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ADHD!Obi- what happens when Anakin and Ahsoka ship out? Is Obi shipping out too?

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Pressing their
fingertips to each other gently, Obi-Wan let out a deep breath.
“You’ll be careful of course?” He questioned quietly, a tired
note in his voice but then again they were all tired.

“Of course, you
know me,” Anakin grinned brightly then chuckled when Obi-Wan rolled
his eyes emphatically. “Honestly though, I’ll be careful, this is
suppose to just be a supply mission and I’ll be joining up with you
on Ryloth after a week with the rest of my men and Ahsoka,” He
cocked his head a bit. “You’ll resume some of the jar kai
sparring while we’re there right? She’s been moaning at me though
she stopped when I kind of snapped at her.” He said with some
sheepishness.

Frowning a bit,
Obi-Wan shifted his grip to hold onto Anakin’s hand instead, safe
in the assurance that his sleeve hid the action. “You snapped at
Ahsoka?” His tone demanded nothing but honesty.

Rolling his
shoulders, Anakin sighed. “Padme tried to speak to me, it left me
in a bad mood I admit and I kind of took it out on Ahsoka. I
apologized of course.” He grimaced.

“…What did
Senator Amidala want?” Obi-Wan asked lightly, looking away. After
being called a homewrecker, Obi-Wan had to admit that he wasn’t all
too interested in personally talking with the woman anymore even
though he felt guilty about being the cause of the end of Anakin and
Padme’s relationship.

Guilt that
sometimes threatened to choke him and he fought the urge to shake his
leg.

“Mmm just calling
about some clothes she found.” Anakin grumbled a bit before
squeezing Obi-Wan’s hand. “Hey, its alright,” He said softly.
“We’re all alright.” Anakin said seriously with a soft smile on
his face.

Nodding slowly,
Obi-Wan forced a smile up to his lips that he aimed at Anakin. “Of
course. Now, it looks like the shuttle is ready to take off. Remember
to call me when you get there.” Resisting the urge to go on his
toes, Obi-Wan just smiled up at Anakin while carefully detangling
their hand, tucking both into his sleeves.

Anakin clearly too
resisted, both all too aware of the multiple of Jedi all around.

But the desire to
lean down and press a kiss to Obi-Wan’s cheek was clearly in his
eyes as he stepped back instead and bowed slightly. “Until then
Obi-Wan.” He said warmly.

“May the Force be
with you Anakin.” Obi-Wan returned warmly, watching the other call
for Ahsoka as he marched towards the shuttle.

Sighing inwardly,
he reminded himself it would only be a brief separation compared to
many of their missions now a day and that Obi-Wan would see both of
them in perhaps a week. ‘And,’ He mentally reminded himself. ‘Its
only five ours until I myself leave, I should go get my own affairs
in order.’ He nodded firmly.

Yet he remained in
the hanger until Anakin and Ahsoka’s ship was only a speck before
he turned and made his way to the elevator, feeling heavy at heart as
he did.

He already missed
them.

‘Just a week.
Just a week…’ He reminded himself, leaning back against the
smooth, cool elevator wall with a worn look covering his face.
Pressing a hand to his eyes, Obi-Wan closed his eyes.

And then he snapped
them open as the Force suddenly screamed.

Unable to even take
a step, Obi-Wan gave a shocked cry as the entire temple rocked with a
loud boom and the elevator came to a screaming stop that had
Obi-Wan’s ears ringing in pain.

For a few seconds
he just stood in disbelief, the Force wailing out before he jerked
his saber of his belt just as the elevator began falling, slashing at
the wall. ‘I need to get out, I need to get out before I hit the
ground!’

Obi-Wan’s heart
thundered as he continued trying to cut the backwall of the elevator
open.

‘I need to get
out!’

ADHD!Obi- what happens when Anakin and Ahsoka ship out? Is Obi shipping out too?

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Pressing their
fingertips to each other gently, Obi-Wan let out a deep breath.
“You’ll be careful of course?” He questioned quietly, a tired
note in his voice but then again they were all tired.

“Of course, you
know me,” Anakin grinned brightly then chuckled when Obi-Wan rolled
his eyes emphatically. “Honestly though, I’ll be careful, this is
suppose to just be a supply mission and I’ll be joining up with you
on Ryloth after a week with the rest of my men and Ahsoka,” He
cocked his head a bit. “You’ll resume some of the jar kai
sparring while we’re there right? She’s been moaning at me though
she stopped when I kind of snapped at her.” He said with some
sheepishness.

