Breaking The Code (Anakin Skywalker x Reader)

Chapter 26

TW: Mild sexual content. Otherwise, carry on :)

Anakin POV:

"Woah, did you feel that?" I asked Obi-Wan as we entered the halls of the Temple.

As soon as we stepped inside, I felt a sharp pain inside of my head that lasted for about five seconds. I rubbed my frontal lobe to ease the lingering ache but it didn't help as much as I thought it would.

Every Jedi around me, including Obi-Wan, did the same thing I was doing. His features scrunched up painfully, "I most certainly did feel that. Either someone is feeling very emotional," He began, emphasizing the word 'very', "or every Jedi is just happening to get the same headache at the same time."

I chuckled at his attempts to keep the mood lightened, even though it just increased the throbbing pain in my head. I stopped walking to press my palm against the window of the Temple and lean against it. I felt dizzy and didn't want to pass out in the middle of the hallway in front of the other Jedi. I closed my eyes and exhaled as the aching stopped for a moment, and then returned just when I thought it was over. My body stiffened again and I turned around to lean my back against the window. This headache was the most peculiar one I've ever had; the pounding in my frontal lobe lasts for maybe a few seconds and then stops, only to come back again.

"Okay," I pushed myself off of the window and put my hand on Obi-Wan's shoulder, and he was currently massaging his temples, "what is going on?"

Obi-Wan huffed and shrugged my hand off of his shoulder, "Hush Anakin, I'm trying to focus." He went back to massaging his temples and closed his eyes, looking as if he was meditating.

I rolled my eyes and pushed my blonde stray curls back, and absentmindedly combed my fingers through them. I looked up and down the hallway again at the other Jedi, and noticed that they were all conversing in cliques about what was going on. I furrowed my brows in confusion as I identified each person.

That's weird. Yoda isn't out here, and neither is—

"(y/n)."

Obi-Wan's voice snapped me out of my thoughts and I turned my head back towards him, "What about her?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

Obi-Wan sighed and rolled his eyes, probably because I didn't catch on to what he was talking about, "I mean that she is the cause of this commotion. I can sense her emotions flying in every direction."

My heart dropped to my stomach as I took in his words. It all makes sense, and now I feel like such a blind dud for not realizing it at first. I ran my hands through my hair, "This is all my fault." I muttered.

I had deliberately ignored her the rest of the night, and now she must think that I hate her, even though that's the complete opposite reason as to why I did it. I thought that having a moment to myself would calm my temper—and it did—but I didn't even tell her why I wasn't talking to her. I just left things on a bad note and assumed that she knew what I was doing.

Am I always this dense?

Obi-Wan shook his head, "No, this is my fault. I'm the one that told you to give her space, when I should've realized that you were what she needed. I apologize for making matters worse." His blue eyes were filled with deep regret it made my heart twist to see him upset like this. Obi-Wan rarely expressed any form of sadness, so actually seeing it was a very uncanny occurrence.

I smiled slightly and patted his shoulder, and we continued walking down the hallway, "I appreciate that, but it was my fault for listening to someone with zero relationship experience." I joked.