(a/n): A lot of POV changes in this chapter🥰

(Also look at that photo of our sweet boy, ahhh I love him🥺❤️)

Obi-Wan POV:

"Elijah?" I repeated quietly, more to myself than to (y/n). That was a lovely name, and one that I don't believe I've heard before. I felt myself fall into a daze as I studied this Elijah person who stood not too far ahead of us. I was fascinated with how truly stunning he was, and without even attempting it!

To my right, (y/n) was smiling knowingly at me with a look of mischief in her eyes. I snapped out of whatever 'love at first sight' trance I fell into and shook my head at her.

Stars, I mustn't encourage this any further.

"We've indulged in this nonsense long enough, it's time to leave." I kept my eyes glued to the floor as I turned the other way. What kind of Jedi, what kind of mentor would I be for involving myself in such foolishness? I'd be a halfwit to once again subject myself to the troubles of romance.

"Oh no you don't." (y/n) grabbed my wrist and pulled me back to where I originally stood beside her, "You're already here, so we might as well test your flirting skills to see if you've got any game." She suggested, as if it was a typical pastime.

I rolled my eyes at her choice of words, "Oh please, I'm not an adolescent." I'll admit, I took slight offense that she assumed I was an amateur in the art of flirting.

I brought my wrist out of her grip and crossed both of my arms authoritatively, "This is ridiculous, (y/n). You are asking me to completely go against the Code we live by, and  I'll have you know, there are many other tasks I could be getting done right now." There weren't, actually. But it seemed like a reasonable excuse.

I hoped my serious words and expression would be enough to get her to agree, but she just snickered at me, "Other tasks? Like what, combing your beard?"

I narrowed my eyes and was about to respond but she began walking forward away from me, "Look, I'll go break the ice for you and maybe you and Elijah can get a rhythm going. But don't even think about moving from that spot." She pointed warningly at me and turned fully forward.

My eyes widened as (y/n) walked away from me, "What—No! Get back here." I whisper-yelled to her, but she didn't acknowledge my words.

I sighed and pinched the bridge of my nose, accepting that I wouldn't be getting out of this so easily. Conversing with these people was the last thing I wished to do. As I subconsciously began processing this situation, I almost laughed aloud; this would happen to me. Anakin and (y/n) have always found ways to make my life far more interesting than it already is. I never imagined though that they would serve me as a 'bachelor' to all of these snobby people.

Well, most of them seemed snobby.

I hesitantly glanced over to where (y/n) was, and my heartbeat quickened when I saw that she and this Elijah person had their gazes planted directly at me. I instantly looked away and pretended as if I was fascinated with the fountain beside me, and stroked my beard to make it seem like I was in deep thought.

Why do I feel so nervous? I'm only embarrassing myself further.

(y/n) POV:

I excitedly walked over to my friend who I didn't think I'd see again so soon. I wondered how his job application went, or if he even got it, for that matter. I don't know how the specifics of politics work so I could've possibly just set him up for failure, but I already know that he would be much a better leader than Elliot was.

"Hey stranger." I waved with a big smile.

He stopped zoning out and turned his head to look at me, then laughed in surprise, "I should've expected to see you at another party." He shook his head amusedly, probably remembering our first encounter.

I smirked, "Well, people do tend to refer to me as 'the life of the party.'" I quipped and gestured to myself pretentiously.

He laughed again and seemed to relax his posture comfortably, and threw his empty cup into a waste bin. He crossed his arms and began rocking on his heels, "I still don't know how to thank you for what you did for me. When I arrived on Corellia, I was such a nervous wreck." He chuckled at whatever memory he was reliving, "As I expected, the people were skeptical at first about some random guy claiming to be a Republic Senator. For all they knew, I could've been an assassin or something."

I nodded, "That sounds about right. So what happened next?" I asked while grabbing one of the plastic cups of water.

