“Stupid
stupid stupid.” Obi-Wan muttered under his breath and Ahsoka
watched him with a worried little frown, lekku’s twitching while
watching her grandmaster mourn over his boots and try to repair them
with needle and thread which she knew wouldn’t work.

But he
was so upset about the boots.

Something
about them being gifts and his favorite she would assume or maybe it
had to do with him being ADHD?

Anakin
had taken her aside to explain to Ahsoka, with the permission of
Master Obi-Wan he said, about the various ticks Master Obi-Wan
exhibited when they were alone with the troopers or just the three of
them.

Apparently
ADHD was some kind of brain
condition as far as she understood, a behavioral medical condition
with the full name attention deficit hyperactivity disorder which
was… honestly a very long name for something.

But
that hadn’t been the important part, the important part had been
what that meant for Obi-Wan and his interaction with the world around
him. How he perceived it, how his mind handled it. The fact that the
revered Master Obi-Wan Kenobi on the Jedi Council had depression and
was overstimulated was a shock really, because he never gave that
impression off to the world as he faced up to the Separatists but she
didn’t doubt Skyguy when he told her and in the time after she had
seen the evidence in Obi-Wan’s behavior often enough.

He put
on one mask for the world, for the press, for the Senate and those
who weren’t in the know and showed his true self to those he
trusted wouldn’t use it against him.

And
she was honored she was among them but right now she just felt bad at
the desperation the man was showing not to mention how many
disparaging comments he was making about himself under his breath that had both her
and troopers wincing at time and exchanging uncertain looks about
what to do, even Cody looked uncertain and Anakin was nowhere in
sight to handle it!

He’d
just disappeared right off the battlefield before anyone
could say anything or even clean up things.

Obi-Wan
had been in charge of the entire thing after that until he discovered
the slash in his red leather boots and
he just… shut down then.

Sat
down on a crate while desperately trying to work on repairing his
leather boots.

‘Oh
where are you Skyguy?’ She wondered, a bit desperate since Obi-Wan
was delving into more and more derogatory remarks about himself.

There
was a quick clap on her shoulder suddenly and then Anakin walked past
her, moving straight to Obi-Wan and kneeling down in front of him,
carefully settling a hand on one of his wrists to stop him from
working more on the ruined boot. “Tabby.” He murmured, smiling at
him.

Hesitating,
Obi-Wan finally stared at him. “…I ruined the boots you gave me.”
He muttered, a bit helpless seemingly as the two watched each other with Obi-Wan’s eyes looking glassy.

“I
know.” Anakin hummed, squeezing his wrist carefully when Obi-Wan
flinched. “Its alright, they’re only boots Obi-Wan.” He smiled
a bit before reaching under his black robe, pulling out a pair of
navy blue leather boots he
had been hiding with a large
blue rose in cornflower color on the ankles of it. “And I got you
some new ones.” Anakin assured, holding them up with his mech hand.
“See?”

Obi-Wan
blinked, staring at them before looking at Anakin. “I can’t tak-”

“Its
a gift. From me. Come on Tabby.” Anakin assured gently.

Ahsoka
was holding her breath practically.

She
let it out in a relieved rush when Obi-Wan gingerly took the boots,
letting Anakin take the ruined one off his lap. “…They’re very
pretty, feel sturdy too.” Obi-Wan whispered, running his thumb over
the leather before peering at Anakin.

Skyguy
grinned at him before taking one boot and grabbing Obi-Wan’s leg,
sliding it on and tying the laces. “That’s why I got you them.
They’re just boots too though, I’m rather have
you ruin boots then
ruin yourself Tabby.” He quirked a warm smile before leaning up and
pressing a kiss to Obi-Wan’s forehead while stealing the other
boot, once again helping Obi-Wan into it and lacing it up too.

They
reached about knee height and had a little heel to them Ahsoka could
see now that Obi-Wan was wearing them and seemed to suit him very
well. And Obi-Wan was smiling again, a bit embarrassed seemingly but
smiling just the same as he peered at Anakin.

“…Thank
you Anakin… I’m sorry for freaking out about the boots.” He
murmured.

“Its
alright Obi-Wan. I know you
can’t help it and I don’t blame you. Come on, lets go have some
tea, I can complain about the flavor, you can roll your eyes at me
and I can add some cactus nectar to it?” Anakin teased and Obi-Wan
outright laughed at that, the ruined red boots set away beside the
crate and forgotten as the blond lead master Obi-Wan away for said
tea to the relief of everyone in the camp.

Thank
the Force Anakin knew what to do to help master Obi-Wan.

