with a sort of bored tone. "I was going on a walk, My Lord..." You said, the prospect of lying to him was absurd, as you knew he wouldn't fall for it. "Were you given permission?" Vader asked, his head tilting toward you, you looked up, to lock your eyes with his, even if you nor he could see the other through the black lenses. "No. It was supposed to be quick." Vader sighed, obviously it was annoying to him to have to deal with you. "I see. Clearly, you've no sense, Trooper. What's your name?" You took a second, a second too long perhaps. "YN-447." You replied.
He doesn't respond, but just nods, and he sweeps away. You stared after him in awe and felt your face heat up again. A few days later, you were called to report to Vader's chambers, in account for getting in a bit of an argument with a fellow Trooper (Aggressive negotiations). You entered and took off your helmet, you noticed he was staring outside, at Space. "YN-447, I trust you know why you are here." He spoke. "I do, My Lord." He turned to you, his hands clasped securely behind his back. "Would you like to tell me how you got the Lightsaber?" You looked up at him. "I snagged it, from a Jedi I killed." He nodded. "How did you learn to use it?" You took a deep breath. "I didn't. It came... naturally." He said nothing, and looked away from you, back out the window. You moved closer, but only slightly, not entirely sure of what to do.
Did you upset him? Offend him? Make him sad? Your eyes shifted around the room nervously. "Do you know what that means?" He spoke after a seemingly forever-type pause. "No?" You tilted your head. "You are to be trained in the ways of the Sith." Vader turned to you. "What?" You said, dumbfounded. "I hope I did not stutter." He said, his voice sounding quite sour. "A-as your apprentice? Or...?" He scoffed, not even attempting to answer that question. He looked at you, (or at least you thought he did) and said to you possibly one of the softest tones he could manage. "It's your destiny."
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Blessings
Both Padme and Anakin's eyes curiously gazed down at yours, a combination of shock, delight and surprise. "You wish to... marry Luke?" Padme asked once more, for the second time, she looked dumbfounded. "Yes. Please. I don't want to not live without him." Your gaze met theirs again, pleadingly, hoping they would say yes, grant you with the wonderous honor of marrying the boy you've loved since childhood. Anakin's eyes search Luke's, whom you realized hadn't moved for quite some time. "Is this what you want, son?" He asked seriously and it seemed as though the tone brought Luke back to his senses. "How can you ask that, father? I love her." The words sent a shiver down your spine still, even after twenty three years of hearing it. "Have you proposed, Luke?" Padme asked, the beads of her gorgeous, handmade attire and jewelry glistening in the light of the house. Luke nodded in affirmation. He looked at you, a sweet smile on his lips as he gestured for you to show them. You held out your hand, revealing a small, silver ring, with the two Tatooine suns in perfect position, Padme gasped and smiled, her hand going to Anakin's and you could see Anakin's mouth open slightly. "It's handmade?" Padme looked at Luke, her eyes watering slightly. "Yes. It took me a while..." Luke chuckled, a faint blush on his cheeks. "And all we had to do was wait twenty three years..." Anakin laughed. "So, Father, can I marry her? The love of my life?" Luke asked, his eyes set upon his parents, his breath gone with the anticipation, the fear of rejection was a feeling he wanted to never experience with the blessing of loving you. The older couple, his parents, took no hesitation and said yes in unison and your heart skipped two beats. You stood still. Time seemed to freeze. The overjoyed, slightly teary eyes from Padme reminded you of your mother, Anakin's smirk of absolute approval, how his eyes seemed to reminisce his and Padme's wedding gave you the feeling of honor, and the breathtaking view of Luke, his pearly blue eyes twinkling and tears trickling down his gorgeous, delighted face made you really fall in love with him, all over it seemed. The way he turned to you, his grin wide, happy, loving, accomplished, the way his arms wrapped around you and spun you in the way that you both started to cry happy tears of joy. Everything seemed so worth it, the times in which you both went together, when Luke went on his Jedi trainings, his missions, and you thought, worried he wouldn't come home, that it was your last days, moments together. The tears, trust, love, friendship.... You were ready for this new, simply beautiful chapter, knowing, The Force was with you both.
A\N: This is a dumb timeline, I know. But I wanted Ani and Padme to be there and give the you guys' their blessing!
