I really love codywan baby. (~♡•♡)~ Could we get some more of it???
Dressed only in a tunic that reached to his knees, Obi-Wan stumbled
out of his bunk and to Waxer as the baby cried out in distress,
picking up his son and shushing him. “Oh no, its okay baby, its
okay. Its just Vader being upset.” He mumbled tiredly, trying to
shield his boy from the dark side of the Force that he could feel
even if he couldn’t reach into the Force with the collar around his
throat.
“He’s Force sensitive?”
The voice scared Obi-Wan half to death as he turned around, Waxer
clutched to his chest as his eyes found…
Oh…
Cody…
Obi-Wan held his baby even as his racing heart calmed down slowly
despite the crying of his baby. “Y-Yes…” He whispered,
swallowing a bit. “Very.” Obi-Wan’s throat felt dry as he
forced the words out as his adrenaline filled mind gained
equilibrium.
In the dim light, he toke note that Cody was not in armor but in his
blacks, the other staring at him with a steady gaze on the Jedi.
There was a bit of gray at the others temple but so was there at
Obi-Wan’s.
Slowly, almost hesitantly, Cody moved from where he had been standing
until he stood in front of Obi-Wan, staring into his eyes in the
dimness of the room, their breaths clashing.
Waxer’s noises had turned into quiet sniffles against Obi-Wan’s
tunic and Cody’s eyes flickered down, staring at that dark head
resting against Obi-Wan’s collarbone.
His hand rose slowly, steadily and slowly cupped the back of Waxer’s
head, stroking lightly and even in the dim light Obi-Wan could see
the soft expression of awe and just utter love that crossed the
commander’s face as he touched his son for the first time.
“…Do you want to hold him?” He whispered, shivering slightly.
“Please?” Cody whispered in turn, carefully accepting the bundle
as Obi-Wan showed him how to hold Waxer’s chubby little body in his
arms.
It looked so natural, Cody holding Waxer to his chest while staring
at him with that awed little look as the baby stuffed his fist into
his mouth while staring up with amber colored eyes with flecks of
green that was slightly red from crying at this new person holding
him so gently, instinctual knowing he was safe.
“He’s beautiful…” Cody finally murmured, smiling down at
Waxer while stroking his chubby stomach with gentle fingertips.
“He is. He was beautiful from the moment he was born.” Obi-Wan
whispered.
Cody slowly looked from Waxer to Obi-Wan. “…Were you alone? Were
you safe when you gave birth?” He questioned.
His heart was racing at the questions, staring at his former
commander. “I was in a Rebellion medical facility. I… I had
friends and medics around me.” He whispered out finally. “I guess
I was as safe as I could have been? With access to medical help.”
“Good.” And with that Cody peeled one hand from Waxer even as his
left one held him protectively to his chest, his right hand resting
lightly on Obi-Wan’s cheek.
Obi-Wan trembled at the touch, closing his eyes as he leaned into it,
mentally reminding himself that Cody was chipped, that the chip in
the others mind had made him turn on Obi-Wan and that there was a
high chance that the other still loved him even if the chip had made
him forget it.
That got him to hiccup, silent tears slowly sliding down his face to
drip over Cody’s tanned skin. The warm fingers slowly brushed them
away.
“I love you. I still love you.” The former Jedi whispered, unable
not to say it now that he was so close to the other as he hiccuped
with tears he long thought he was done shedding.
Cody stood there, silent but actions spoke louder then words as he
continued brushing the tears away while leaning closer to Obi-Wan,
the proximity of their bodies keeping their son warm.