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

28 - Disgraceful Conversation

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(Y/n)'s POV
After telling Anakin about the interaction Josie and I had with Andres and his friend, he was silent. His brows were furrowed, his forehead was creased, and his crystal eyes were gazing past me like I wasn't there. The only sounds that preluded my ears were the small amount of cars that would pass by. Each time I saw a pair of headlights, I would check the model, and pray it wasn't them.

Luckily it never was.

I called Anakin's name multiple times, but he never once looked at me or gave me any indication that he was listening to me. He was too lost inside of his mind as he thought over everything I told him.

For the life of me, I couldn't tell how he was feeling. Wether he was scared, like me, or calm, or anxious, or angry — his silence was impossible to read.

But I had a question that I desperately needed him to answer, "Ani," I gently pushed his shoulder for the third time and his eyes finally snapped to mine, "Should I be worried?" I asked in a nervous tone. My voice almost cracking from how scared this situation made me.

I wasn't scared for me, I was scared for him. I don't know how I would be able to cope if they did anything to him.

After a few seconds, he gently grabbed my hands and brought one of them up so he could kiss the back of it, "No," He shook his head, "Andres doesn't mess with those who leave him and his little friends alone. Creating unnecessary drama is not their forte - it draws too much unwanted attention." He squeezed my hands as he attempted to soothe my nerves, "He probably got nervous when he saw me getting close with the daughter of a cop. But as long as he knows I've been keeping my mouth shut — he shouldn't bother us again."

"Shouldn't?" I echoed with a raised brow, exhaling a nervous breath, "Meaning it's still possible."

"Won't," He corrected with confidence. His hold on my hands tightened as he pulled them to his chest so I could feel his calm heart beat, "I'm not worried, so you have no reason to be worried either. I'm not talking or even attempting to rat on him, so he has no reason to bother you or me again." He let go of my hands and pulled me into a secure hug. I laid my head onto his chest as he wrapped his arms around me, "I'm so sorry you and Josie had to go through that, I can only imagine how scared you must've been," He kissed the top of my head as he sighed. A sigh that measured high with guilt, "I'll understand if you don't want to see me anymore."

I pushed myself away from his hold and shot him a confused glare, "Why would you think I don't want to be with you anymore?"

He slowly dropped his gaze to the floor with a shameful expression, "Gangs are a serious matter (y/n), not to mention they're dangerous," He explained, "And I know none of this is what you signed up for when you decided to be with me—"

I cut him off when I closed the distance between us and pressed my lips to his while cupping his face. I didn't even care about the dust or dirt or whatever the hell he has on his face. I just wanted to show him that it takes a lot more than a few run ins with some gang members to scare me away.

I am a cops daughter after-all, and I'm a lot tougher than I look.

He kissed me back almost instantly and ran his hands through my hair, and it didn't take long for the moment to get heated. But since we were out in the open, we had to display some sort of self-control. So, much to my reluctance, I ended the kiss, but our faces remained close together.