Frowning a bit,
Obi-Wan shifted his grip to hold onto Anakin’s hand instead, safe
in the assurance that his sleeve hid the action. “You snapped at
Ahsoka?” His tone demanded nothing but honesty.

Rolling his
shoulders, Anakin sighed. “Padme tried to speak to me, it left me
in a bad mood I admit and I kind of took it out on Ahsoka. I
apologized of course.” He grimaced.

“…What did
Senator Amidala want?” Obi-Wan asked lightly, looking away. After
being called a homewrecker, Obi-Wan had to admit that he wasn’t all
too interested in personally talking with the woman anymore even
though he felt guilty about being the cause of the end of Anakin and
Padme’s relationship.

Guilt that
sometimes threatened to choke him and he fought the urge to shake his
leg.

“Mmm just calling
about some clothes she found.” Anakin grumbled a bit before
squeezing Obi-Wan’s hand. “Hey, its alright,” He said softly.
“We’re all alright.” Anakin said seriously with a soft smile on
his face.

Nodding slowly,
Obi-Wan forced a smile up to his lips that he aimed at Anakin. “Of
course. Now, it looks like the shuttle is ready to take off. Remember
to call me when you get there.” Resisting the urge to go on his
toes, Obi-Wan just smiled up at Anakin while carefully detangling
their hand, tucking both into his sleeves.

Anakin clearly too
resisted, both all too aware of the multiple of Jedi all around.

But the desire to
lean down and press a kiss to Obi-Wan’s cheek was clearly in his
eyes as he stepped back instead and bowed slightly. “Until then
Obi-Wan.” He said warmly.

“May the Force be
with you Anakin.” Obi-Wan returned warmly, watching the other call
for Ahsoka as he marched towards the shuttle.

Sighing inwardly,
he reminded himself it would only be a brief separation compared to
many of their missions now a day and that Obi-Wan would see both of
them in perhaps a week. ‘And,’ He mentally reminded himself. ‘Its
only five ours until I myself leave, I should go get my own affairs
in order.’ He nodded firmly.

Yet he remained in
the hanger until Anakin and Ahsoka’s ship was only a speck before
he turned and made his way to the elevator, feeling heavy at heart as
he did.

He already missed
them.

‘Just a week.
Just a week…’ He reminded himself, leaning back against the
smooth, cool elevator wall with a worn look covering his face.
Pressing a hand to his eyes, Obi-Wan closed his eyes.

And then he snapped
them open as the Force suddenly screamed.

Unable to even take
a step, Obi-Wan gave a shocked cry as the entire temple rocked with a
loud boom and the elevator came to a screaming stop that had
Obi-Wan’s ears ringing in pain.

For a few seconds
he just stood in disbelief, the Force wailing out before he jerked
his saber of his belt just as the elevator began falling, slashing at
the wall. ‘I need to get out, I need to get out before I hit the
ground!’

Obi-Wan’s heart
thundered as he continued trying to cut the backwall of the elevator
open.

‘I need to get
out!’

What would happen in ADHD!Obi if Anakin defends Obi-Wan when Palpatine accuses Obi-Wan of being a home wrecker?

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Panting harshly as
she laid on the sparring floor and sweating bullets from the steam
rising around them as this room was suppose to stimulate a tropical
and humid environment, Ahsoka tried to to calm her racing heart as
her head from the constant echolocation she had been using to spot
where Anakin was in the steam.

But she had done
it!

It had been hard as
all kark but she had correctly guessed every direction Anakin had
come from and blocked his attack each time and he was standing above
her with his sleeve pulled up to his elbow on his flesh hand and his
hair tied back as he beamed proudly at her while panting and sweating
equally much from the sparring. “Well done Snips! You didn’t miss
a cue!” He rasped out before calling to the room controls to turn
the steam off and normalize the temp once more.

Laughing but not
verbally responding yet, Ahsoka peeked at the vents as they shut for
the steam and let out a soft groan as she felt a cool breeze cross
her skin when the room started to cool down as Anakin moved to the
benches to the side.

He returned,
holding out a bottle to her with one in his hand that she reluctantly
sat up to crack open and drink, whimpering contently at the sweet and
cold drink spreading over her palate, starting to chug the
electrolyte drink the other had prepared.