A Precious Gift
You had just gotten back from a painfully long mission, one whole month. When your ship arrived on Tatooine, you were simply ecstatic and exhausted, longing to see Luke. You said bye to your master and left the ship, and to your most pleasant surprise, you saw the boy you fell in love with running as fast as possible to you. Luke Skywalker and you have been a couple for five months and he was a Padawan to Obi-Wan, whom still occasionally taught you and Anakin. You rushed to Luke and let him pick you up and spin you, peppering loving and tender kisses all around your face and neck. "Y\N!! I missed you!!" He exclaimed with absolute delight. "I missed you too, Luke!" You smile, kissing him on the lips. He held your hand and led you into the small hut they had. Anakin turned and smiled at you, "Hey, Y\N. Long mission, hm?" You laughed a bit and nodded. "Hey, dad, we're gonna go stargazing and watch the sun's set, that okay?" Luke asked, his sky blue eyes glittering. You were surprised that he asked for his father's permission, but smiled at his effort to do something so special for you. "Yes, it's alright. Be back before midnight, okay?" Padme smiled at her son and you. Luke nodded. Shmi stepped into the kitchen and handed Luke a box, you didn't know what it was but again, went along with it, seeing the twinkle in your boyfriends eyes. Luke rushed the two of you out to watch the sun's set and the stars beginning to show. The sight was gorgeous, as always, but you never noticed the actual intimate beauty and sense of content the sight granted you until you were sitting on the sand, staring up at it. "How was your mission?" Luke asked. He was such a sweetheart. "It was a success: Darth Sidious has been killed." You say with a sigh. He moved closer to you. "I'm glad you are still here." He smiles genuinely at you and your heart skipped a beat. "Me too. I'm glad I got to see you." You leaned in and kissed him and he pulled out the box that Shmi gave him, and he handed it to you. It was elegant, a blue velvet box. You raised an eyebrow at him and he shrugged and nodded, urging you to open it. Carefully, you open the lid to the box and see a beautiful, handcrafted necklace of the two suns on Tatooine, the same exact ones you were out here looking at. You gasped, heart skipping a beat. "I made it. From scratch." Tears formed in your eyes and you couldn't help but smile, Luke leaned in, took the necklace and hugged you, clasping the precious gift to your neck. He leaned back and admired how it looked as though it belonged on you. "Thank you, Luke. Thank you so much."
Lovely Gesture
You got up and rubbed your tired eyes, looking over to Anakin sleeping peacefully beside you. He always looked so cute sleeping, his hair messily falling over his eyes, and his chest rising in a slow, soothing rhythm. You smiled to yourself and got up, wriggling slowly and effectively from the arm around your waist. You went to the bathroom and brushed your teeth, before making sure he was still asleep and tip-toeing to the kitchen to make him breakfast. Anakin had a scheduled mission today with Obi-Wan, so before he was gone, you decided to do something nice for him. You thought for a long moment what to make him, and then decided really sweet and over the top waffles were amazing. You took out the waffle maker Ani made you for your birthday, and warmed it up, mixing the batter meanwhile. When the waffle maker warmed up, you carefully poured the ready batter into the awaiting squares. You closed the lid and went off to grab the whip cream from the fridge, chocolate syrup and strawberries; Anakin always loved when you did something over the top for him. When you opened the waffle maker lid, you waited a bit to grab a plate and something to scoop the first waffle with, and then placed it on the plate, adding a bit of butter before grabbing the waffle mix and pouring more for the second waffle and closing the lid. Humming silently, you went to do other things around the house while waiting for the waffle to be done: opening the blinds, letting the light pour in, and occasionally checking on the waffle. Once it was done, you poured the last of the batter into the waffle maker and waited, this time, buttering the second waffle and starting to decorate the sides of the plate with the strawberries and small columns of whipped cream. Adding the now finished third waffle into the small kingdom of buttered waffles, the fun really began. You drizzled (And by drizzled, I mean, used the whole bottle) on the stack and drowned it in whipped cream and occasional strawberries. Admiring your masterpiece, you hear Anakin shuffling around in the room, getting up. You smiled. "Hey. What's that your making?" He asked when he entered the kitchen and looked at you. "It's for you." You said sweetly, going over and taking both his hands and leading him to the absolute mouth-watering breakfast you compiled, he chuckled at the gesture, gave you a kiss and spun you around in a hug. "And that's why I love you." He smiled. You got him a fork and butterknife and watched him eat with a content smile. The way he ate it, it looked almost adorable, and smirking as he got every ingredient and topping. Once he finished, (Remarkably fast, I mean, he's Anakin Skywalker.) He leaned over to you, whispering, "What did I do to deserve you..." And kissed your ear lovingly, then your cheek and finally your lips.
