Black Butterfly || Anakin Skywalker x Reader

12 - A Crush

Third update of the week. Be careful not to skip any chapters so there's no confusion ❤️

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"The red rose symbolizes romance, beauty, love, and courage. And a single thornless red rose signifies love at first sight."

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The first thing I did when I walked into my apartment last night was grab my laptop and shatter it on the concrete balcony outside. Then I may have stomped on it a few times to ensure it had no chance of ever turning on again. Once it looked irredeemable, I glanced over the railing at the dumpster that was just under me, and dropped it in from my third floor height.

I had also phoned Obi-Wan afterwards and told him everything that happened. Although he was a little annoyed the bugging didn't work and it had to be disposed of so soon - he also agreed that my plans to get Skywalker to trust me could work just as well. Especially considering he wasn't doing much talking in his office anyway.

All in all, Obi-Wan is still happy with my work and is confident in my success.

And now, it was Saturday afternoon and I arrived to work just a few minutes ago. I was standing in the employees break room, removing my small bag from over my shoulder to place it inside of my locker, "Ready for tonight?" Ahsoka appeared next to me, opening her locker and sticking her expensive looking purse inside.

"Yes and no," I sighed, feeling exhausted over the lack of sleep I've been getting lately. My mind is constantly running through ideas and theories, so sleeping is nearly impossible, "I'm excited for the tips, but not excited for how busy it's going to get - Aaron told me Saturday's are the worst," I said, finally opening my locker.

I immediately tuned out everything Ahsoka began to say as my eyes landed on something that I know wasn't in there last night.

I reached inside and pulled out the long stemmed red rose. I noticed all the thorns had been delicately removed, making it safe for me to hold, "He must like you."

I turned my attention to Ahsoka with furrowed brows, "Who?"

She was smiling as her eyes scanned over the beautiful flower in my grasp, "My bother, he doesn't buy just anyone flowers. Well except me if I'm having a bad day." She shrugged as she tied her apron around her waist, "Maybe he has a crush on you."

I couldn't help but laugh, earning me a few raised brows from her, "I doubt that, he likes to give me things instead of apologizing because apparently those words are difficult for him," I gently placed the rose back, not wanting to ruin it in anyway. Roses happen to be my favorite flower and I don't get them very often so I like to cherish them when I do, no matter who they're from, "Besides I'm sure I'm not the only female employee here he gets a little flirty with." He is a man after all, a single one, objectively flirting is in their nature.

"That is true," She leaned her shoulder onto the lockers, her body facing me, "He can be one hell of a flirt, but I've never seen him buy anyone else anything - or talk to them as much as he talks to you." She smirked knowingly, a smirk that was similar to his.

I held in an eye roll so I wouldn't offend her, but I knew better. She was just trying to find her brother a woman to make him happy since I'm getting the feeling a relationship is not something he's ever had - probably from being too busy with his extracurricular activities as a criminal.