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Height Differences Collection

Side note: I saw this idea  doing moments of Ahsoka being shorter than others, so I wanted to do this with Anakin and Padme and their height differences haha. There are about 3 different ones, each around 200 to 300 words each. Hope this makes it up to y'all!

Lost in a sea of colours

Anakin scanned the crowd, of hundreds of species and some things god knew what they were. Loud cheering and chatter echoed through the Streets, with a sea of people lapping up and down the shore. The chosen one was trying to find his wife, and was less than successful. You see, being 6 ft 2, Anakin could mainly just see the head's of others, not their facial expressions.

Skywalker took a deep breath, before starting to listen to the presences more loudly. He could see a group of purple twi'leks handing out jewelry, a trio of Pantorins handing out Mantell Mix, violence waiting to strike, romance that previously occurred, strangers futures, past, thoughts, all of it. He could hear, see, feel all of it. Still, it was nearly impossible to find the beautiful Senator, as she was short and petite, and the normal bright colours of her gown were just another fish in the ocean.

Suddenly, he sensed a presence that made him beam, like the sun started shining in his smile. His heart pumped faster, knowing that he'd get to see his angel, his love of his life, his wife. He started running through the crowd's, not caring to respond to the angry Weequay men screaming at him. He kept on running, till he found himself hugging his wife from behind.

"Who are yo-'' All Padme could see was a tall figure with his arms wrapped around her. She grabbed her blaster, fearing it was another one of the bounty hunters, the ones that led her here in the first place, until she found herself with her lips on her husband's. She pulled apart, sharing a similar expression with Anakin.

"Let's get you home, alright." Anakin smiled, looking down at his short wife.

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Kiss me

*fluff warning*

Anakin looked down into the eyes of his wife. He loved her, with every fiber in his being he loved her so much and could only view her as perfection. She was beautiful from the tips of her toes to the top of her hair, she was amazing. She was kind, caring, compassionate, but also brave, witty, intelligent all beyond belief. And most of all she loved him, not just in a motherly way, or brotherly, but in a relationship way. Anakin knew he needed it.

He was leaning closer and closer to his wife, waiting until his lips met hers, before realizing something. He looked down at her, before chuckling a bit.

He stopped, and looked down at her lovingly, not in a rude way. Afterall, a man being 6 ft 2 would tend to view someone under 6 ft quite short. Padme looked back at him, with a half frown, with playfulness dazzling in her eyes. Anakin then kissed the top of her head, before chuckling some more.

"You're making fun of me!" The young senator accused, with a fake angry expression on his face.

"No, No. I'm not saying you're short!" He smirked a bit, causing Padme to roll her eyes at her Handsome Jedi Husband.

"Mhm. You aren't saying I'm short" Padme said doubtfully, and pouted.

"Angel you aren't, it's just, you're shorter than-" The senator shot an annoyed look at him, before turning into a huge smile.

"Just shut up and kiss me Ani" She said, leaning into the arms of her handsome Jedi lover. Their lips melted into each other's, with fire burning through their stomach's. The two loved each other with all of their might, and held onto one another until they fell into a peaceful sleep.

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Feeling small

Padme clapped her hands together, she was so excited that it was movie night! She had wanted to watch one of her favourite Holo-Film's of all time "The Data-Pad" *so stupid ik but like all girls get squealy abt the notebook which is VERY overrated tbh* with her Ani, for a long time, and finally they had the chance too.

Anakin walked into the living room, with a bag of Mantell Mix for the two, and two small cups of water. Anakin plopped down on the couch, clashing with the pastel, luxurious aesthetic of the senator's condo.

"What are we watching, love?" Anakin asked, pulling a soft caramel blanket over the two. It was warm out, yes, but there was something so familiar and loving about being comfortable with your lover. It was a nice feeling, something that would never change. It was reliable, a sense of familiarity.

"The data-pad." She responded, with a bit of a smile.

"Oh, I've seen this one a dozen times." He said, secretly excited to watch it again.

"What? When? I've never shown you this one?" Padme questioned, confused.

"This is all we get on the Holo-Film station, the 501st loves it. Fives was bawling hysterically." Anakin chuckled.

"Oh, do you want to watch something else, Ani?" Padme asked, slightly disappointed.

"No no, I'd be glad to watch this with you."

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Padme leaned her head against the general's chest. She was becoming tired, but there was only an hour left in the film. Anakin looked down and kissed her on the forehead, and she smiled back a bit. Anakin puts his arms around her, making Padme feel small. Not in a powerless or depressing manner, but in a comforting, loving way. She leaned her head against Anakin's right arm, letting Anakin play with her stray Brunette curls.

She leaned her head in a position, and kissed anakin.

"I love you Ani."

"I love you Angel"

Another Side Note: I also mentioned Mantell Mix twice, it sounds delicious. I hope one of the Disney Parks makes it or smth! That'd be awesome! Lmk if you'd like Mantell Mix. I would!