Trick or Treat Scenarios!
A\N: Okay, so, this includes Anakin Skywalker and Obi-Wan Kenobi, if you want, either message me or comment who you want specifically. Also, let me know if any of you guys want these scenarios in actual stories!
Anakin: With Ani growing up as a slave on Tatooine, he never experienced Halloween, so you decided to sit him down and tell him about it. He had multiple questions and seemed to be a bit confused about the ritual but he seemed excited at the prospect of doing it with you, his girlfriend. You had the cute idea of going as something that had a duo, so you went as Hermione Granger and Ani as Ron Weasley. Obi-Wan had laughed slightly at Anakin with spray-painted orange hair, but supported. You both got lots of candy and Anakin seemed really content to have celebrated a holiday like this with you, no matter what.
Obi-Wan: You brought up the idea to him once and he seemed fine with it. But now, as you both are dressed as salt and pepper, (It was all I could think of!) he really should've asked what you had in mind for costumes first. As you both flew through the sky and gathered candy, he looked over at you and saw the radiant glow of happiness evident on your face and realized that it was worth it, because you liked it and that was all that mattered.
Angel and Devil
Anakin's eyes met yours, gaze locked. His eyes were butterscotch gold as his descent to the Dark Side was almost completed. The sight alone was enough to bring tears to your eyes. "What.... what are you doing?" You ask, voice heavy with the tons of emotions heaving down on you. "I'm saving you." He replies, tone rough. You look at him, hoping he can sense how this breaks you. "What do you mean?" Your voice cracked. "All of this- I'm doing it for you." He brings his hood down, still gazing at you with those cursed eyes, you wished, to God, you could look away. "No, you're not. Y-you... who are you?!" You burst, tears burning in your eyes. "The Jedi are evil, Y\N. You know it. You said so earlier." Anakin circled around you, his gaze on you never wavering. "Anakin, the Jedi are not evil. It is what you are doing, what you are planning, believing, that is evil." He scoffs. "For what? Doing something for you?" He laughs. "You are twisted! Obi-Wan told me of what you've done: Killed younglings, even Master Windu!" Your sadness turned quickly to a boiling rage. What happened to him? "I am to save you from inevitable death. Obi-Wan has twisted you." You stay silent for a second. "Why?! Just... why? The Dark Side? Anakin, what happened to destroying the Sith? Becoming a great Jedi?" Your voice lowered, all you could do was look at him, as he looked at you. And hope for an explanation, hope this was a dream, a sick, hellish dream. " I told you already, Y\N! The Jedi are evil! They are plotting to overthrow the senate!" He snarls and you literally cannot believe what is happening. "You're lost... aren't you? This... Dark Lord... has entered your brain and twisted the contents, hasn't he?" You're voice becomes slightly desperate. Desperate for him to come back to you, turn back to the sweet, caring person you've once known him as. Not this monster. This can't be how you both end, can it? "I am no longer living in a fantasy, Y\N. This is reality! There cannot be both a hero and a villain, one has to oppose the other." A tear spilled onto your cheeks, a poetic, but feeble reaction to his words. "What have you become?" You question, unable to stop the aching in your heart, or the cracking in your voice, or the tears spilling carelessly down your cheeks and hitting the floor. Lava boils and shoots up behind him, barely able to entrap your mood in this moment. "God, Y\N. How many times must you be told? It's for you! To keep you alive, safe!" He steps closer to you, and you step back. "I loved you. I really did." You confess, your bottom lip quivering, much like your body right now, as you step closer to the edge, your head spun. Anakin glared at you, with his intense gaze, unable to piece you together. "We could've had it all..." You sob quietly, stepping closer to the platform that separated you both, and a painful, bloodcurdling death. Would that bring you peace? Would that calm the storm in your heart? Yeah, it might actually... You step more and more to the edge. Anakin seems to realize what you are doing, planning to do and he rushes over to stop you, only to accidently bump into you and push you over. "Y\N!" He screams as your eyes widen, falling fast to your certain doom. You look at him as you fall and his eyes meet yours, you can see a tear escaping his glowing yellow eyes. Just before you connect with the scorching lava and die, you have one last thought, "What could have happened?" And before anything else, you fall into the lava, screaming agonizingly as you burn, wishing you were never born. What could have happened?
