Ewan McGregor imagines and one-shots

Imagine #69 (Ewan McGregor)

I was staring out the living room window of our home, watching the world go by. People were walking along the sidewalk, and cars were slowly driving down the road, giving an air of peacefulness. The sky was blue, and there were puffy white clouds that resembled marshmallows.

I took a deep breath, held it in for a moment, then released it with a small smile.

Suddenly, though, a strong pair of arms wrapped around my waist, and my smile grew as I heard Ewan's familiar voice ask, "Guess who?"

I rolled my eyes playfully. "I know who you are, Master Kenobi."

He chuckled and kissed the side of my head. "Just needed to make sure, love," he said, turning me around to face him.

His gorgeous features were bathed in sunlight, and I felt my heart speeding up in an instant. "How to you always manage to look so handsome?" I asked in wonder.

"It's a secret," Ewan winked. "A magician must not reveal his tricks."

"Save some beauty for me, at least," I smirked, brushing his beard with my fingers.

He turned his face and kissed my palm. "You're already beautiful, my darling," he said softly. "I wouldn't change a thing about you."

I smiled and rested my head on his shoulder. "Always such a charmer," I giggled.

Ewan ran his hands along my back and held me close. "Only for you, my dear."