Chapter 26
TW: Mild sexual content. Otherwise, carry on :)
Anakin POV:
"Woah, did you feel that?" I asked Obi-Wan as we entered the halls of the Temple.
As soon as we stepped inside, I felt a sharp pain inside of my head that lasted for about five seconds. I rubbed my frontal lobe to ease the lingering ache but it didn't help as much as I thought it would.
Every Jedi around me, including Obi-Wan, did the same thing I was doing. His features scrunched up painfully, "I most certainly did feel that. Either someone is feeling very emotional," He began, emphasizing the word 'very', "or every Jedi is just happening to get the same headache at the same time."
I chuckled at his attempts to keep the mood lightened, even though it just increased the throbbing pain in my head. I stopped walking to press my palm against the window of the Temple and lean against it. I felt dizzy and didn't want to pass out in the middle of the hallway in front of the other Jedi. I closed my eyes and exhaled as the aching stopped for a moment, and then returned just when I thought it was over. My body stiffened again and I turned around to lean my back against the window. This headache was the most peculiar one I've ever had; the pounding in my frontal lobe lasts for maybe a few seconds and then stops, only to come back again.
"Okay," I pushed myself off of the window and put my hand on Obi-Wan's shoulder, and he was currently massaging his temples, "what is going on?"
Obi-Wan huffed and shrugged my hand off of his shoulder, "Hush Anakin, I'm trying to focus." He went back to massaging his temples and closed his eyes, looking as if he was meditating.
I rolled my eyes and pushed my blonde stray curls back, and absentmindedly combed my fingers through them. I looked up and down the hallway again at the other Jedi, and noticed that they were all conversing in cliques about what was going on. I furrowed my brows in confusion as I identified each person.
That's weird. Yoda isn't out here, and neither is—
"(y/n)."
Obi-Wan's voice snapped me out of my thoughts and I turned my head back towards him, "What about her?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.
Obi-Wan sighed and rolled his eyes, probably because I didn't catch on to what he was talking about, "I mean that she is the cause of this commotion. I can sense her emotions flying in every direction."
My heart dropped to my stomach as I took in his words. It all makes sense, and now I feel like such a blind dud for not realizing it at first. I ran my hands through my hair, "This is all my fault." I muttered.
I had deliberately ignored her the rest of the night, and now she must think that I hate her, even though that's the complete opposite reason as to why I did it. I thought that having a moment to myself would calm my temper—and it did—but I didn't even tell her why I wasn't talking to her. I just left things on a bad note and assumed that she knew what I was doing.
Am I always this dense?
Obi-Wan shook his head, "No, this is my fault. I'm the one that told you to give her space, when I should've realized that you were what she needed. I apologize for making matters worse." His blue eyes were filled with deep regret it made my heart twist to see him upset like this. Obi-Wan rarely expressed any form of sadness, so actually seeing it was a very uncanny occurrence.
I smiled slightly and patted his shoulder, and we continued walking down the hallway, "I appreciate that, but it was my fault for listening to someone with zero relationship experience." I joked.
He gave me an offended look, "I do have relationship experience, believe it or not."
Wait, what?
I rose an eyebrow and laughed, "You? My former Master, who always scolded me when I didn't follow the rules, has relationship experience?" This was news to me, and if anything I was more shocked that he's never told me about it.
He shrugged and nodded, as if it was a casual thing to admit even though he was a Jedi. But I still stared at him with wide eyes as we reached the end of the hallway and stopped walking to turn towards each other. I scoffed in disbelief as he gave me a casual expression, "But how—and why....I have so many questions now." I laughed again.
Obi-Wan chuckled and stroked his beard in thought, "Well, all you need to know is that it happened quite a while ago, and that it didn't last. Not only because of the Code, but because we ultimately didn't connect as much as I'd originally thought." He sighed and stared off into the distance.
I chuckled and crossed my arms, "Well, it sounds like it's time for you to get back in the saddle." I winked at him.
He blinked a couple of times at me and then narrowed his eyes, "Don't try turning this on me, Anakin. You still have some explaining to do to your girlfriend."
As much as I want to learn more about this part of his past, he's right. I rolled my eyes and walked ahead of him to go down the next hallway, "Fine, but we're not done with this conversation." I said while walking backwards and pointing at him. I'm going to make it my personal mission to get him back in the dating game. (y/n) and I owe it to him for how generous a friend he's been, but I also think it'll be entertaining to watch Obi-Wan make an attempt at flirting.
He smirked amusedly and leaned on his side against the wall, "I wouldn't count your chickens before they hatch, Anakin."
