Peeking into the
apartment, Obi-Wan let out a breath when he saw it was empty before
slowly making his way in and setting his bag down. He was happy that
he’d see his mate soon, make no doubt about that!

But he didn’t
want to be overwhelmed!

Anakin and Padme
together could be a bit…much.

But he was glad to
be home as he moved to the kitchen to make tea, he let out a deep
breath. And then he almost jerked out of his own skin.

When had Padme’s
apartment become home?

Sure he had given
his room over to Ahsoka so she had a proper bed to sleep in and had
moved most of his things to the apartment but…

Oh dear.

Obi-Wan flushed and
continued making tea, his pulse racing a bit.

Alright, he
considered the apartment home.

That wasn’t a bad
thing was it?

The temple could
still reach him and he could arrive there within the hour.

And he slept in a
bed that was soft, sometimes spooned and sometimes doing the
spooning, which was lovely.

Obi-Wan added a
spoonful of honey to his tea before reaching for the plates and
bringing biscuits from the cupboard. By the time he had eaten one and
drained two cups, the door slid open to Padme and Bail, the two
discussing some kind of legislate in low tones between each other and
Obi-Wan hid a small smile at the sight despite all his instincts
telling him to get up and rush to Padme’s side.

Instead he
carefully put his cup down.

“I should real-”
Padme suddenly stopped and took a sharp breath before turning to the
couch, eyes lighting up in glee before she practically bounced from
Bail’s side and to Obi-Wan’s, wrapping him in her arms as she
knelt beside him on the couch.

Obi-Wan couldn’t
help his laugh and returned the hug, nuzzling into his mate and
taking in her scent. “Well hello to you too.” He offered,
ignoring how her hair ornaments were kind of digging into him.

“Obi-Wan! You’re
back!” She cooed and nuzzled him.

“I am, yes
hello.” He looked across the room where Bail was watching them in
amusement. “Bail.”

“Obi-Wan, welcome
back.” The omega Senator chuckled.

“Its good to be
back.” He admitted then winced a bit. “But I’m less pleased
about your hairdo Padme, the pins are digging into me.”

“Oh! Right!
Anakin complains about those too.” She sat back quickly and looked
to Bail, a bit embarrassed. Bail just waved his hands. “Its
alright, Breha gets the same with me. She usually nests me for a
while when I’m home so I’m not offended Padme.”

“Oh good.”
Padme settled to remove the pins and clips that kept her elaborate
hairdo together.

Obi-Wan shifted
closer and gently started to help her, hands careful.

“Well, you’re
better at this then Anakin.” She laughed softly as Bail went to get
cups for the two so they also could have tea.

“Master Qui-Gon
and me often went undercover. Sometimes those undercover missions
included him being dolled up and having his hair look very fetching.”
Obi-Wan’s lips twitched. “I have to admit, the swan twist from
Nandu was a very elaborate design but we managed.”

She laughed as her
hair fell down her back before turning once again to him and wrapping
him in her arms, nuzzling close to him. “Does Anakin know you’re
back?”

“Yes, I saw him
in the council chambers. I thought he’d come here before me if I’m
honest but there must have been a few duties at the temple he had to
take care of.” Obi-Wan was glad the other Jedi could separate his
own desires from the duties he had to attend to honestly, it made him
feel even better about being in the relationship with the two.

“Ah. Well, you
know that means we’re going to bundle you away for however long we
can?”

“Of course.”
Obi-Wan offered in amusement before snuggling against her, resting
his head on her collarbone. He had never been much of a snuggler,
preferring his own company or a select few that he allowed to touch
him when he wanted but with mates… well he felt the need to be
close often, to be held and cuddled and kept.

It was strange.

But he wasn’t
about to complain as a delicate hand slowly ran through his hair and
caressed his neck with the slightest pressure of nails as Bail poured
tea for himself and Padme from the pot.

“Almost empty.”
Bail offered as he gave Padme her cup.

“That’s fine, I
only want one.” She hummed, keeping a hold of the cup with one hand
and petting Obi-Wan with the other, keeping him close.

Bail hid a smile
behind his own cup at how content the Jedi looked. Force knew that he
had seen him in far less pleasing states then the current one and
Obi-Wan of all people deserved some relaxation that it seemed his
mates brought into his life.