Once that was gone
and the temperature was finally down though some of the humidity
remained, Ahsoka finally felt like her normal torgruta self as she
dropped the bottle so she could stand and stretch out sore limbs and
rub her monterals with care.

As she did, she
peered at Anakin from under her lashes, watching the dark circles
under the mans eyes.

She knew that
something had happened about a week ago after he and Obi-Wan had gone
out on their little walk away from the war and temple to just be
‘civilians’ for a little while.

And the apartment
suddenly had quite a few boxes standing in it too with Anakin’s
clothes in it, he was also sharing Obi-Wan’s bed for cuddles quite
a few nights.

And Anakin no
longer spoke about the Chancellor at all and had apparently blocked
him from his comm as far as Ahsoka could tell as well as deleted
Senator Amidala’s number from it.

She could draw some
pretty good conclusions from all of those observations and it didn’t
paint a pretty picture.

“Okay Snips. I
think that’s all we can do today. I suggest you go shower off and
then go spend what time we got left with friends or stuff you can
only do on Coruscant. We’re shipping out tomorrow at eight sharp.”
Anakin grinned down at her and patted her on the shoulder before
heading for the door, hands running through his soaked hair.

“Where are you
going though Skyguy?” She questioned, causing him to pause.

“To see Obi-Wan
of course.” He threw over his shoulder and then disappeared out,
whistling ever so slightly.

‘Well… at least
he has master Obi-Wan looking out for him… better talk to him about
what I should do while we’re shipped out since Obi-Wan’s not
coming with us.’ She rubbed down her neck before sighing and doing
as suggested, heading towards the showers for a nice and long showers
because she was rank after that training.

What would happen in ADHD!Obi if Anakin defends Obi-Wan when Palpatine accuses Obi-Wan of being a home wrecker?

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Panting harshly as
she laid on the sparring floor and sweating bullets from the steam
rising around them as this room was suppose to stimulate a tropical
and humid environment, Ahsoka tried to to calm her racing heart as
her head from the constant echolocation she had been using to spot
where Anakin was in the steam.

But she had done
it!

It had been hard as
all kark but she had correctly guessed every direction Anakin had
come from and blocked his attack each time and he was standing above
her with his sleeve pulled up to his elbow on his flesh hand and his
hair tied back as he beamed proudly at her while panting and sweating
equally much from the sparring. “Well done Snips! You didn’t miss
a cue!” He rasped out before calling to the room controls to turn
the steam off and normalize the temp once more.

Laughing but not
verbally responding yet, Ahsoka peeked at the vents as they shut for
the steam and let out a soft groan as she felt a cool breeze cross
her skin when the room started to cool down as Anakin moved to the
benches to the side.

He returned,
holding out a bottle to her with one in his hand that she reluctantly
sat up to crack open and drink, whimpering contently at the sweet and
cold drink spreading over her palate, starting to chug the
electrolyte drink the other had prepared.

Once that was gone
and the temperature was finally down though some of the humidity
remained, Ahsoka finally felt like her normal torgruta self as she
dropped the bottle so she could stand and stretch out sore limbs and
rub her monterals with care.

As she did, she
peered at Anakin from under her lashes, watching the dark circles
under the mans eyes.

She knew that
something had happened about a week ago after he and Obi-Wan had gone
out on their little walk away from the war and temple to just be
‘civilians’ for a little while.

And the apartment
suddenly had quite a few boxes standing in it too with Anakin’s
clothes in it, he was also sharing Obi-Wan’s bed for cuddles quite
a few nights.

And Anakin no
longer spoke about the Chancellor at all and had apparently blocked
him from his comm as far as Ahsoka could tell as well as deleted
Senator Amidala’s number from it.

She could draw some
pretty good conclusions from all of those observations and it didn’t
paint a pretty picture.

“Okay Snips. I
think that’s all we can do today. I suggest you go shower off and
then go spend what time we got left with friends or stuff you can
only do on Coruscant. We’re shipping out tomorrow at eight sharp.”
Anakin grinned down at her and patted her on the shoulder before
heading for the door, hands running through his soaked hair.

“Where are you
going though Skyguy?” She questioned, causing him to pause.

“To see Obi-Wan
of course.” He threw over his shoulder and then disappeared out,
whistling ever so slightly.

‘Well… at least
he has master Obi-Wan looking out for him… better talk to him about
what I should do while we’re shipped out since Obi-Wan’s not
coming with us.’ She rubbed down her neck before sighing and doing
as suggested, heading towards the showers for a nice and long showers
because she was rank after that training.

