Black Butterfly || Anakin Skywalker x Reader

45 - Alive •

Song above was the inspiration for not only this scene, but this book ❤️

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"Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life."

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"Wait," Anakin stopped what he was doing just as I had drifted my hands down to his pants so I could undo them. He backed away from my neck and looked into my eyes while caressing my cheek with the back of his hand, "We shouldn't be doing this, I told you my life is messy and it's about to get a lot more messy. I don't want you to get hurt because of it."

I grabbed the wrist of the hand that was stroking my cheek, and I brought it to my lips so I could kiss the back of it, "I don't care Anakin," I assured him, dropping his hand down and running my fingers through his damp hair, "I want you. I love you."

I said once before that the moment I gave myself fully to him will be the moment that my decision is made.

I'm hoping that by the end of all of this I can save both him and my career, but if I end up having to choose, I would choose him in a heartbeat. And that doesn't mean that my career doesn't mean anything to me, it does, but now I'm starting to realize that there's more to life than a career.

Ever since I was young, my mother pushed the idea that a successful career means a successful life. But never has my career made me as happy as Anakin does, just being with him was enough to wash away all of the negative feelings inside. And now I'm starting to worry that I spent so much time focusing on advancing a career, that I haven't really lived and enjoyed life as much as I could be.

And Anakin, he makes me feel so alive.

He blinked away what looked to be more tears trying to break free, "You're so stubborn," He breathed a chuckle as he pressed our foreheads together, "Is there anything I can say to get you to listen and stay away from me - a dangerous man?"

I slowly shook my head, "No, you'll have to get a restraining order." I shrugged.

He laughed, and it was beautiful, he was beautiful, "God, I love you."

"Then let me in," I leaned forward and pressed a peck on his lips that he reciprocated. He breathed out a sigh when it ended and his eyes were closed with his brows furrowed, like he was fighting his internal struggles, "Now that I have you and got to see just how beautiful of a person you really are, I don't want to live without you."

He slowly opened his eyes and locked them with mine, "You think I'm a beautiful person?"

"I know you are." I said with confidence.

I'm not jumping to any conclusions right now when it comes to Rex and his body hiding expertise. I don't know Rex's story, he could've been doing this for years for more than one person, not just for Anakin. But maybe for Sheev, and that's how Anakin knew to call him — that's my hopeful theory at least.

He cupped my face and it gave me butterflies, it's a small gesture, but it has always been my favorite, "Even if I told you that the reason I didn't bat an eye is because I've killed before too." He whispered as a tear finally broke free and fell down his cheek, "Not that I wanted to—I swear I didn't, I just didn't have any other choice." His voice cracked and I could tell that whatever memory he's reliving, was devastating for him, and it's something I can relate to.