And then Skywalker
marched into the room like a hurricane, throwing his robe on the hook
and kicking of his boots before he joined the other two on the couch,
wrapping Obi-Wan securely in his own arms and nuzzling into his
shoulder. “Obi-Wan!” He rumbled happily.

“Hello again
Anakin.” Obi-Wan hummed, smiling a bit at the tight arms.

“Love.” Padme
greeted, getting a kiss out of the blond before he went back to
nuzzling the omega between them.

“I’ll take this
as my cue to move on out. I’ll have Mon Mothma contact you with the
proposal.” Bail chuckled and got up.

“Of course Bail.
Another day.” Padme smiled at him, only a tiny bit embarrassed. At
least Bail understood how it felt like to have your mate be far away
for longer periods of time.

“Goodbye Senator
Organa.” Anakin offered in an attempt to be polite.

“Jedi knight
Skywalker. Bye Obi-Wan and Padme.” Bail headed out chuckling still.

“So?” Anakin
questioned now that they were alone, hands resting on Obi-Wan’s
stomach.

“Ah….”
Obi-Wan colored and Padme shifted to put her cup down.

“Anakin…”

“What!? I wanna
know. Healer Che and Master Mace kept me at the temple to help make
sure that there were no more sliced droids left and there were quite
a few omegas that are already showing signs of hormonal imbalance.”
Anakin flustered a bit at her tone.

“W-Well, Helix
said I was having some…odd results in my blood tests.” Obi-Wan
confessed before hiding against Padme’s shoulder a bit. “A-And
there might… I mean…the results would be clearer in a week or
two…” He whispered.

“If you are,
we’ll deal with it.” Padme offered seriously, giving Anakin a
pointed look over Obi-Wan’s head.

“Yes, of course.
You’re not alone in this.” Anakin nodded, tightening his grip
around the omega.

Obi-Wan relaxed
slowly against him, letting go of his fear into the Force even as
Padme and Anakin firmed their resolves, their children were not to be
born into a galaxy at war.

They were going to
make sure of that.

But right now, they
were just happy that their mate was back in their arms.

Peeking into the
apartment, Obi-Wan let out a breath when he saw it was empty before
slowly making his way in and setting his bag down. He was happy that
he’d see his mate soon, make no doubt about that!

But he didn’t
want to be overwhelmed!

Anakin and Padme
together could be a bit…much.

But he was glad to
be home as he moved to the kitchen to make tea, he let out a deep
breath. And then he almost jerked out of his own skin.

When had Padme’s
apartment become home?

Sure he had given
his room over to Ahsoka so she had a proper bed to sleep in and had
moved most of his things to the apartment but…

Oh dear.

Obi-Wan flushed and
continued making tea, his pulse racing a bit.

Alright, he
considered the apartment home.

That wasn’t a bad
thing was it?

The temple could
still reach him and he could arrive there within the hour.

And he slept in a
bed that was soft, sometimes spooned and sometimes doing the
spooning, which was lovely.

Obi-Wan added a
spoonful of honey to his tea before reaching for the plates and
bringing biscuits from the cupboard. By the time he had eaten one and
drained two cups, the door slid open to Padme and Bail, the two
discussing some kind of legislate in low tones between each other and
Obi-Wan hid a small smile at the sight despite all his instincts
telling him to get up and rush to Padme’s side.

Instead he
carefully put his cup down.

“I should real-”
Padme suddenly stopped and took a sharp breath before turning to the
couch, eyes lighting up in glee before she practically bounced from
Bail’s side and to Obi-Wan’s, wrapping him in her arms as she
knelt beside him on the couch.

Obi-Wan couldn’t
help his laugh and returned the hug, nuzzling into his mate and
taking in her scent. “Well hello to you too.” He offered,
ignoring how her hair ornaments were kind of digging into him.

“Obi-Wan! You’re
back!” She cooed and nuzzled him.

“I am, yes
hello.” He looked across the room where Bail was watching them in
amusement. “Bail.”

“Obi-Wan, welcome
back.” The omega Senator chuckled.

“Its good to be
back.” He admitted then winced a bit. “But I’m less pleased
about your hairdo Padme, the pins are digging into me.”