Ohhh man, I am so in love with…well every single thing you write, but right now I’m over the moon with ADHD Obi-Wan! I have Aspergers, not ADHD, but it’s giving me really warm fuzzies to see my very favourite internet writer making one of my favourite characters neuro-atypical, and doing it so sweetly and considerately. Please may we have some more when the inspiration (and time, you amazing mill wheel!) comes to you? Thank you!

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Laughing as they entered the quarters,
Obi-Wan playfully shoved at Anakin before skipping past him quickly
to drag his boots off and wiggle his toes happily now that they had
the freedom to it. “Oh that was fun, time out of the temple without
any stress.” He sighed happily, collapsing on the couch with a
happy sigh.

Snorting a bit and setting Obi-Wan’s
boots properly on the shoe mat, Anakin followed suit too with his own
boots and then moved to the couch, leaning on it with a grin. “Have
to agree with you. Maybe next time we can arrange dinner at some
restaurant or something.” He chuckled warmly, leaning a bit in to
press their temples together companionably.

That got a small hum out of Obi-Wan in
turn, pressing gently back so blond curls could tickle his bearded
cheek. “That does sound nice.” He said quietly.

For a long moment both pretend that
this is just how everything is.

Just the two of them, returning home
from a trip around Coruscant and now they are relaxing their feet.

Until Obi-Wan spots Anakin’s
forgotten comm on the table, the light on it blinking to signal a
message left for the blond. “Seems someone tried to call you while
we were out.” He hummed, pointing at the comm.

Grunting, Anakin reluctantly pushed
himself up from the back of the couch and moved around it, picking up
the comm with a small frown as to who could have called for him. The
entire temple knew that he and Obi-Wan had left the temple today and
if anything came up they were to contact Obi-Wan.

Flipping it on to hear, Anakin’s
heart sunk as Padme’s voice filled the room.

“Anakin, seems you’re out and I can
guess who you’re with.” Padme’s resigned voice came from the
comm. Anakin could feel Obi-Wan tense behind him on the couch but
kept his eyes on the comm as his heart started to race. “I’m not
going to get angry… but I am upset. Anakin… I need you to choose
and I know its unfair, I know we’re in the middle of war and issues
and just… heartache but I can’t do this anymore. I thought I
could share you with the Order while in war. And I could but… it
seems I can’t share you with the Order, the war and Obi-Wan
Kenobi at the same time. So I need you to choose Anakin, I’m sorry.
But its either me or him.” The comm clicked.

Feeling cold, Anakin stared at the
comm.

He knew it was going to come to this,
the moment Padme had started to become upset and highlighted what was
making her upset, he knew it would come to this moment.  

Obi-Wan or Padme, both close to his
heart.

The question was however… which one
could he imagine going on without in his life.

A warm hand touched his hip and Anakin
looked down quickly, staring at the callused and freckle covered hand
on his hip.

Nothing like Padme’s soft, silken
touch and yet…

Just as gentle.

“You should go see her.” Obi-Wan
murmured quietly, staring up at him with a serious look on his face,
lips twitching sadly. “We can pack up your things la-”

“If you think I’m leaving you now,
you’re dead wrong Obi-Wan.” Anakin said sharply, closing his eyes
when the redhead winced. “I’m sorry.” He softened his tone,
slowly sitting down and taking Obi-Wan’s hands, rubbing them
between his own calloused ones. “But I’m not leaving you.” He
added quietly.

“…But its me or her Anakin.”
Obi-Wan murmured quietly, reluctantly meeting blue eyes with his own
green.

Shrugging a bit, Anakin leaned in and
pressed their foreheads together. “Then its you I choose. I can
imagine my life without Padme in it eventually… I can’t imagine
my life without you in it.” He said quietly.

“…Oh.” Was all Obi-Wan could say,
hands clenched on Anakin’s.

There wasn’t anything else either
could say. Anakin choose Obi-Wan who had been there for far longer
than Padme had.

Ohhh man, I am so in love with…well every single thing you write, but right now I’m over the moon with ADHD Obi-Wan! I have Aspergers, not ADHD, but it’s giving me really warm fuzzies to see my very favourite internet writer making one of my favourite characters neuro-atypical, and doing it so sweetly and considerately. Please may we have some more when the inspiration (and time, you amazing mill wheel!) comes to you? Thank you!

