The Chosen One(s) | Anakin Skywalker x Reader

Chapter 16 - A Message From an Obi-Wan Kenobi

I was brushing out my curls before bed in the spare room that the Lars family had generously provided when I felt his presence outside my door followed by a quiet knocking.

"Ani?" I answered, whispering softly as not to wake his newfound step-family.

"Are you alright?" I asked as he walked into the room with a nervous look about him. He sat down at the foot of my bed staring at the ground with the palms of his hand running down his thighs anxiously.

When he didn't answer, I realized how insensitive my question had been. "Sorry," I apologized, feeling mortified. "Of course you're not alright. That was a stupid question. I just meant... what brings you to my room at this hour?"

Earlier I had tried to insist on him having the spare room and me taking the pull-out couch, but he wouldn't allow for it. Maybe he was coming to change his mind?

"I wanted to say thank you." He spoke, finally meeting my gaze. "You saved me from becoming..." he trailed off with a wince, unable to finish the thought. "If I had killed all of them, if I'd let that rage consume me, I don't know if I could have come back from it."

My eyelashes fluttered. "Anakin, I—Always." I promised him. I don't know when or how, but I had this thought then that if he needed me I would always be there for him, to protect him from darkness. I knew it like I knew the sky was blue or that the grass was green.

"I know." Anakin smiled gently, grasping my hand in his. "I want you to know, I want to always be there for you too.

"... I want to always be with you." He added, just a note above a whisper, brushing his thumb against the skin of my wrist.

"You are my light side, Y/N." he spoke more audibly, his speech becoming more confident as he confessed his feelings. His grip on my hand became more firm. "You are my guidance in the Force. You sooth me, ground me, bring me back to the light when I'm surrounded by darkness. You're like my guardian Angel."

I gasped softly at his words, my brain running a million miles per hour as I attempted to analyze where he was going with this. What was he saying?

He gulped. "But I hope you know that when my mother— " he choked on the word "when she asked you to take care of me, I hope you know you aren't obligated to do that, that I don't expect that of you."

I heard the pulse of my heart in my eardrum at his confession. "Anakin, I told you that I always want to be there for you. I meant it. I want to be your bright star that allows you to see through the darkest of space, someone that brings you home."

" Y/N," he gazed into my eyes solemnly. "I think— I think that I'm falling in lo—"

Before he could finish the sentence, I retreated immediately, yanking my hand away. "Don't say it." I warned him, stepping back to put some much too necessary distance between us.

He stared at me with hurt in his eyes. Those damned beautiful ocean blue eyes that made want to kneel at his side and listen to every word he had to said. But I couldn't.

"Anakin, we can't." I reminded him, trying to sound stern, to be strong for the both of us.

He stood up and erased the distance I had tried to create. "Even if I don't say it out loud, we both know the truth. It doesn't make it any less real."

I shook my head as a tear drop threatened to escape my eye. "We would be living a lie."

"It won't be a lie when it's the truth." He pleaded, reaching out for me once more but I rejected his touch once again.

"It doesn't matter what the truth is, because it can't happen." I told him.

"Who is living the lie now?" He questioned me, his words cutting into me like broken glass and threatening my resolve. "It's already happened."