His eyes brightened as he went on, "Sadly, Padmé couldn't join me to help boost my chances. But I still did as you suggested and said that I was a friend of the Jedi. And though I could tell they were in desperate need of a leader, the Representatives surprisingly took an instant liking to me after I showed my job resumé to them." He smiled and looked down shyly.

I squealed happily and brought him towards me for a hug, "Of course they liked you! I can't wait to see where this journey takes you." I was sincerely happy that I was able to do something good. That's all I've wanted over these past few weeks.

I pulled back from Elijah before he could respond and decided to get straight to the point as to why I'm even at this party, "Sorry for bluntly changing the subject, but the whole reason I'm here is because I'm trying to get my friend over there to start dating again." I gestured to where Obi-Wan still stood and fidgeted with his robes uncomfortably. Elijah followed my gaze so that we both looked at Obi-Wan, who's eyes met ours for a spilt second before he nervously looked away and pretended like he was admiring the fountain.

I almost giggled at how adorably nervous he was, even though he'd never admit it. Elijah nodded as he studied every inch of Obi-Wan, and I could tell he was becoming more and more curious as each second passed. "Is uh...Is he taken? I-I'm just curious." He stammered.

My heart exploded with happiness but I maintained my outward composure, "Nope." I said with a smile and playfully added, "You should've seen the way he looked at you when we first got here."

Obi-Wan would probably kill me for revealing that, but he knows I'm right. I saw how smitten he was the moment he saw him.

Elijah's eyes widened and he chuckled nervously as a blush began to form on his cheeks, "Really? Wow I uh....I don't know what to say."

I smirked and rolled my eyes, "I do." I linked my arm with his and walked us towards Obi-Wan, "You're going to get over there and talk to him." For a moment I almost laughed again because of how much I sounded like a Mom.

Elijah's eyes widened as I felt his fear spike, "Wait what? But what if—what if he doesn't like me?" I could feel him starting to internally panic.

"He will like you." I reassured as I continued to pull him along. He didn't say anything but continued to take deep breaths as we got closer. I chuckled again at their obliviousness; they were both as nervous for this as the other, and the fact that they had no idea was what made it even more adorable.

Suddenly my eye caught the sight of Anakin at the buffet table; hungrily stacking cookies onto a plate while occasionally shoving some into his mouth. I rolled my eyes amusedly at the child in him that was currently surfacing.

I then realized that Anakin doesn't actually know who Elijah is or anything about him, like the fact that he's gay. He's just seen him that one time at the first party. I smiled deviously as an idea popped into my head.

I spoke to Anakin through my mind, "Sorry, I found a new boyfriend."

His head shot up from his full plate of cookies as he looked around confusedly, still chewing one of the cookies he was eating. When his eyes landed on mine, and when he saw that my arm was linked with Elijah's, I winked at him and still kept my smile. His eyes widened and I could see him grab at his throat as the surprise made him choke on the cookie he tried to swallow.

I giggled silently and bit my lip to conceal more laughter as I looked forward again. "Oh Obi-Wan." I called in a singing tone. He instantly turned away from the fountain and began fixing his hair when he saw us coming.

I knew that if anything, these next few seconds were going to be very entertaining.

Obi-Wan POV:

I instinctively began fixing my hair with my fingers as (y/n) and her friend began walking towards me. I should've expected this to happen, yet my nerves became erratic the closer they got to me.

I crossed my arms and chuckled nervously as (y/n) pushed him in front of me, "Hello there."

He nodded in greeting and smiled shyly at me, brushing back his black curls. Stars, he really is the cutest thing. "My name is Obi-Wan Kenobi." I awkwardly held my hand out for him to shake. That is how people greet each other at parties, right? I wasn't sure of anything at this point. I was completely dazed by the effect this man had on me.

After a moment of surprise from my gesture, he took my hand and shook it, "I'm Elijah. Elijah Mikaelson."

Elijah Mikaelson....What a beautiful name.

I wanted to scold myself for my betraying thoughts and feelings, but I couldn't bring myself to do it now that I was engaging in a conversation with him. His voice was so smooth and clear; the way the sound stayed in my ears prompted me to feel as if I was in a fairytale.