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Laughing as they entered the quarters,
Obi-Wan playfully shoved at Anakin before skipping past him quickly
to drag his boots off and wiggle his toes happily now that they had
the freedom to it. “Oh that was fun, time out of the temple without
any stress.” He sighed happily, collapsing on the couch with a
happy sigh.

Snorting a bit and setting Obi-Wan’s
boots properly on the shoe mat, Anakin followed suit too with his own
boots and then moved to the couch, leaning on it with a grin. “Have
to agree with you. Maybe next time we can arrange dinner at some
restaurant or something.” He chuckled warmly, leaning a bit in to
press their temples together companionably.

That got a small hum out of Obi-Wan in
turn, pressing gently back so blond curls could tickle his bearded
cheek. “That does sound nice.” He said quietly.

For a long moment both pretend that
this is just how everything is.

Just the two of them, returning home
from a trip around Coruscant and now they are relaxing their feet.

Until Obi-Wan spots Anakin’s
forgotten comm on the table, the light on it blinking to signal a
message left for the blond. “Seems someone tried to call you while
we were out.” He hummed, pointing at the comm.

Grunting, Anakin reluctantly pushed
himself up from the back of the couch and moved around it, picking up
the comm with a small frown as to who could have called for him. The
entire temple knew that he and Obi-Wan had left the temple today and
if anything came up they were to contact Obi-Wan.

Flipping it on to hear, Anakin’s
heart sunk as Padme’s voice filled the room.

“Anakin, seems you’re out and I can
guess who you’re with.” Padme’s resigned voice came from the
comm. Anakin could feel Obi-Wan tense behind him on the couch but
kept his eyes on the comm as his heart started to race. “I’m not
going to get angry… but I am upset. Anakin… I need you to choose
and I know its unfair, I know we’re in the middle of war and issues
and just… heartache but I can’t do this anymore. I thought I
could share you with the Order while in war. And I could but… it
seems I can’t share you with the Order, the war and Obi-Wan
Kenobi at the same time. So I need you to choose Anakin, I’m sorry.
But its either me or him.” The comm clicked.

Feeling cold, Anakin stared at the
comm.

He knew it was going to come to this,
the moment Padme had started to become upset and highlighted what was
making her upset, he knew it would come to this moment.  

Obi-Wan or Padme, both close to his
heart.

The question was however… which one
could he imagine going on without in his life.

A warm hand touched his hip and Anakin
looked down quickly, staring at the callused and freckle covered hand
on his hip.

Nothing like Padme’s soft, silken
touch and yet…

Just as gentle.

“You should go see her.” Obi-Wan
murmured quietly, staring up at him with a serious look on his face,
lips twitching sadly. “We can pack up your things la-”

“If you think I’m leaving you now,
you’re dead wrong Obi-Wan.” Anakin said sharply, closing his eyes
when the redhead winced. “I’m sorry.” He softened his tone,
slowly sitting down and taking Obi-Wan’s hands, rubbing them
between his own calloused ones. “But I’m not leaving you.” He
added quietly.

“…But its me or her Anakin.”
Obi-Wan murmured quietly, reluctantly meeting blue eyes with his own
green.

Shrugging a bit, Anakin leaned in and
pressed their foreheads together. “Then its you I choose. I can
imagine my life without Padme in it eventually… I can’t imagine
my life without you in it.” He said quietly.

“…Oh.” Was all Obi-Wan could say,
hands clenched on Anakin’s.

There wasn’t anything else either
could say. Anakin choose Obi-Wan who had been there for far longer
than Padme had.

I know we’re all drooling over kilted!Obi in ADHD!Obi, how does Anakin react to his Obi getting hit on?

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“Well aren’t
you a pretty thing, you must be tired cause you’ve been running
through my head all day.” Someone leered behind him and Anakin
almost rolled his eyes as he paid the reached into his belt to pay
the vendor for the glazed pastries he was fetching for himself and
Obi-Wan.

That was a horrible
pick-up line and he hoped the person crashed and burned.

And then he froze
as he heard the deep chuckle he was all too familiar with.

Pastry bag in hand,
Anakin turned slowly to find a zabrak leaning on the back of the
bench Obi-Wan was sitting on, leering suggestively at Obi-Wan while
pretending not to be flexing his arms and biceps.

Obi-Wan looked
amused almost, glancing over the man before he raised his brows. “I’m
afraid not, I’ve stayed at home.” Was the simple answer he gave,
knees exposed to the sun as the kilt had ridden up a bit when the
other had sat down.