“Oh! Right!
Anakin complains about those too.” She sat back quickly and looked
to Bail, a bit embarrassed. Bail just waved his hands. “Its
alright, Breha gets the same with me. She usually nests me for a
while when I’m home so I’m not offended Padme.”

“Oh good.”
Padme settled to remove the pins and clips that kept her elaborate
hairdo together.

Obi-Wan shifted
closer and gently started to help her, hands careful.

“Well, you’re
better at this then Anakin.” She laughed softly as Bail went to get
cups for the two so they also could have tea.

“Master Qui-Gon
and me often went undercover. Sometimes those undercover missions
included him being dolled up and having his hair look very fetching.”
Obi-Wan’s lips twitched. “I have to admit, the swan twist from
Nandu was a very elaborate design but we managed.”

She laughed as her
hair fell down her back before turning once again to him and wrapping
him in her arms, nuzzling close to him. “Does Anakin know you’re
back?”

“Yes, I saw him
in the council chambers. I thought he’d come here before me if I’m
honest but there must have been a few duties at the temple he had to
take care of.” Obi-Wan was glad the other Jedi could separate his
own desires from the duties he had to attend to honestly, it made him
feel even better about being in the relationship with the two.

“Ah. Well, you
know that means we’re going to bundle you away for however long we
can?”

“Of course.”
Obi-Wan offered in amusement before snuggling against her, resting
his head on her collarbone. He had never been much of a snuggler,
preferring his own company or a select few that he allowed to touch
him when he wanted but with mates… well he felt the need to be
close often, to be held and cuddled and kept.

It was strange.

But he wasn’t
about to complain as a delicate hand slowly ran through his hair and
caressed his neck with the slightest pressure of nails as Bail poured
tea for himself and Padme from the pot.

“Almost empty.”
Bail offered as he gave Padme her cup.

“That’s fine, I
only want one.” She hummed, keeping a hold of the cup with one hand
and petting Obi-Wan with the other, keeping him close.

Bail hid a smile
behind his own cup at how content the Jedi looked. Force knew that he
had seen him in far less pleasing states then the current one and
Obi-Wan of all people deserved some relaxation that it seemed his
mates brought into his life.

And then Skywalker
marched into the room like a hurricane, throwing his robe on the hook
and kicking of his boots before he joined the other two on the couch,
wrapping Obi-Wan securely in his own arms and nuzzling into his
shoulder. “Obi-Wan!” He rumbled happily.

“Hello again
Anakin.” Obi-Wan hummed, smiling a bit at the tight arms.

“Love.” Padme
greeted, getting a kiss out of the blond before he went back to
nuzzling the omega between them.

“I’ll take this
as my cue to move on out. I’ll have Mon Mothma contact you with the
proposal.” Bail chuckled and got up.

“Of course Bail.
Another day.” Padme smiled at him, only a tiny bit embarrassed. At
least Bail understood how it felt like to have your mate be far away
for longer periods of time.

“Goodbye Senator
Organa.” Anakin offered in an attempt to be polite.

“Jedi knight
Skywalker. Bye Obi-Wan and Padme.” Bail headed out chuckling still.

“So?” Anakin
questioned now that they were alone, hands resting on Obi-Wan’s
stomach.

“Ah….”
Obi-Wan colored and Padme shifted to put her cup down.

“Anakin…”

“What!? I wanna
know. Healer Che and Master Mace kept me at the temple to help make
sure that there were no more sliced droids left and there were quite
a few omegas that are already showing signs of hormonal imbalance.”
Anakin flustered a bit at her tone.

“W-Well, Helix
said I was having some…odd results in my blood tests.” Obi-Wan
confessed before hiding against Padme’s shoulder a bit. “A-And
there might… I mean…the results would be clearer in a week or
two…” He whispered.

“If you are,
we’ll deal with it.” Padme offered seriously, giving Anakin a
pointed look over Obi-Wan’s head.

“Yes, of course.
You’re not alone in this.” Anakin nodded, tightening his grip
around the omega.

Obi-Wan relaxed
slowly against him, letting go of his fear into the Force even as
Padme and Anakin firmed their resolves, their children were not to be
born into a galaxy at war.

They were going to
make sure of that.

But right now, they
were just happy that their mate was back in their arms.