Rumors (Part 2)
"Do you believe them? The rumors?" You asked again, a tone of major panic evident in your voice. Obi-Wan looked at you. "The ones of attachment? Between you and I?" You nod. "Y\N, I do not stoop to the levels of eavesdropping when I can ask you and get the answer firsthand." Obi-Wan speaks seriously, his voice turning slightly firm. "I-I know, Obi-Wan..." You sigh. Your eyes flickering from his gorgeous, pearly blue eyes to the floor. "Then why are you asking me?" His Coruscatian accent making you even more anxious. "Because!" You burst out and then notice you yelled. "God, Obi..." You sigh, feeling embarrassed by your outburst. Obi's gaze softened and Anakin leaned against a wall, seeming both eager and annoyed at the same time ."Y\N...." Obi-Wan muttered your name. "Don't make me say it." You plead, gazing at him with slight desperation. Obi-Wan stepped closer to you, his face a familiar, comforting vision. "I like you, too." He whispers into your ear as he embraces you, his arms tightly and lovingly wrapping around your waist. The words made your heart skip a beat. "A-Attachment is forbidden in the Jedi Order." You stammer, head against his chest, listening to the soothing rhythm of his heart beating. The proximity sent chills up your spine. His beard rubbed up against the crook of your neck and his brown robe practically swallowed your body. He chuckled. "My dear, you are worth going against the Jedi Code for." You were sure you blushed at these words. Over the course of the next few days, you and Obi-Wan got used to having and maintaining a secret relationship, with Anakin as the only person who knew.
Rumors
Over the past few weeks you and Obi- Wan Kenobi grew close. The two of you were assigned a mission three weeks ago together and you both worked seamlessly, Obi- Wan seemed to really respect your judgement and you. However, rumors spread throughout the Jedi council about attachments between you both, and the day you heard them, you were confronted. You made your way toward the Jedi Temple to meet with Master Yoda and Master Windu upon request, you strode down hallways until you were let into the Temple. "You requested my presence, Master?" You announced your presence, clasping your hands patiently in front of you as you glanced at both Yoda and Windu. " Yes. Are you aware of what everyone in the Jedi Order is saying about you?" Windu asks, leaning forward in his chair. "No?" You reply, perplexed. " Attachment, you have?" Yoda chimes in, regarding you with a raised eyebrow. It takes you a moment to realize that they must mean you and Obi-Wan. "What? No. Master Kenobi and I simply worked on a mission and respect one another." You said trying to maintain a respectful tone. Truth is, you actually did feel something warm and fuzzy for him, but were you about to admit this to two Jedi Masters who strictly follow the code? Of course not! Windu nods. "Very well then. You do realize that if you do grow somewhat attached to Obi-Wan, you will be kicked from the order? Jedi are not supposed to attach." Windu warns you, looking into your eyes grimly. "Yes, I know, Master Windu." You say, a soft sigh evident in your voice. Windu nods once more, leaning back in his chair. " Powerful Jedi, you are." Yoda says, gazing at you with fondness, despite what he and Windu just accused you of. You nod, remembering what you are and how you got here. You sigh this time, softly, and look up at both of the Jedi Masters. Windu nods, signaling you can leave, you bow slightly and sweep out of the room. You were incredibly glad that Obi-Wan was on a mission with his Padawan, Anakin. You had hoped, with all that you could, that he had not heard of the rumors and wanted to not be friends with you anymore, you didn't know if you could handle that. You graced the hallways, thinking, about your feelings for Obi-Wan that you just couldn't hide and basically everyone in the entire Jedi order knew or were beginning to suspect these feelings of yours to be true, not matter if you try to hide it anymore. Sighing deeply, you place your hands on your head and look at the floor, until you hear footsteps and voices. "I'm sure she doesn't know, Master." "How can you be so sure, my young apprentice?" It sounded like exactly what you had been dreading: Anakin and Obi-Wan. You take your head out of your hands, placing them, clasped, behind your back and gazing thoughtfully out the window. Maybe they would get the hint you were busy thinking? "Ah, my former apprentice, Y\N." Obi-Wan greets you. You squeezed your eyes shut in utter frustration before turning to the Master Jedi Knight and you smile warmly. " Master Kenobi." You