Having tried to
fiercely ignore it when it happened, Anakin was all to aware of it
right now as the zabraks eyes glanced towards Obi-Wan’s knees and a
low burning appeared in his chest as Anakin made his way towards them
quickly.

“Too bad that.
You seem to be alone here sweet cheeks, how about you come with me
for a drink?” The zabrak continued to leer.

“Actually-”
Obi-Wan shifted to answer but by that time Anakin had reached them.

“He’s with me.”
Anakin scowled at the zabrak. “So buzz.”

“Anakin!”
Obi-Wan sat up, his tone chiding even as he smiled up at him.

The zabrak however
gave Anakin one look, eyes going wide as he recognized him clearly
before throwing Obi-Wan a look and quickly fleeing.

“I think you
broke our cover.” The redhead said in amusement, standing to accept
his pastry. “We best leave before any holo journalist show up or
well-meaning fans.” He chuckled.

Grunting a bit in
annoyance and jealousy, Anakin nodded and settled his hand on the
others shoulder, guiding Obi-Wan towards the pickup zone for the
local transport. “So much for a public park walk.” He muttered.

“Oh its not so
bad. The Jedi temple has better gardens anyhow Anakin.” Obi-Wan
chuckled, leaning towards him with a small smile on his face. “Though
next time you want to pretend to be civilians, I suggest you don’t
walk out in black clothes similar to your tunics.” He smirked.

Snorting a bit,
Anakin was about to respond when Obi-Wan slid his arm between
Anakin’s arm and body, locking their elbows together as he
continued to smirk up at him. “Uh…”

“Pastries?”
Obi-Wan requested, happily accepting the bag with his free hand to
pull out his before letting Anakin take it back, letting out a soft
hum as he took a bite out of the soft, crumbly pastry.

Relaxing slowly,
Anakin retrieved his out of the bag too, smiling slightly.

He knew what Padme
would think if she saw them right now but…

Maybe she wasn’t
totally off the mark?

Force it was hard
to deny now that Anakin had recognized what he was feeling and than
there was the jealousy moments ago. He’d have to deal with it one
way or the other. And he’d have to speak to Padme, regardless what
he decided, he would need to speak to her about what she said to
Obi-Wan because well be that she was frustrated but if she was to
speak to anyone, take it out on anyone, it should have been him, not
Obi-Wan but Anakin.

It had been his
fault anyhow.

Pushing away those
thoughts for now, he decided to just enjoy the day, Obi-Wan beside
him and pastry I hand.

Just for today he’d
be a civilian having a normal day, enjoying a sweet treat with
someone he considered a friend.

The rest of the
galaxy could come invade it tomorrow.

I know we’re all drooling over kilted!Obi in ADHD!Obi, how does Anakin react to his Obi getting hit on?

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“Well aren’t
you a pretty thing, you must be tired cause you’ve been running
through my head all day.” Someone leered behind him and Anakin
almost rolled his eyes as he paid the reached into his belt to pay
the vendor for the glazed pastries he was fetching for himself and
Obi-Wan.

That was a horrible
pick-up line and he hoped the person crashed and burned.

And then he froze
as he heard the deep chuckle he was all too familiar with.

Pastry bag in hand,
Anakin turned slowly to find a zabrak leaning on the back of the
bench Obi-Wan was sitting on, leering suggestively at Obi-Wan while
pretending not to be flexing his arms and biceps.

Obi-Wan looked
amused almost, glancing over the man before he raised his brows. “I’m
afraid not, I’ve stayed at home.” Was the simple answer he gave,
knees exposed to the sun as the kilt had ridden up a bit when the
other had sat down.

Having tried to
fiercely ignore it when it happened, Anakin was all to aware of it
right now as the zabraks eyes glanced towards Obi-Wan’s knees and a
low burning appeared in his chest as Anakin made his way towards them
quickly.

“Too bad that.
You seem to be alone here sweet cheeks, how about you come with me
for a drink?” The zabrak continued to leer.

“Actually-”
Obi-Wan shifted to answer but by that time Anakin had reached them.

“He’s with me.”
Anakin scowled at the zabrak. “So buzz.”

“Anakin!”
Obi-Wan sat up, his tone chiding even as he smiled up at him.

The zabrak however
gave Anakin one look, eyes going wide as he recognized him clearly
before throwing Obi-Wan a look and quickly fleeing.

