Ewan McGregor imagines and one-shots

One-Shot #9 (Obi-Wan Kenobi)

I dried off my wet hair from the pouring rain outside, and Obi-Wan was sitting a few feet away, deep in thought. Something was going on between us that I could not, or would not, explain. 

We had been outside for a meeting that I was supposed to attend with my mother, but it had suddenly changed into a large argument that became dangerous very quick. One of the princes had tried to hurt me to make a point, but Obi-Wan had stood guard and pushed me behind him protectively. 

I was used to him doing things like that because he was my bodyguard, but that had felt different. His anger was more on display than I had ever seen from him, which made me feel weird. Jedi were not supposed to show their emotions, for it was a path to becoming evil.

Obi-Wan, however, seemed to have forgotten in that moment. He didn't move away from me until he knew it was safe, and it had started to rain shortly after that. His cloak had been over us to keep them dry, but it was his strong arm around my waist that stunned me the most. 

He had never touched me unless he thought it was okay, but that wasn't the case while we ran back inside to the castle for cover. The rest of the time we were walking back to my quarters were spent in silence.

I was snapped out of my reminiscence when I heard Obi-Wan say, "I'm sorry for what I did."

I looked over at him, confused. "Sorry about what?" I asked.

"Forgive me," he sheepishly shrugged. "Your thoughts were loud, and I couldn't help but read them."

I sighed. "Don't worry about it, Obi-Wan. I need to learn to quiet down my brain anyways."

He smiled a bit, but it faded as he said, "I wanted to apologize for my actions earlier. They were unprofessional, and I feel bad for acting so out of place."

I raised my brows. "You were protecting me. Why would you be apologizing for that?"

"I'm talking about when I was leading you inside," Obi-Wan responded instead.

"Oh," I said. "I assure you, that was nothing."

He stood up and walked over to me, putting about two feet between us. "Are you sure that's how you really feel?" he asked softly.

He can read your mind, you moron! a voice screamed inside my head. Did you honestly think that you could hide your feelings from him?

I took a deep breath and replied, "No, it's not."

"Then tell me what it is," Obi-Wan pressed ever so slightly. "I want to make this right."

How was I supposed to tell him that he had had my affections since the first day we met? Jedi were not allowed to have attachments. In fact, it was strictly forbidden for them to do such a thing, and you could be expelled for it.

But he was going to figure it out either way, so I brushed off my fears and said, "In all honesty, my feelings have betrayed me. There is something about you that catches me so off guard that I am not able to function properly when you're around."

Obi-Wan tilted his head to the side and looked at me inquisitively. "In what way do I catch you off guard?"

I blushed and glanced away shyly. "It's something that the Jedi must not discuss," I replied.

I didn't see his reaction, but I could hear the shock in his voice as he asked, "Are you saying that you have feelings for me?"

Refusing to meet Obi-Wan's eyes, I nodded and said, "It's ridiculous, I know."

But just as I turned to walk away, he put his knuckles under my chin and gently guided me back to look at him. His eyes were unbelievably kind when he responded, "It is not ridiculous, milady. Affectionate feelings are nothing to be ashamed of."

"But how would you know?" I argued. "You've never had feelings for anyone. That's a crime in the Jedi Order."

Obi-Wan smiled. "Actually, I have had feelings for someone before."

I furrowed my brows. "Who?" 

"She's standing right in front of me," he replied, laying a hand on my shoulder.

My mouth dropped open, and my eyes widened immensely. "M-me?" I stammered. "How could it be me?"

Chuckling, Obi-Wan said, "I don't think you realize how wonderful of a person you are."

"I was raised to be humble," I responded. "But I also don't feel like I could ever be worthy of your..." The word "love" almost slipped out, but I stopped myself before it could happen.

"Worthy of what?"

I swallowed deeply. "Your love," I whispered in an almost non-audible way.

He smiled softly and brushed my damp hair back. "You don't have to be worthy, milady," Obi-Wan said. "All I want is for you to feel the same way as I do."

I was too shocked to say anything out loud, but he could read my mind in seconds, so I replied inwardly, You have no idea how much I care for you, Obi-Wan.

I knew he had gotten my message when he leaned forward and pressed a kiss on my forehead. Chills ran through my body like sparks of electricity at the feel of his lips on my skin, but the feeling was gone as soon as he pulled away.

"I love you, my darling," Obi-Wan whispered. "And I will spend the rest of my protecting you from harm."

My eyes filled with tears at his loyal statement, and I barely choked out, "I love you too, Obi."

He wrapped his arms around my waist and hugged me tightly, resting his bearded chin on the top of my head. I laid my face on his strong chest and reveled in the feeling of him, remembering his touch with every fiber of my being.

A princess and a Jedi, they'd never see it coming.