Forgetting that (y/n) was still with us, and with a sudden surge of confidence, I brought his hand up to my lips and gently kissed the top of his knuckles, "It is lovely to meet you, Elijah."

I could sense his heartbeat increasing from my kind touches as his nervous thoughts mirrored my own. His soul was gentle and kind, yet I could sense a fiery passion deep inside of him that made me shiver involuntarily. The effect he had on me was like nothing I've ever experienced before, and we've only just met. As I looked into his warm brown eyes, I could almost see hundreds of stories and memories that lived behind them. My intrigue bested the strict side of me, and I just knew that I had to know him. I couldn't possibly just meet someone like him and leave the next instant.

"Would you like to converse in a more private setting?" I asked smoothly while still holding his hand. I tilted my head to (y/n) who smiled proudly from behind him, signaling that I wished for her to leave us.

Satisfied, she nodded and skipped happily in the other direction, leaving me with Elijah who began to blush at my choice of words, "Yeah, I'd love to." He agreed with a sweet smile, one that I was sure could destroy all evil things in this galaxy.

I released his hand and moved both of mine behind my back as we began to stroll through the crowds of people to a more secluded spot in the corner of the room where some chairs were placed. Through the walk over there, I was in deep thought about what I was getting myself into. I hardly paid attention to the hustle and bustle of people around us that have clearly had too much alcohol. This wasn't a good idea. Not at all, but why couldn't I stop myself?

I strayed from my own thoughts and felt Elijah's emotions. I didn't read his mind, since that wouldn't be fair to invade his privacy in such a way. As of now he was not only nervous, but I could sense excitement layered over his anxiety. The knowledge that I caused his nervousness and excitement, strangely made me happier. It felt good to have the same effect on him that he had on me.

The walk over to the chairs was silent, and our surroundings gradually became quieter the more we ventured away from the rabble. We sat down next to each other, and the tension in the air suddenly thickened as we awkwardly smiled at each other, not knowing what to say next. For a moment I really did feel like an adolescent, with limited social skills.

Elijah began to fiddle with the cushion of the chair, which caused a piece of fuzz to fall off of it. Simultaneously, we both bent down in our seats to pick it up, resulting in our foreheads to collide.

We both leant backwards and looked at each other in surprise, before chuckling sheepishly at our clumsiness, "I apologize, my darling." I smiled as he bent down again to pick up the fuzz.

He held an adorable smirk as he played with the fuzz in his fingers, "You're forgiven." He granted jokingly.

And from there, we began to ease into a fluent conversation about anything and everything.

Anakin POV:

After I downed as much water as I could to stop myself from choking on that cookie, I went looking for (y/n). I barely had time to think about what she said to me because I was focused on trying not to die.

She caused me to choke on my cookie and then didn't even seem sorry about it. If anything, it was amusing to her, which I shouldn't be surprised about. But that didn't mean I couldn't plot my own revenge on her.

I put my plate of cookies down on a separate table when I spotted her over by the fountain, peering over it. I walked over as I pushed past some people in the crowds, and finally made it to where she stood in the somewhat open space.

I gripped her waist and pushed my front against her back, "I'll get you back for that." I growled playfully as I began nibbling the top of her ear.

But it was like she completely ignored my comment, "Anakin, look." She pointed to the corner of the room where two people sat alone in chairs. I squinted as I tried to make out who they were, and I instantly recognized Obi-Wan in one of the chairs. When I looked at the other person, I was stunned for a moment and didn't know what to say. I had no idea Obi-Wan was into women and men. But then again, my life is always full of unexpected surprises.

But when I realized who the other person was, I chuckled as I tightened my grip on (y/n)'s waist, "What's Obi-Wan doing with your new boyfriend?" I sneered playfully into her ear.

I wasn't really as jealous as I would normally be since I knew that she was joking, and because that guy is clearly occupied with Obi-Wan which implies his preference for men. But I knew that she loved my jealous side, and how I made her feel when it surfaced.