“I think you
broke our cover.” The redhead said in amusement, standing to accept
his pastry. “We best leave before any holo journalist show up or
well-meaning fans.” He chuckled.

Grunting a bit in
annoyance and jealousy, Anakin nodded and settled his hand on the
others shoulder, guiding Obi-Wan towards the pickup zone for the
local transport. “So much for a public park walk.” He muttered.

“Oh its not so
bad. The Jedi temple has better gardens anyhow Anakin.” Obi-Wan
chuckled, leaning towards him with a small smile on his face. “Though
next time you want to pretend to be civilians, I suggest you don’t
walk out in black clothes similar to your tunics.” He smirked.

Snorting a bit,
Anakin was about to respond when Obi-Wan slid his arm between
Anakin’s arm and body, locking their elbows together as he
continued to smirk up at him. “Uh…”

“Pastries?”
Obi-Wan requested, happily accepting the bag with his free hand to
pull out his before letting Anakin take it back, letting out a soft
hum as he took a bite out of the soft, crumbly pastry.

Relaxing slowly,
Anakin retrieved his out of the bag too, smiling slightly.

He knew what Padme
would think if she saw them right now but…

Maybe she wasn’t
totally off the mark?

Force it was hard
to deny now that Anakin had recognized what he was feeling and than
there was the jealousy moments ago. He’d have to deal with it one
way or the other. And he’d have to speak to Padme, regardless what
he decided, he would need to speak to her about what she said to
Obi-Wan because well be that she was frustrated but if she was to
speak to anyone, take it out on anyone, it should have been him, not
Obi-Wan but Anakin.

It had been his
fault anyhow.

Pushing away those
thoughts for now, he decided to just enjoy the day, Obi-Wan beside
him and pastry I hand.

Just for today he’d
be a civilian having a normal day, enjoying a sweet treat with
someone he considered a friend.

The rest of the
galaxy could come invade it tomorrow.

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Letting out a
frustrated breath, Anakin crossed his arms over his chest and rolled
his eyes up at the ceiling as Ahsoka muffled a little giggle at his
behavior where he was slumped against the wall near the door.

Grumbling loudly,
Anakin let out a huff. “Obi-Wan come on, get your butt out here!”
He called out.

“Don’t rush
Anakin, we have ample time and I’m struggling with the belt.”
Obi-Wan called back, annoyance in his voice as before he gave a loud
mutter about said belt.

Sighing loudly,
Anakin slumped again as he made no move to hide his obvious
impatience. “Its not like we’re going to a fancy soiree, its just
a little walk out on the town, get away from the temple and let our
shoulders down. He needs it…” He muttered to himself before
peeking at Ahsoka.  

She shrugged,
smiling at him. “He wants to look nice. Let him, its not that often
he gets to be out of armor or tunic you know Skyguy.” Ahsoka
chirped happily while nibbling on a bag of crisps she had found
somewhere.

“…Way to go
making me feel like a dick there Snips.” Anakin sulked even more
before sighing and smiling. “But you’re right. I shouldn’t
complain since I was the one who suggested this and I should be happy
he’s taking it serious and wants to look nice.” He breathed out.

“There you go.”
Ahsoka laughed, nodding. “Beside, I’m curious, I haven’t seen
Master Obi-Wan in civies ever. I’d like to see how he looks when he
puts in a little bit of effort.” She said while bouncing on the
couch a bit.

Snorting a bit,
Anakin grinned wryly though inwardly he agreed, it had been ages
since Obi-Wan had dressed in civilian clothes. Last time must have
been when he went undercover and that had been more rags than clothes
in Anakin’s eyes.

Straightening up
when he heard the door swish open, Anakin put on a big smile. “Ah,
finally Obi-Wa-an…” Anakin’s words trailed off as he stared at
the redhead who was blinking curiously back at him in return.

Obi-Wan was wearing
a nice deep green turtleneck but it was what Obi-Wan was wearing on
his lower half that really caught Anakin’s eyes. Obi-Wan had a kilt
in the same matching deep green with silver stitching tartan pattern
that ended a bit over the knee and a pair of white knee high cotton
socks, a black belt around his waist keeping it all cinched in
tightly. Oh Force, the socks had little silver stars stitched on
even!

“Anakin?”
Obi-Wan blinked at him curiously.

“You look amazing
Obi-Wan.” Anakin rasped out, blinking to try and gather his wits.
“I-I didn’t know you had a kilt.”

