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

32 - The Suspected Traitor

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(Y/n)'s POV
Anakin arrived at my house, parking his bike and shutting off the engine. "I've got to work for a few hours," he said, "I promised Rex I'd finish this Chevy by the end of the day." He gently removed my helmet and planted a soft kiss on the tip of my nose, making my heart skip a beat. "But don't worry, Piett and I will swing by at six to take you and Josie to the festival," he added as he stowed the helmet away.

I intertwined my fingers with his, pulling him a bit closer. "Are you really sure you have to work?" I asked, gazing up into his sparkling eyes with a hint of sadness. "I really don't want you to go."

He smiled warmly, squeezing my hand tighter while his other hand caressed my cheek, his thumb softly brushing against my skin. "I don't want to go either, but I promise tonight will be unforgettable. We'll dance, sneak kisses on the Ferris wheel, enjoy a few beers if you're up for it, play some games, and I'll treat you to all the food you can eat."

I couldn't help but smile back, already buzzing with excitement for the evening ahead. I had been looking forward to attending one of these festivals, and the thought of experiencing it with him felt incredible. I just knew it was going to be one of the best nights ever.

"But you have to let me buy you something tonight," I insisted. "You can't always be the one footing the bill." I felt a twinge of guilt for him covering my breakfast, which hadn't been cheap at all.

He quickly shook his head, "No way, my mom always taught me that a gentleman never lets a woman pay."

That's really sweet; she sounds like a wonderful person, and it makes me a bit sad that I never had the chance to meet her. "Not even for a small popcorn or a corn dog?" I raised an eyebrow, but he shook his head once more.

"Alright, gorgeous, I have to head out, but I promise I'll be back for you soon," He gently released my hand, cupping my cheeks before leaning in for a slow kiss.

My heart raced the moment our lips met, moving together in a tender kiss. Honestly, the word love doesn't even begin to capture what I feel for him.

After what felt like an eternity, he pulled away, taking a deep breath to regain his breath, and I did the same. "I love you (y/n)," he said softly, tracing my jawline with his finger.

I looked into his eyes, filled with unwavering affection, "I love you too."

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Anakin's POV
Fueled by anger, I flung the garage door open and stormed inside, zeroing in on the suspected traitor.

Maul was in the corner, completely absorbed in his sandwich and doodling on a piece of paper, seemingly unfazed by my dramatic entrance. The others present—Savage, Fives, and Echo—jumped at the sound of the door slamming against the wall, their expressions shifting to puzzled looks as they turned to face me.

"I'm going to kill you," I growled, swatting the sandwich from Maul's hand, finally drawing his attention with a mix of disbelief and irritation.

He glanced down at the mess on the floor, then back at me, "First off, you owe me breakfast now, and second, what did I do this time?"