"(Y/N) get back here!"
clamping a hand over your mouth to muffle your giggles, you ran through the halls of the Resolute, hiding from your pursuer.
"Cyare where are you?" Cody yelled. "You realize you can't keep stealing my sweatshirts right? I'll just take it back."
You and Cody have been dating for about 5 months, and yet you still hadn't worn his sweatshirt. Seeing as this is an injustice that must be rectified, you took matters into your own hands and stole his favorite sweatshirt, an orange 112th sweatshirt. which led you to the present conundrum.
"Got you!" "Ah!" you let out a yelp as Cody grabbed you from behind. Wrapping one arm around your waist and the other one under your knees, he hoisted you into his arms and booked it back to his apartment. As he reached your shared apartment (courtesy of Obi-Wan, who might've set you two up,) he unlocked the door and ran inside to your bedroom
"Wait wait Cody put me down. I'm sorry I took your sweatshirt!" You screeched, and he tossed you on the bed.
He just grinned at you, and joined you on the bed. Thinking that everything was okay, you wrapped your arms around him tightly and grinned up at him. Cody grinned back, but you only saw the mischievous glint in his eyes a second before he started tickling you.
"C-Cody stop! I said I'm sorry!" you said, trying to squirm away from him.
"That's what you get for taking my sweatshirt!" He said, also laughing at your attempts to squirm out of his arms.
After a good minute of tickling, Cody stopped his attack, and the both of you were gasping for breath, trying to recover from the tickle fight.
Finally, you glanced over at Cody, who was clutching the sweatshirt you stole. Rallying your courage, you dared to ask, "Do you really not want me to wear your sweatshirt?" Cody turned towards you, a confused look danced across his handsome features. "What?" you looked down at the floor, you were getting worried that you had got too far and upset him. "I didn't mean to be pushy, I just thought, you know, that if I wore one of your sweatshirts, it would seem like I had a piece of you with me, even if we are on separate missions." You eyes still glued to the floor, you missed the hurt that shone on Cody's face. It pained him that you two had to be separated for missions, and often with no guarantee of survival. He knew you well enough to know that as a medic to the 112th, one of your worse fears was seeing him injured.
"Lift up your arms and close your eyes."
You suddenly looked him in the eyes, your eyebrows furrowing in confusion.
Cody gave you a soft smile. "Just trust me. close your eyes, Cyare."
Still confused, you did as he said and closed your eyes. You felt fabric brush against your face as Cody pulled something over your arms and torso. "Okay, open up." He said softly.
You opened your eyes and looked down to see Cody's favorite sweatshirt, hanging limply on your small frame. you glanced up at him, bewildered. "You really don't mind?" Cody shook his head, smiling kindly at you. "Not at all, I'm glad you have something to remind you of me during missions." You smiled, broadly and without restrained. "Well," you said "How does it look?"
Cody just brushed a few stray hairs out of your face, then gave you a kiss on the forehead. "Incredible," he said. "You are somehow even more perfect than before." Blushing wildly, you leaned in and gave him a kiss on the cheek, and wondered how you got such a perfect boyfriend.
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Star Wars: The Clone Wars Oneshots and Imagines (Reader Inserts)
Fanfiction(I do not own any of the characters, concepts, photos, or pictures.) Salutations! This is my first attempt at a reader insert, so I apologize in advance for the quality (or lack thereof). Most of the things I write will be from Star Wars: The Clone...