I scoffed while still smiling, "Oh please, I don't even need to count any chickens for this." I gave him my signature cocky grin and then spun back forwards to find (y/n).
(y/n) POV:
"Are you sure this is a good idea? He's probably just going to yell at me again." I grumbled to Yoda, who was walking leisurely beside me down the hallway to my room.
He told me that I should start a conversation with Anakin now that we're done with the mission. I wasn't sure if that was the best idea though since Anakin has ignored me for the rest of the night. He was pissed when we last talked, so I can only assume that he's still upset about what I did. I reluctantly explained what happened on Ryloth to Yoda, about how my emotions overcame my judgment and self-control which led to me effortlessly kill one of the most feared bounty hunters in the galaxy. He listened the whole time, and didn't once throw shade at me. Instead, he let me stay with him for a while and gave me tea to help me calm down.
He nodded from beside me, "Make amends, you must. Important, communication is."
I rolled my eyes, "Tell that to Anakin." I mumbled indignantly.
Yoda narrowed his eyes at me, "Not much better, you are. Spoken with him, you could've."
I sighed and nodded, "You're right. I know I could've, but he was so upset and I didn't want to add fuel to the fire."
That's the reason I wanted him to make the first move. I figured he probably needed some time to clear his head, but he didn't say anything to me for the rest of the night so I wasn't sure of anything. I guess both of us could've made better choices tonight, and Im glad that Yoda helped me realize it. I still wish that Anakin would've told me if he was still upset or not, because I've been dwelling over it the entire night.
Mine and Anakin's room finally came into view, and I hesitated for a moment. There was really no reason for me to be so worried, but I just can't stand the thought of him still being upset with me.
"Here goes nothing." I left from my spot next to Yoda and gradually closed the distance between myself and the door, preparing myself for whatever was about to happen. I could sense that Anakin was very close, so I knew he was in the room.
I opened the door and was surprised to see that it was pitch black inside. I rose an eyebrow and felt the wall for the light switch as the door closed behind me. When the lights turned on, I saw Anakin sitting at the edge of the bed, looking straight at me. I gasped and staggered backwards, putting a hand to my chest at my racing heart.
I eyed him in disbelief as he sat there with his casual unfazed expression, "Why are you always lurking in the shadows?" He chuckled awkwardly and scratched the back of his neck, making me notice just how messy his hair was. He must've been running his fingers through it, since that's how it usually ends up so tousled. I rocked back and forth on my heels, not knowing how to start the conversation. There wasn't really any good opening statement for this.
"Are you still mad?" I blurted out. That was the question I've had the whole night, so we might as well start with that.
He stopped scratching his neck and brought his hand down, and studied me for a moment as he considered how to answer my question. Then he sighed and shook his head, "No, of course not. I stopped being upset after about five minutes. I could never stay mad at you."
My eyes widened and I scoffed, "Wait, what? So you just decided to not tell me that?" Is he being for real? This all could've been avoided if he had just talked to me before we left for home.
He stood up from his sitting position on the edge of the bed and walked over to me, "I know I didn't talk to you after I calmed down, but please listen—"
"No, you listen." I cut him off angrily. I clenched my fists as irritation began bubbling in my chest; he thinks that he can just tell me to listen to him after all I've been through tonight?
"Do you know how I felt on the whole ride back here? And before that, when Obi-Wan came to get me instead of you?" I started to raise my voice; I rose my right hand and slapped him straight across his cheek.
His thoughtful expression never changed when my palm collided with his cheek, and instead he just turned his head back to gaze down at me; a curious look in his eyes.
But that just flared my temper even more, I wanted him to react, and I wanted him to really understand how he made me feel. "Right before we got to Ryloth, you promised you'd actually communicate with me but instead you just left me in the dark again." I pushed him against his chest so that he stumbled backwards.
"You have no idea what it's like to live with my emotions, or the excruciating pain I have to endure when the darkness is too strong for me. You always think you know everything, and that you're better than everyone." I shoved his chest again and this time his back hit the wall, yet his features never even twitched. At this point I was overreacting with my harsh words and actions, but I was just so angry; angry with everyone and everything, and I needed to let it out.
"You're the most arrogant, and ignorant person in the whole Order." I rose my hand to slap him again but this time he grabbed my wrist and harshly yanked me forwards. I stumbled into his chest and lost my footing for a moment, but right when I got it back, he grabbed my other wrist with his other hand, holding both of them so that I couldn't hit him.
