Mad Love || Anakin Skywalker x Reader

4 - Sharing is Caring

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Anakin shifted in his chair, the metal joints groaning under his movement and echoing along the walls. "I hear you're being unfaithful," he suggested, his tone heavy with accusation.

I stopped writing and raised my eyes to meet his, my brows furrowed in confusion. "What do you mean?" I asked, bewildered by his words.

He lifted his chin slightly and his eyes gazed into mine with assertion. I took an unprofessional note on how the blue crystal-like color glimmered in the light, almost like how the sun shines on the dancing ocean. For being an unhinged killer, he was a gorgeous man and it's nearly impossible to deny that. But I guess that's what makes him all the more dangerous; you can easily see a sweet angel on the first glance, completely missing the murderous devil that lurks underneath.

"Cheating; with Mace Windu," he finally said, his voice dripping with disdain. "He's been going on all morning about his appointment with the 'hot doctor.'" He mimicked the words in a childish way, "And I know he means you. The other doctors here look like they're ready to be buried six feet under by next week."

Now I understood what he meant; Mace Windu was my new patient for the day. I was set to have my first session with him right after this one. "It's my job, Anakin. I'll be seeing many patients," I explained, glancing back at my notepad to finish my last note. "Don't worry; you're still my main priority, so I'll be seeing you more often than the others. And remember, sharing is caring." I teased, placing my completed notes on the table and closing the book.

He snorted, rolling his eyes heavily, clearly annoyed at the thought of me having other patients. I didn't see the problem, but then again, I still didn't fully understand him. "I'm not one to share." He locked his dark gaze on mine, leaning forward and fiddling with the chains that held him to the table. "And I don't like him."

"Well," I said, resting my hand on my notepad and tapping my fingers along it in a habitual rhythm, "You don't really have a choice. I'll have multiple patients, just like you have multiple nurses and doctors; that's how this place works." I spoke with a hint of attitude, gesturing around the room with my pen.

His annoyed look shifted to one of amusement. "Someone's a bit feisty today," he said with a smile, leaning back in his chair and eyeing me up and down. "Does this mean you're still upset about last night?" he asked innocently, his eyes sparkling like a doe's.

I let out a sigh, trying to hold back a yawn. "A bit annoyed, yes," I confessed, "but not angry." Mostly, I was just frustrated that his little trick had stolen time from my work, making me stay longer than I wanted. So here I was, feeling tired and a bit cranky from not enough sleep.

"I could say I'm sorry, but honestly, I'm not," he said, his smile turning charming. "I got to see you outside of our usual time, after all. So, I guess you'll have to think of a punishment for me, Doc." He playfully bit his lip, trying to be flirtatious, a behavior I was beginning to expect from him. But I had learned to deal with this kind of thing from the men I worked with.

Because, well, they were men. And they had been here for a while so it's to be expected.

Normally, I would roll my eyes and let it slide, but today, feeling tired and irritable, I decided to be a little cheeky. "Looks like I do, Skywalker." I shot him a sarcastic grin as I stood up, and he watched me with interest. "And for your punishment," I said slowly, walking toward the door with a sweet smile, placing my hand on the handle, "I'm cutting this session short since my new patient is waiting." I opened the door for the guards to enter, then stepped out, heading to my next appointment with Mace in a different room.