❐❝mad Love ❙ ❨anakin Skywalker/Darth Vader❩

chapter seventeen

Anakin squeezed his glass, frowning, his gaze fixed only on two people.

"Anakin, will you eat your meat?" Ahsoka asks him.

Anakin doesn't answer her, his eyes are fixed on Theos and Freya. Why did they have to get so close to talk?

"Anakin," Ahsoka urged again, and with no response, she took the food from Anakin's plate and put it on her own.

Why Freya if she allowed him to touch her? Anakin only had that privilege.

The glass in Anakin's hand exploded into thousands of small pieces, Ahsoka next to him flinched, but apparently only she noticed, besides Silas.

Silas looked at him and sneered with a laugh.

"What's up jedi, is it hard to stay calm?"

Anakin gave Silas a look that almost made him wet himself. And he didn't know if it was because of fear or because of how attractive he looked.

"Don't worry, jedi, there is nothing between them"

Anakin snorts an unfunny laugh, taking another drink.

"Why are she letting he touch her? I thought she didn't like physical contact"

"She tolerates contact," Silas clarified, "plus Theo is an empath."

"A what?"

"means that he has control over your emotions, that's what he does when he's with her, he controls her emotions so physical contact isn't unpleasant for her."

Anakin can't help but get angrier.

"He's manipulating her?" he asks between his teeth.

"No, she allows it, so he gradually controls her dislike for physical contact, it's something psychological I think"

Anakin visibly relaxes, Ahsoka next to him eating his food suddenly interested in the relationship between his master and Freya.

"If you want to take a step, do it before it's too late," advises Silas.

"Skywalker" Freya approached.

Anakin was standing a little way from the meeting, his sword leaning against the wall.

"You're being a killjoy, why aren't you there?"

"I'm not a killjoy," Anakin complained, "I just needed to think."

Freya stood next to him and also leaned back.

"I had a memory"

Anakin looked at her closely, "From your past?"

"It was a thought more than anything," Freya gave him a sidelong glance, before sighing, "I feel when I first met you, I think you were like that, I had a different image of you."

"A mean and scary?" Anakin asked.

"Yeah"

"Well, you were mean and scary, you almost knocked out a pastry chef's arm. You still are."

"Who me?" Freya pointed to herself with a smile.

"Yes, you are the most terrifying person in the galaxy" Anakin bumped her shoulder with Freya's, looking into her eyes, "you have me shaking"

"Then why are you still here if I'm so scary?" Freya asked quietly.

Anakin took a strand of Freya's hair and stroked it for a second before tucking it behind her ear.

"Because I can be really scary too, so we could both be scary together."

Freya laughs, "conquer planets and create a reputation for everyone to fear us?"

"Aha, that's what I thought" Anakin played along.

Freya brushed her finger across Anakin's nose, she was surprised by the contact.

"You're still not that bad, you still have a good heart," Freya told her, "that's good, keep your humanity as much as you can."

Anakin smiled, they always kept smiling while in each other's presence.

"It's a nice garden, I didn't think you could do it on Mustafar"

"Oh, Ani, it's not real"

Anakin looked at her confused, and then Freya with a movement of her hand made part of the garden disappear, only a dirty basement remained.