The Endearment of a Twin-flame || Anakin Skywalker x Reader

8 - I'm Not Him

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"Hey," A familiar voice pulled me from my slumber, and I felt my shoulder being shook gently. I opened my tired eyes to be met with the image of Anakin's older brother, Obi-Wan, "Come on, let's get you up." He whispered as he held his hand out to me and I accepted it in my half-asleep state. The warm blanket I was under fell off of me as I stood up, nearly stumbling over my own feet.

My eyes were heavy and I felt like I was a little dizzy - mainly because he just woke me up from a dead sleep, "What time is it?" I asked in a yawn as I rubbed my tired eyes.

"Just past eleven," He responded with a soft smile, "I was meant to be home a little earlier, but things got out of hand at work. So I apologize, but I'll drive you home." He offered kindly.

I nodded, "Thank you that would be great - wait where's-" I looked around the living room until my gaze landed on exactly who I was looking for. Anakin was curled up in a blanket on the floor right next to where I was previously laying. He looked so peaceful as the flames from the fireplace lit up parts of his sleeping features - waking him up to take me home would be a crime. So I bent down and grabbed the hem of the blanket, and pulled it over to cover him more, "I'll see you later blondie." I whispered before standing up and facing his brother who was eyeing me curiously.

"Blondie?" He questioned with a raised brow.

I chuckled with a nod, "Yeah it's what I called him when we met since I didn't know his name."

He hummed curiously with a head tilt, "Hm I don't believe I've heard the story."

"Well he was purposely failing to acknowledge my presence when I was yelling at him to listen to the rules of my workplace, and blondie just kinda slipped out." I shrugged, "It got his attention though." I smiled at the memory. I remember being so irritated at the time - but looking back now, I actually find it funny, especially now that I know the kind of person he is. Teasing is just a part of his annoyingly charming personality.

Obi-Wan smirked as he glanced down at his little brother, "Yup, that sounds like him alright - interesting to see that you became friends," He spoke the word slowly, "With someone as difficult as him."

"He's fun, he makes a lot of the horrible things in my life seem not so bad," I blurted out without thinking. I froze in embarrassment with wide eyes for revealing personal feelings like that to someone I hardly knew, "I'm sorry, I don't know why I just-"

He held his hand up to stop me with a reassuring smile, "Don't worry, I'm used to people pouring their thoughts out to me - it's what I do for a living anyway." He shrugged before waving for me to follow him out of the front door.

"What do you do?" I asked curiously while I followed in his steps. He grabbed his keys from the small table next to the door.

He opened the door for me and I nodded a thank you as I walked past, "I'm a psychologist, I own my own private practice. With a few working under me as well in the building I own." He spoke with great pride and I found myself feeling impressed - it certainly explains all the money he has.

"Wow, that's impressive for someone as young as you." I praised him as he opened the car door for me, and I thanked him again.

He smiled down at me before closing the door and speaking to me through the open window, "I had two kids to take care of, I did my best to get to the top as quickly as I could so I could give them everything they need when they needed it."