forbidden~anakin skywalker

༻three༺

my father, anakin, and i are stood before the council as they assign us a new mission.
master windu speaks "we have a transport mission for you."
"gungans deserted on another planet. unable to live there they are." master yoda informs the three of us.
"we need to to transport them somewhere safe as they do not have the resources or strength to get there themselves."
shortly after, we set off to the planet they are on. mandalore. the planet of the mandalorians. the air there is toxic to gungans so must be killing them slowly and agonisingly.
i am loading resources for them when we have collected them onto the ship and anakin comes up, taking the crate from my arms "you shouldn't be lifting heavy objects."
"why not?" i question. he clearly cares but i've always been independent so therefore stubborn as well.
i follow him onto the ship with another lighter crate. even though i may be stubborn, i'd still listen to him so i take a light one that contains blankets for them. he points out "your arm."
my eyes drift to my shoulder which is wrapped up from the blaster that grazed my arm only a few days ago. "it's fine. it doesn't hurt."
he chuckles, the corners of his eyes creasing as he smiles. my god it's attractive when he does that. "oh yeah?" he pokes the bandage.
it hurts when he does that so i pull my lips together to hide my pain..."nothing. it's fine."
he shakes his head, his braid moving up and down over his shoulder "no it's not. your lips pulled together and your eyes went wider. it hurt. stop being stubborn. i don't like stubborn. i like honest people that let me care."
he is now just inches from me and it's taking every ounce of self control that he has slowly been making leak out of my head to hold myself back from kissing him.
his face gets a little closer but he jumps away when we hear footsteps getting closer as he starts going through the crates to look busy. that was lucky too as it was my father.
"right. let's set off then."
it doesn't take long to get from coruscant to mandalore. we hover over the planet in attempt to find the gungans roaming the planet until we see them. 2 adults and a child slowly walking around. they are drained of colour and are struggling to take steps.
my father lands the ship in front of them and anakin and i run off. i take the small child from the mothers arms as anakin and i take them to the ship and sit them down, giving them blankets to wrap around themselves and food and drink to get some of their strength back.
we're set for our 76 hour journey to naboo to take the gungans home.
3 hours into the journey, anakin comes into the back of the ship to see me talking with the gungan family. i look over to him "anakin this is belbal and her husband hana. and their son tikie" i turn to the gungans "this is my friend anakin skywalker. he's a padawan being trained by my father obi-wan who is flying the ship."
anakin looks down as tikie waddles around the ship, playing with whatever he can find. he pulls on your robes "hidoe." he smiles up at you, greeting you in gunganese.
anakin smiles down at him "hello." he looks up to belbal and hana, politely commenting "your son is adorable."
a few hours later, anakin comes to check on me again. he finds the gungans and me all asleep. he's drawn to me as i softly breath in my dreams, stopping dead in his tracks when i whisper his name in my slumber.
a smile cracks on his face as he kneels down by where i am sleeping, planting a soft kiss on my forehead, careful as to not wake me up.
when i wake up, anakin is sat by me, his fingers running through my dark hair. "hey sleeping beauty."
his words make me blush and smile "how long was i asleep for?"
"a few hours." his fingers continue to comb through my soft hair. "we're going to be flying for another 65 hours"
i nod "okay."
we get the gungans back to naboo where they can live comfortably before going back to the temple.
on the ship, anakin is in the back and i'm up front flying with my father.
"when we are back, i expect no funny business from you and anakin."
my eyes roll "there's no funny business. what's so wrong with bring friends? you're acting like i can't be friends with guys without a relationship with them. i know it's against the code which i would never break because i am loyal to the jedi and if i did have feelings for him i have the self control to repress it."
my father sighs "i know. you are a strong girl. i'm just afraid of you leading anakin on. he is just a padawan and has not had his whole life training to be a jedi so he has not had the time to learn that kind of emotional self control and i'm afraid of him trying to get closer to you."
"so what? you want me to stop talking to him? push him away? not have friends? everybody needs friends father."
he doesn't respond well to the attitude i give him. "i am your father. you will talk to me with respect. never speak to me with that tone again youngling."
i get up to walk around the ship since i can no longer sit here and listen to my father lecture me on relationships and the jedi code.