Anakin Skywalker x Reader One Shots & Series

Our Sweet Space Christmas [CHRISTMAS SPECIAL]

[Anakin Skywalker x Fem!Reader]

Summary: These are your first shared holidays with Anakin since you both moved in together in your cozy apartment in Coruscant. No one knows about the two of you, and you want this day to be special for both of you.
Although... Wait. No one knows? Perhaps you have a surprise for Anakin today?

Warnings: Warnings? What warnings? Just fluff, fluff, warmth, and more fluff!

Word Count: 5,2k

"Open! Come in!" you called out upon hearing chaotic knocking on the door, but there was no response.

"I said it's open! I have my hands full of eggs and flour, and I can't move from here!" you shouted again, but instead of a reply, you only heard even more chaotic sounds coming from behind the door.

"Darn!" you muttered under your breath as you decided to shake off your hands over the sink and headed towards the door in your stained apron.

You opened it with your elbow, not wanting to mess anything around you, and almost immediately jumped back against the wall seeing what was pushing through the already open door.

"Anakin! Good heavens! Where did you get this? From Endor?!" you asked in shock, seeing Anakin entering the house carrying a massive, barely fitting through the doorway, Christmas tree.

"Not exactly... Hold the door... Uh, please?" Anakin said with a strained voice, trying to squeeze entirely inside.

"I don't have a choice... Hey, watch out for R2!" you yelled, seeing the oblivious droid rolling toward Anakin, almost impaling itself on the protruding trunk of the Christmas tree.

"R2, back off!" commanded Anakin, and you chuckled hearing the surprised beeping of the droid as you closed the door behind both of you. Anakin set the Christmas tree against the wall, wiped the sweat off his forehead with his sleeve, looking proudly at his 'prize' as if he had found and dug it up himself.

"Jesus, what took you so long? I almost baked everything." you crossed your arms, looking at your beloved with a smile breaking through your artificially judging tone.

"I was negotiating!" Anakin shrugged with a smile, to which you nodded.

"I hope those weren't aggressive negotiations..." you playfully tapped Anakin on the shoulder, leaving a bit of flour on his dark robes.

"Not this time... But admit it, it's great, isn't it? Definitely the best one they had." he added with a proud smile on his face.

"Of course, but Ani... It was supposed to be a small, modest tree! When we stand it upright, it won't fit under the ceiling." Anakin looked at you for a moment, and although your words said otherwise, he saw that you really liked the tree.

"Everything will fit everywhere if you treat it right." Anakin shrugged, and you playfully tapped his shoulder a few times before a laughter attack caught both of you.

"Stop! You'll get me all dirty!" he laughed when you tried to tickle him, but you quickly backed off when you remembered about the oven still on behind you.

"You're the one who'll get dirty in a moment." you smiled, to which he raised an eyebrow as if he didn't know what you were talking about.

"In an apron or without an apron?" you walked a few steps to the hanger to take off the black apron and held it out towards Anakin.

"Oh no."

"Oh yes."

"But you know I'm completely useless at..."

"You can do it, brave boy, you can do anything! And now, come here." Anakin sighed and raised his hands in a gesture of surrender as he slowly joined you in the kitchen.