I love unbounded misery, but please tell me Obi-Wan is not going to end up barefoot and pregnant after being raped, because I’m going to scream… #ShoesforObi?
Rubbing his thumbs
over the arch of Obi-Wan’s rather swollen feet with the cooling
mint oil, Qui-Gon glanced up at the depressed looking omega. “…I’m
sorry you can’t wear your favorite boots Obi-Wan.” He murmured
quietly as the redhead sniffled a bit.
“I just want
things to be as normal, is that so bad?” Obi-Wan muttered,
shivering a bit. “I didn’t want this to happen.” He coughed.
Thumbs slowing down
a bit, Qui-Gon let out a deep sigh. “No Obi-Wan, that’s not bad.
But temporarily you have to make some adjustments to your life, just
until the baby is born.” Qui-Gon rumbled soothingly as he worked
the oil into the warm skin.
Peering at him,
Obi-Wan swallowed. “…You want to ask what happened, don’t you?”
The knight whispered.
Sighing deeply,
Qui-Gon nodded. “Yes, but I’m not going to demand any answers
from you since you’ve been going to the healer appointments
assigned to you. As long as you do that, I won’t ask for anything
else.” He smiled at him.
“…I went into
heat.”
The words punched a
hole in Qui-Gon’s stomach as he sat there in front of Obi-Wan on
the couch, staring up at him as he held the others foot in his numb
hands, Obi-Wan not meeting his gaze as he stared at his folded hands
in his lap instead.
“I forgot to
bring the oral emergency suppressors and I fell hard enough to break
the implant though I wasn’t aware of that until the first stirrings
of heat was already upon me.” Obi-Wan swallowed heavily.
Stroking his thumb
slowly over the heel, Qui-Gon held on for something to ground him.
“…Where were you? When your heat hit?” He rasped out.
“In the smuggler
base.” Obi-Wan rasped out in return, sounding equally as wretched
as Qui-Gon felt at that moment as the alpha clung to the young omega.
“They could smell me the moment I entered and… I don’t really
remember much I have to admit, the unaided heat was pretty strong but
I have flash images of them fighting.” He licked his lips, bringing
his wet gaze slowly to Qui-Gon.
‘He’s ashamed…’
Qui-Gon realized at the broken look in the others eyes, letting out a
low crooning noise of distress as he scented the sour smell the other
was letting out even as he wasn’t sure what the other was ashamed
off since none of this was his fault, not really. “Oh Obi-Wan. I’m
so sorry, I wish I’d been there to look after you…” He rumbled
out before letting go of the others foot to push up on his knees and
reach up, wrapping the other in a hug. “I’m so sorry.” Qui-Gon
repeated as Obi-Wan sniffled into his shoulder.
“Don’t leave me
alone in this?” Obi-Wan hands fisted into his tunic, shaking
against the alpha. “I’m scared Qui-Gon, I never wanted a kit.”
He confessed.
“I know, I know
you didn’t. I’ll look after you. I promise I’ll help you.”
Qui-Gon crooned into his ear, fighting against his own tears.
Behind them the
front door closed quietly without either noticing as Obi-Wan broke
down sobbing against the older alphas shoulder.
()()()
Swallowing heavily,
Anakin set the grocery bags down on the floor beside the quarters
door as his brain buzzed heavily.
Poor Obi-Wan.
Victim to his
biology and those damn sleemo hutt smugglers who had no rights to
touch him at all. Maybe they should be grateful that Obi-Wan had
managed to get away from whoever had managed to claim him without
being bonded to them but Anakin just wished…
Well, there wasn’t
much that could be done now.
Glancing down at
the groceries, Anakin suddenly nodded firmly and went to find Master
Koon since padawans couldn’t leave the temples alone but he was
pretty sure if he was escorted by a council member he would be
allowed to go to a store, and for getting something to comfort
Obi-Wan, he figured the kel dor would be happy to help Anakin.
‘Right, I need cacao, those mint marshmallows and some of that
heavy cream stuff that Obi-Wan likes so much. And I need to pick up
sugar glazed pallium fruits so I can make that fruit dessert mom used
to make when I was upset…’ Anakin set up a mental shopping list.
He was pretty sure
that he couldn’t do much to comfort Obi-Wan now, but a lot of
comfort came from the things around you, like the food and people who
offered care.
Anakin could do
that once Qui-Gon had offered the initial comfort.
He’d be happy to
help Obi-Wan after the first baby steps were taken.