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Anakin's POV
The moment my girlfriend swung open the door, I felt my jaw nearly hit the floor—she was absolutely stunning.
A playful smirk danced across her lips as my gaze roamed over her figure, taking in the outfit that was different from her usual style, yet it clung to her in all the right ways. Honestly, she could wear a dress made of twigs, and I would still consider her the most beautiful girl in existence.
"Do you like it?" she questioned, her eyes sparkling as they met mine.
"That's an understatement," I replied, reaching out to grasp her hand, pulling her closer until her body pressed against mine. "You look breathtaking, babe." The best part was that we matched, which explained her earlier question about what color I intended to wear tonight. Initially, I found it odd and casually mentioned red, but then I went out and bought a red shirt to honor my word. I had a hunch that her question was more than just casual curiosity.
Her smile broadened as I gently cupped her soft cheek with my free hand, my heart racing faster with every second I was lost in her gaze. "I knew you'd like it," she said, rising onto her toes to press her lips against mine. The thrill that coursed through me with each kiss was indescribable—euphoric was the only word that came close.
As I savored the moment, the sound of a throat clearing pulled us apart sooner than I wished. "Hey there," Piett waved, drawing our attention. "I'm still here; now where's my Princess?"
"Princess?" Josie emerged, her outfit echoing (y/n)'s but with subtle differences in color and shorts instead of jeans. "I am a Queen." She stood proudly before Piett, her smile radiant.
"My apologies, your highness," he said, taking her hand and kissing the back of it before bowing dramatically, which made her giggle. "Are you in search of a King, gorgeous?"
She shrugged playfully, a mischievous grin on her face. "Not every Queen needs a King to rule, but I could settle for a jester."
He let out a soft laugh as he clasped her hand, drawing her in for a kiss. That was my signal to divert my gaze and plant a gentle kiss on my girls cheek. "Are you ready to head out?"
Her face lit up with a radiant smile, excitement dancing in her eyes. "Absolutely, I want us to ride the Ferris wheel and take a picture," she exclaimed, lifting something from her side. It took me a moment to realize she had been holding a camera. She glanced down at it, her fingers fidgeting nervously. "It belongs to my dad, but he said I could use it tonight, unless you'd rather not—"
"Of course I'd love to," I replied, taking the camera from her with a reassuring smile. Her eyes sparkled with joy, and my thoughts drifted to Clovis. She always seemed hesitant to ask me for even the simplest things, and I couldn't help but blame him for her shyness. That idiot should have cherished her more. But his loss was my fortune—that is, if she didn't decide to leave me after tonight. "Come on, let's take one now." I leaned in and kissed her cheek while aiming the camera at us, capturing the moment.
"Can you take one of us too?" Piett piped up as I lowered the camera.
"No," I replied, shaking my head. "Your ugly face will break it—"
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The Endearment of a Twin-flame || Anakin Skywalker x Reader
Romantizm(Anakin x Reader AU) Recently heartbroken; you are just a young 17 year old girl that believed you had your entire life figured out, until your future becomes blurred and everything you worked for seems like it was for nothing; leaving you heartbrok...