Letting out a small
laugh, Obi-Wan ran his hand through his hair self consciously while
glancing between his former padawan and his grandpadawan. “I do,
this is the Kenobi clan kilt. When I turned fifteen they sent me the
pattern and my first kilt as part of becoming a recognized member of
the clan even if I was a Jedi though I rarely had opportunities to
use them at all… I actually forgot I still had this.” He glanced
down at his socks before looking up with a smirk. “Warm and freeing
though.”

Clapping her hands
happily, Ahsoka bounced to her feet and fluttered around him. “I
agree with Skyguy, you look really good!” She gushed while Obi-Wan
warded off her compliments with a blush covering his ears and a smile
on his face.

‘Oh Force… his
legs look really nice, those socks and the kilt is giving them a
really defined look.’ Anakin noted, mouth dry as he realized what
he thought, staring at how Obi-Wan’s calves flexed with each step
and move and the kilt fluttered around his knees.

Oh, oh kark, this
was bad, this was real bad.

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Letting out a
frustrated breath, Anakin crossed his arms over his chest and rolled
his eyes up at the ceiling as Ahsoka muffled a little giggle at his
behavior where he was slumped against the wall near the door.

Grumbling loudly,
Anakin let out a huff. “Obi-Wan come on, get your butt out here!”
He called out.

“Don’t rush
Anakin, we have ample time and I’m struggling with the belt.”
Obi-Wan called back, annoyance in his voice as before he gave a loud
mutter about said belt.

Sighing loudly,
Anakin slumped again as he made no move to hide his obvious
impatience. “Its not like we’re going to a fancy soiree, its just
a little walk out on the town, get away from the temple and let our
shoulders down. He needs it…” He muttered to himself before
peeking at Ahsoka.  

She shrugged,
smiling at him. “He wants to look nice. Let him, its not that often
he gets to be out of armor or tunic you know Skyguy.” Ahsoka
chirped happily while nibbling on a bag of crisps she had found
somewhere.

“…Way to go
making me feel like a dick there Snips.” Anakin sulked even more
before sighing and smiling. “But you’re right. I shouldn’t
complain since I was the one who suggested this and I should be happy
he’s taking it serious and wants to look nice.” He breathed out.

“There you go.”
Ahsoka laughed, nodding. “Beside, I’m curious, I haven’t seen
Master Obi-Wan in civies ever. I’d like to see how he looks when he
puts in a little bit of effort.” She said while bouncing on the
couch a bit.

Snorting a bit,
Anakin grinned wryly though inwardly he agreed, it had been ages
since Obi-Wan had dressed in civilian clothes. Last time must have
been when he went undercover and that had been more rags than clothes
in Anakin’s eyes.

Straightening up
when he heard the door swish open, Anakin put on a big smile. “Ah,
finally Obi-Wa-an…” Anakin’s words trailed off as he stared at
the redhead who was blinking curiously back at him in return.

Obi-Wan was wearing
a nice deep green turtleneck but it was what Obi-Wan was wearing on
his lower half that really caught Anakin’s eyes. Obi-Wan had a kilt
in the same matching deep green with silver stitching tartan pattern
that ended a bit over the knee and a pair of white knee high cotton
socks, a black belt around his waist keeping it all cinched in
tightly. Oh Force, the socks had little silver stars stitched on
even!

“Anakin?”
Obi-Wan blinked at him curiously.

“You look amazing
Obi-Wan.” Anakin rasped out, blinking to try and gather his wits.
“I-I didn’t know you had a kilt.”

Letting out a small
laugh, Obi-Wan ran his hand through his hair self consciously while
glancing between his former padawan and his grandpadawan. “I do,
this is the Kenobi clan kilt. When I turned fifteen they sent me the
pattern and my first kilt as part of becoming a recognized member of
the clan even if I was a Jedi though I rarely had opportunities to
use them at all… I actually forgot I still had this.” He glanced
down at his socks before looking up with a smirk. “Warm and freeing
though.”

Clapping her hands
happily, Ahsoka bounced to her feet and fluttered around him. “I
agree with Skyguy, you look really good!” She gushed while Obi-Wan
warded off her compliments with a blush covering his ears and a smile
on his face.

‘Oh Force… his
legs look really nice, those socks and the kilt is giving them a
really defined look.’ Anakin noted, mouth dry as he realized what
he thought, staring at how Obi-Wan’s calves flexed with each step
and move and the kilt fluttered around his knees.

Oh, oh kark, this
was bad, this was real bad.