Obi-Wan Kenobi

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You smoothed your dress as you stared into the mirror. Being a senator for Naboo was easy enough, until last year when Padme came and told the representing woman of your district that you were to be at the Coruscant meetings from now on. The people of Naboo needed as many voices in their favor as possible. You were fine with it now but early on, you hardly knew anything when it came to handling attacks and protecting yourself.

You had no idea how many small attacks frequented the Coruscant Senate meeting house until you attended regularly. They freaked you out and you had to be accompanied by a guard constantly. However, now you were confident in your self-defense skills thanks to the various classes you quickly signed up for after an alarmingly close call with some unsavory bounty hunters. Yet Padme was instant all her delegates had stationed guards with them at all times. It drove you insane, but you used them to do things for you, as selfish as that seemed. You felt bad at how pointless their role was so you figured an errand or two would help them feel useful.

Here you were, getting ready for the first meeting of the voting sessions and you have yet to hear your guard arrive. Perhaps the senator changed her mind. You picked up a large hairpiece and placed it on your head. You reassured yourself it was securely placed and that your hidden knives wouldn't go flying off with a turn of your head and stick into someone. You giggled. How morbidly unfortunate if that happened.

You were just about to leave your suite for an orientation speech when you heard the lift to your room hum to life. You froze. Padme usually sends a message saying the guard is on the lower floor waiting. They aren't permitted to the upper floors without specified orders. And you knew you had no close friends here who would want to visit, especially without calling ahead. Therefore, you grabbed a few of those small throwing knives and stuck them in between your knuckles. You hid next to the lift, your back to the wall and your eyes on the reflection on the window in front of the doors. That way you could see the intruder. You closed your eyes and took a deep breath, letting it out with a huff. This is why you wished all lifts were made of glass.

But as the lift came to a stop and the doors opened your heart jumped. 

You knew the unexpected visitor. 

You knew him very well. 

Swiftly you dropped your knives into a potted plant behind you before wiping your nervously sweating hands on your dress. You backed into a side room so you didn't look so suspicious being so close to the lift doors.

Obi-Wan Kenobi had his hands folded in front of him as he stepped out of the lift. It was odd not having Anakin with him however it was a pleasant break from the norm. When Padme approached him on the request of looking after one of her close delegation members he felt hard-pressed to say yes. Guards were spread thin as it was so he didn't let not knowing who his assigned delegate stop him from helping out a friend.

The moment he stepped into the room he felt a presence he did not think he would feel again in a long time, if ever. He closed his eyes and took a breath. One never really knows how to react to seeing one's lover again after so many years and when it was near impossible to stop forbidden feelings. Opening his eyes slowly, Obi-Wan looked around and called out, his voice almost giving out on him.

"Senator (L/n)?"

You closed your eyes and let his voice wash over you before you stepped out of the side room. "Obi-Wan Kenobi." You cursed your heart for fluttering after uttering his name. This may be a problem if he is going to be attending this meeting.

Your voice made him turn and he couldn't help but smile. You came forward and greeted him with your own smile and a slight bow. You took another step forward to get a good look at him.

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