Ewan McGregor imagines and one-shots

One-Shot #13 (Ewan McGregor)

Ewan and Hayden came out from the interview room with large smiles on their faces. I was standing off to the side, and I couldn't have been more happy for the two of them. It was obvious that the new Star Wars show, Obi-Wan Kenobi, had been a massive hit with fans, especially to the ones who adored the prequels growing up.

Hayden was also finally getting the redemption he deserved after years of criticism from the fans who didn't believe he was the right choice for Anakin Skywalker, and it warmed my heart to see him so relaxed.

When they didn't see me at first, I waited for a moment, and then I asked, "Are you keeping an eye on Anakin, Master Kenobi?"

Ewan and Hayden turned around and glanced at me. At the same time, they both said, "Yes."

I burst out in laughter and was literally holding my stomach by the time I controlled myself. "You guys really are brothers," I commented, wiping an errant tear away.

"That's what happens when you work together for almost three years," Hayden smirked. "I know his every move."

Ewan raised an eyebrow and looked at him. "I doubt that," he said with a playful tone. "You're still my apprentice, remember?"

He rolled his eyes. "It's kind of hard to forget when you tell me every five minutes."

I covered my mouth to stifle a giggle, but Hayden heard and pretended to be angry. "You think that's funny?" he asked, giving me the signature Anakin glare. 

Even though I knew he was kidding, I still felt intimidated by his menacing presence, and I couldn't help but shake my head rapidly so that he wouldn't get any closer. "No, no," I waved him off. "I would never do that."

Hayden looked me over, then backed off and said, "I'm watching you, princess."

I bit my lip and nodded. 

"Princess" was a friendly nickname that Hayden had given me when we had first met because of my apparent "gracefulness" and "precision" that he saw whenever I walked, so it had stuck with the two of us ever since.

"Don't go stealing my girl," Ewan chimed in, playing along and standing in front of me. "Have you forgotten what I did to you on Mustafar?"

"No," Hayden growled. "It's the whole reason I'm stalking you in the first place."

They looked at each other with fake glares, but the tension eventually broke when someone nearby called, "Kick his ass, Vader!"

All of us broke at the same time, and the large room echoed in laughter. I came out from behind Ewan and said, "Wow. That was intense."

Hayden chuckled. "It seems I have support, Kenobi. You do not."

"I do, actually," he replied back, wrapping an arm around my waist. "It's her."

Ewan kissed the top of my head, causing me to blush wildly and look away from Hayden. He always knew how to make me shy, even when we were alone. His charming nature was more than I could handle sometimes, but that was alright. 

I wouldn't want it any other way.