“Stupid
stupid stupid.” Obi-Wan muttered under his breath and Ahsoka
watched him with a worried little frown, lekku’s twitching while
watching her grandmaster mourn over his boots and try to repair them
with needle and thread which she knew wouldn’t work.

But he
was so upset about the boots.

Something
about them being gifts and his favorite she would assume or maybe it
had to do with him being ADHD?

Anakin
had taken her aside to explain to Ahsoka, with the permission of
Master Obi-Wan he said, about the various ticks Master Obi-Wan
exhibited when they were alone with the troopers or just the three of
them.

Apparently
ADHD was some kind of brain
condition as far as she understood, a behavioral medical condition
with the full name attention deficit hyperactivity disorder which
was… honestly a very long name for something.

But
that hadn’t been the important part, the important part had been
what that meant for Obi-Wan and his interaction with the world around
him. How he perceived it, how his mind handled it. The fact that the
revered Master Obi-Wan Kenobi on the Jedi Council had depression and
was overstimulated was a shock really, because he never gave that
impression off to the world as he faced up to the Separatists but she
didn’t doubt Skyguy when he told her and in the time after she had
seen the evidence in Obi-Wan’s behavior often enough.

He put
on one mask for the world, for the press, for the Senate and those
who weren’t in the know and showed his true self to those he
trusted wouldn’t use it against him.

And
she was honored she was among them but right now she just felt bad at
the desperation the man was showing not to mention how many
disparaging comments he was making about himself under his breath that had both her
and troopers wincing at time and exchanging uncertain looks about
what to do, even Cody looked uncertain and Anakin was nowhere in
sight to handle it!

He’d
just disappeared right off the battlefield before anyone
could say anything or even clean up things.

Obi-Wan
had been in charge of the entire thing after that until he discovered
the slash in his red leather boots and
he just… shut down then.

Sat
down on a crate while desperately trying to work on repairing his
leather boots.

‘Oh
where are you Skyguy?’ She wondered, a bit desperate since Obi-Wan
was delving into more and more derogatory remarks about himself.

There
was a quick clap on her shoulder suddenly and then Anakin walked past
her, moving straight to Obi-Wan and kneeling down in front of him,
carefully settling a hand on one of his wrists to stop him from
working more on the ruined boot. “Tabby.” He murmured, smiling at
him.

Hesitating,
Obi-Wan finally stared at him. “…I ruined the boots you gave me.”
He muttered, a bit helpless seemingly as the two watched each other with Obi-Wan’s eyes looking glassy.

“I
know.” Anakin hummed, squeezing his wrist carefully when Obi-Wan
flinched. “Its alright, they’re only boots Obi-Wan.” He smiled
a bit before reaching under his black robe, pulling out a pair of
navy blue leather boots he
had been hiding with a large
blue rose in cornflower color on the ankles of it. “And I got you
some new ones.” Anakin assured, holding them up with his mech hand.
“See?”

Obi-Wan
blinked, staring at them before looking at Anakin. “I can’t tak-”

“Its
a gift. From me. Come on Tabby.” Anakin assured gently.

Ahsoka
was holding her breath practically.

She
let it out in a relieved rush when Obi-Wan gingerly took the boots,
letting Anakin take the ruined one off his lap. “…They’re very
pretty, feel sturdy too.” Obi-Wan whispered, running his thumb over
the leather before peering at Anakin.

Skyguy
grinned at him before taking one boot and grabbing Obi-Wan’s leg,
sliding it on and tying the laces. “That’s why I got you them.
They’re just boots too though, I’m rather have
you ruin boots then
ruin yourself Tabby.” He quirked a warm smile before leaning up and
pressing a kiss to Obi-Wan’s forehead while stealing the other
boot, once again helping Obi-Wan into it and lacing it up too.

They
reached about knee height and had a little heel to them Ahsoka could
see now that Obi-Wan was wearing them and seemed to suit him very
well. And Obi-Wan was smiling again, a bit embarrassed seemingly but
smiling just the same as he peered at Anakin.

“…Thank
you Anakin… I’m sorry for freaking out about the boots.” He
murmured.

“Its
alright Obi-Wan. I know you
can’t help it and I don’t blame you. Come on, lets go have some
tea, I can complain about the flavor, you can roll your eyes at me
and I can add some cactus nectar to it?” Anakin teased and Obi-Wan
outright laughed at that, the ruined red boots set away beside the
crate and forgotten as the blond lead master Obi-Wan away for said
tea to the relief of everyone in the camp.

Thank
the Force Anakin knew what to do to help master Obi-Wan.