greet him back with the level of respect you would normally show him. " I see you're in thought?" He asks you, crossing his arms. "I was, yes." You reply, bringing your hands to your chest and holding them in a business-like manner. Obi-Wan laughs softly and looks at you. "Well, in that case, I must apologize." You smile reassuringly. "Anyway, Master, may I be excused?" Anakin says, rolling his eyes slightly. Obi-Wan shushes him and waves his hand before looking back at you. "You really do have a fascination with the ones that don't seem to listen to you." You joke. "Oh, you know... You weren't that bad." Obi-Wan replies, smirking at you. " Well, I must disagree." You laugh. "You really weren't." He insists. You smile and remember the rumors again, had he heard them? You decided to take a chance. "Hey, have you heard of the rumors going around?" You asked, your face displaying obvious curiosity. He thinks for a minute and his face becomes slightly more serious. "I have." He answers simply. "Do you believe them?" You ask, anxiously waiting.
Love and Affection
Note: This is my first fluff fic on Tumblr! But feel free to make suggestions if you want!
You impatiently waited for Anakin to get back from his particularly long mission so you both could relax and enjoy each other's company. You could barely recall the last time where you both sat down cuddled, talked and became all lovey-dovey. You paced back and forth, the royal blue satin train of your dress gliding smoothly behind you as you turned and walked. "I'm sure Master Skywalker should be arriving soon, Miss." C-3PO reassured you. " Thank you." You said with an overly sweet smile as you tried to think of what could possibly be holding him up for this long. Then, you heard the door slide open and you turned to see your Padawan, in all his sweat and tired glory, smiling at you sweetly. You ran and practically jumped on him, hugging him tightly and sighing, his arms instantly wrapped around you as he hugged you back. "Ani, you're back!" You exclaimed, pulling away to look at his face. "Of course, my love. I'll always come back for you." He leaned down and pressed a tender kiss against your lips. You gazed into his eyes, content with this moment. " Do you want to cuddle or..?" You asked, and he chuckled. "A shower would be nice first. Did you make dinner already?" Anakin asked as he left the main room to go to your guys' shared bedroom, getting undressed and ready to take a quick and much needed shower. You shook your head and hurried to get something started. Minutes pass and you hear the shower turn on, knowing he got in already you place Roast Porg on the table, you waited patiently for him to get out and eat with you. Minutes turn to hours as the food gets cold in waiting for him, and knowing the mission lasted about a month, you waited without complaint, he needed this. Then, you hear the shower turn off and muffled shuffling, you heat the food up and continue waiting. Anakin is out in a few more minutes and sits in front of you, smiling warmly and lovingly at you. " How was your mission?" You ask, wanting to get a conversation going. "It was successful. Obi-Wan thought I could handle it. Going to another planet, far away." He looked at you and began eating. "How about you, how was your month?" Anakin's eyes glanced over your face curiously. "It was lonely, I missed you." You replied, looking at him as well; your eyes locked. He smiled. " What? You were afraid I died or something?" He said jokingly. "Of course not. I am no fool to how keen and aware you are." You replied, seriously. The two of you let those words hang in the air as he finished eating and you averted your eyes to look at something else. " Well... do you want to cuddle?" He suggests and you turn to look at him, smiling slightly. " Duh!" He smiles warmly and lovingly at you and stands up, completely forgetting about the dish of his. You both walk to the nearby living room couch and you sit down on it, waiting for him with a happy demeanor. He sits down next to you and you both hug, he leaves little pecks on your cheek as you warmly embrace him. You relished moments like this, when you two could just sit down and forget about everything else. "How about one of those cheesy holofilms?" Anakin asked, smirking. You nodded and you got off and practically ran to find one you both liked. It was a sort of hobby of your guys' to watch movies together, although Anakin found some really shallow or just too cheesy, he secretly liked them because he's a big romantic. You click the play button on the film and run back over to Anakin and he wraps his arms around you as the movie started.