She seemed unfazed though, and more fascinated with what she was witnessing, "His name is Elijah. And they're talking, Anakin. Actually talking. This is a much bigger step than I thought we'd get to tonight." I watched Obi-Wan and that Elijah guy once again and noticed how comfortable they looked with each other. If I didn't know any better, I might assume that they've known each other forever.

I let go of her as she went back to peering over the fountain, probably trying to not draw attention in case they look over here. I shrugged and decided to have some fun with her later. I stood behind her to join in, carefully watching everything from behind the fountain. This was pretty interesting to watch, considering we've never seen Obi-Wan flirt before. We couldn't tell what they were talking about from over here, but their smiles and gestures were enough to tell us that it was going well.

Obi-Wan POV:

Elijah was a truly fascinating man, and I was almost upset that I didn't meet him until tonight. He told me of his childhood, his job, his dreams, and every other small detail. I was shocked with how easily our conversation had flown, since the both of us were very awkward in the beginning.

Something he mentioned that broke the tension was that—and even I didn't know about this—(y/n) tried flirting with him to make Anakin jealous. This made me genuinely laugh, because I imagined that Anakin most definitely threw a fit, for one thing. But the more humorous part to me was how embarrassed (y/n) was when she learned of Elijah's romantic preferences.

I told him of my life as a Jedi, and what the missions are like. The one thing I could not bring myself to tell him of, was the Code.

I realized then, it's always the Code that puts a damper on everything. I wondered if this was too good to be true, if I should just turn him down and head back to the Temple as if tonight never happened. Part of me wanted to; the logical part.

The other part practically screamed at me to stay, or ask him on a date, and pretend that I wasn't bound to a life where attachment was forbidden.

So, after clashing with my opposing desires, I came to a compromise.

I slowly stood up out of my chair, which caused Elijah to do the same. A blissful rush came to my head as the events of tonight replayed happily. As much as I hate to admit it, I was glad that Anakin and (y/n) dragged me here. I haven't felt this kind of happiness since my first love. I didn't know how this would end—victoriously or in flames—but I was too focused on this moment to care about the looming future.

"Though I'm afraid I must be heading home, I want you to know that I've enjoyed myself very much tonight." I smiled warmly as I pulled my robe back over my shoulders.

Elijah nodded as he put his hands into the pockets of his black pants. My heart fluttered when I noticed the evident affection in his eyes, and how he never took them off of me. This was all still strange; I never expected to indulge in this type of shenanigan again, no less with a man at that. But I surprised myself with this unexpected attraction, which the one thing that I suppose was normal. My life is typically full of surprises regardless.

"Will I see you again?" He asked, causing me to lose my train of thought and focus back to him. His eyes were curious but also anxious; he was afraid that I would reject him.

He wants to see me again? Me?

I hesitated for a moment as I decided upon the compromise, "I can't say when for sure, but I have faith that our paths will cross again, my darling." Another faint blush appeared on his cheeks at the nickname I gave him.

I couldn't help but chuckle at how much more attractive his adorableness made him. Without thinking, I leaned forward and gently kissed the spot on his cheek next to his lips, and then slowly pulled away.

A shy smirk appeared on his cheeks as he bit his lip, "See you soon, Kenobi." He gave me one last look before disappearing into the crowd, and most likely to the exit.

I breathed out a satisfied breath, feeling a different kind of weight being lifted off of my shoulders. It has only been one night, and we probably only conversed for a mere hour. A lot can happen in such little time, I reminded myself.

"Until next time, Mikaelson." I whispered, not caring that he was most certainly out of the building already.

(a/n): Eeeee I'm so proud of this chapter and so glad that I decided to start the Obi-Lijah ship🥰

I hope you guys liked this! I'm not sure when but Elijah will definitely make a reappearance. For now though, we'll get back to the main story💕

(Also quick disclaimer, though I used the name 'Elijah Mikaelson', it's not the actual character from The Originals. It's just the name I wanted to use for my OC😊)