Imagine this is the modern world where the Siths are a criminal organization and the Jedis are a group of diplomats that zeal for the peace. Somehow you, an anonymous being who has nothing to do with neither parts, end up involved in it...
Warnings: based on Little Mix's "They Just Don't Know You".
Warnings 2: drama, explicit smut, violence, adult language. Not recommended for minors or people who have some sensibility with these themes.
Warnings 3: Y/C = your choice. Y/c= your (college) course.
Recommendations: Rihanna's "Rehab"; "Don't Blame Me, "I Did Something Bad" by Taylor Swift if you want to feel the drama. Also "Get Up And Fight" by Muse.
***
You are graduating at the University of Y/C after five years of long emotional distress for studying Y/c. You cannot believe you even managed to go this far after countless nights spent weeping because you considered giving it up. A recollection of this particular moment comes to surface as you think about it.
Anakin, your childhood best friend, came with his sister Ahsoka to visit you. It was Friday night and they wanted to drag you to this party at the upper side of the region Y/C.
Seeing you didn't respond his messages, he was growing concerned about you for usually your answers never took more than five seconds. He told Ahsoka he'd break through your household if necessary.
So here they were. Ahsoka had a crush on your brother—with whom you shared a house—- since they were the same age and had similar tastes for everything, so she was distracted by his attention all the while Anakin went upstairs. He was dismayed to find you crying over your computer. And you were startled to find him there.
"What's wrong, Y/Nickname?"
"What are you doing here, Ani?"
You both said it at the same time. Anakin then came to embrace you and you found how comfortable was his embrace, his scent so familiar to you, his muscles well build. You instantly stopped sobbing.
"I was worried about you. You didn't answer me for a whole day."
"Imprudent as always, right?" You chuckled, but you liked how reckless he was with you. He was always breaking the rules of his diplomatic studies for you. And he knew how well you appreciated it. Obi-Wan, his mentor, would say you two have an inexplicable bond. "I was just overwhelmed with this uni. I feel like giving up."
"Don't give up, Y/nickname. You are the brightest of the human beings I've known." He smiled when you chuckled and he placed a loose lock behind your ear. "I mean it. I truly do."
You threw your arms around his neck. You've never felt so attached to someone as him and Anakin knew it, because he felt it too. But he was afraid to risk your friendship, unsure in fact about the depths of your fondness to him—even if Ahsoka often told him that you loved him, he was just too dumb to see.
"Thank you, Ani. I don't know who I would be without you."
He held you tight and he swore to have sensed you swooning in his arms.
"Don't be silly. You'd still be the great person you are now."
"You are flattering me, but I am thankful nonetheless."
YOU ARE READING
Imagine Anakin's Alternative Versions...
FanfictionHere you are the character behind the stories of every version possible where Anakin ends up happy...whether as "himself", whether as Vader. Enjoy!