Probably full of kinks I haven't noticed, subtle or not.
Constantly being re-written and a hot mess of a fanfic
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Note, I got inspiration from this but cant find who made it, I don't take credit for the scenario at all and it is the work of the original artist.
Padme's POV
"Oh my force he is so clearly the bad guy, why can't you see it!" Ahsoka exclaimed
"No! Do not going into a room alone with him at night, I swear these people are stupid!" I said angrily at the screen. Me, Anakin, and Ahsoka had all had the night off and had decided to spend it together and watch a movie. We had long since fell of the couch and were sitting on the floor wrapped in my blanket and wearing our pj's (or what ever they had that they deemed was comfortable enough in Anakin and Ahsoka's case). While me and Ahsoka were both transfixed by the movie Anakin either was not or was to tired to watch because he had fallen asleep and was now lying down on the floor with his head resting in my lap, I loved it but I kept accidentally griping his hair or his hands when the scary parts came and each time I had to look down to make sure I didn't wake my sleeping god up. "Ughhhhh, the drama!"
"How is he sleeping through this?" Ahsoka asked incredulously
"I have no clue." I sighed and played with his sun-kissed hair. I ran my fingers through it in an unconscious attempt to smooth his messy bed-hair, I might have started to braid it at some point to but I don't know because I wasn't paying attention. I watched the screen utterly transfixed, then
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Jump scare! I was so scared that I had to take a moment to remind myself it wasn't real, but I knew it was bad because even Ahsoka (the Jedi) looked disgruntled at the least, I felt Anakin shift
"Mhm, 'ou kay?" (You okay) he mumbled,
"Yeah, just a jump scare." I said breathlessly, I instantly felt guilty as I realised he had woke up because of my distress. I gently lowered his head down back onto my lap and began running my hand through his hair again in just the way he liked, I knew it worked because I felt him relax and fall asleep again, although he had moved into a more protective sleeping position. Oh Ani...