I was caught off guard and didn't react at first, but just stood there wide-eyed, and panted softly from all of the adrenaline that was flowing through me. Once my senses came back to me, I took a step backwards and forcefully tried twisting my wrists out of his grip.
"Anakin, let me go before I kick you in both of your self-conceited shins." I growled, kicking him in the legs. I was fuming with anger as I felt tears beginning to prick at my eyes from all the clashing emotions I've felt today.
He suddenly leaned his head down beside mine, "Stop fighting me." He whispered, his soft lips grazing the helix of my ear.
I stopped kicking him and exhaled shakily as my stomach did a backflip at the feeling of his breath expelling over my ear, and my rigid body finally relaxed. He let go of my wrists and moved his hand down to hold my hips in both of his hands, and brought his head back up as well. He sighed and leaned his forehead against mine, "I didn't talk to you because I needed a moment to myself, and then after that, I thought you also wanted space because I knew you were upset." He pulled his head back up to look down at me, "But then I realized that I should've just told you I wasn't upset anymore, and I should've been there for you after what happened like I always said I would. I didn't think about how you felt; I was being arrogant and ignorant, and I'm sorry."
Wow. That was actually a good apology.
I was genuinely surprised because I know how difficult apologizing and admitting mistakes is for Anakin, so the fact that he pulled it together just for me made my heart leap out of my chest. I sighed and gave him a small smile, as I realized how funny this all was. This drama could've easily been avoided, and all we had to do was talk to each other. I put my hands on his chest and leaned closer to him, "I'm sorry too. I know I overreacted both times, but it truly is so difficult to control. I should've just talked to you myself on the ride back, but I was afraid that you were still annoyed." I looked down from his gaze, feeling embarrassed at how much of a coward I was tonight since I was too nervous to talk to my own boyfriend. That's a new low for me.
Anakin tightly gripped my hips and flipped us around so that my back was against the wall, "Don't you dare apologize for any of this." He growled.
All the butterflies returned to my stomach as I nodded and wrapped my arms around his neck, and played with his hair in one of my hands. Even though it was messy, it still felt as soft and luscious as ever. His eyes devoured my body as they scanned every inch of it, before landing on my lips. He quickly closed the gap between us and began kissing me as sweetly and passionately as always. "I love you." He whispered.
I pulled back and looked at him with wide eyes. Did I hear that right? A smile formed at my lips, "Did you just say....?" He nodded and slowly ran his hands up and down my body, "I know we haven't said it before, but I've loved you since that last day on Corellia; when I realized how much you'd gone through for me. You've made sacrifices and taken risks for me and I hope that one day I can do for you as much as you've done for me. I just didn't know how to say that I loved you, since I've never felt anything like this before. I wanted to be sure that it really was love."
I exhaled as he finished, releasing all of my pent up anxiety that I've carried through this whole day. Has it really only been a day? It feels like it's been weeks since we landed on Ryloth this morning. He felt the exact same way as I did, we were both unsure but ultimately knew deep down how we felt. All of my previous anger and irritation was replaced with affection and joy; everything felt like it had fallen into place. I guess this means that light and darkness are back to being balanced again, thankfully.
"I feel so lucky." I laughed. I really did feel like the luckiest girl in the world, with someone like Anakin. I also thought it was funny how quickly we went from fighting to kissing, which seems to be something we've done a lot of lately.
He smirked down at me, "I'm the lucky one. I have the most beautiful girl in the galaxy all to myself." He softly connected our lips again, and my legs trembled at how gentle he was being. He pulled away from my lips and started sucking on my jaw, trailing more kisses down to my chin.
"Say that you're mine forever." He murmured against my neck, which he was currently nibbling at. I gripped his hair tighter at the impact his words had on me; a wave of arousal coursed through my lower abdomen. "I'm yours forever." I breathed, closing my eyes in bliss as he growled and bit down on my shoulder, tickling it with his tongue.
This all felt so right, and it was hard to believe how fortunate we were to be able to have this, as Jedi who were breaking so many rules right under everyone's noses. Nothing could ever take this away from us now. As long as Anakin and I keep communicating, then our bond will never falter.
I was ready to have another undisturbed night just with him, assuming that Obi-Wan doesn't walk in on us again.
I chuckled and pushed that memory out of my head, enjoying the time I had with the man in front of me.
(a/n): I was totally half asleep when I finished this, soooo I might not remember most of it in the morning🤠
Anyways, I hope you guys liked this chapter, I was happy that it ended on a high note hehe. I have some more plans coming up for the next few chapters that I'm very excited for. It's gonna be fun💕
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