The Chosen One(s) | Anakin Skywalker x Reader

Chapter 19 - I'll Be Right Back

*A/N - I'm sorry in advanced for what's about to happen.

The song "Je Te Laisserai Des Mots" by Patrick Watson is the song that plays in my head during their argument.*

Anakin's POV:

"I'm so happy, Anakin." Y/N beamed, tracing her now swollen lips with her fingertips over the places I had kissed and ravished her. We were curled up in her bed skin-to-skin after giving ourselves to each other for the first time. My arms were wrapped around her waist, holding her tightly and never wanting to let go. Aside from the moment the words 'I love you' feel from her heavenly soft lips, this was the happiest day of my life. My biggest accomplishment wasn't becoming part of the Jedi order or being knighted, it was being able to call her mine.

"Me too." I told her wholeheartedly, pressing a light kiss against her temple.

I was admiring her extraordinary beauty and stroking her silky y/h/c locks when my holopad started beeping at me from my Jedi robes that were currently strung over Y/N's bed frame.

I groaned, nuzzling myself into the croak of her neck, hoping whoever was calling me would stop. I didn't want this moment to end.

"Ani," Y/N giggled, attempting to lift my body off of hers but failing due to our vast difference in size. I anchored myself further into the bed, refusing to leave.

She traced circles into my back with her delicate fingers. "It could be important. You should answer it."

I groaned again but slowly lifted my head. "You're the most important thing in my life now, Y/N." I declared to her seriously, giving her a lingering kiss on her lips before slowly finding the strength to get up off the bed and re-dress myself.

"I'll be right back." I promised her before exiting her room and gently closing the door behind me. I wanted to answer the call where whoever was calling wouldn't see Y/N so our cover wouldn't be blown.

As I was about to hit the button to answer, I heard a familiar voice from behind me. I turned around swiftly. "I see you're having a good night, Anakin." Master Windu said, leaning against the wall adjacent to Y/N's. I wondered how long he had been standing there. Had he heard us?

"Sorry Master Windu, but I have to take this call," I raised my holopad at him, not acknowledging his observation. "May the Force be with—"

"Don't bother. I was the one who paged you." He cut me off sharply.

A tightness formed in my chest. He couldn't possibly have heard us.... Right? "Oh, well what did you want to speak to me about? Is there a new assignment—"

"Why couldn't you answer the call in Y/N's room?" He tilted his head as he spoke and stalked closer towards me.

I came up with a lie quickly. "I didn't know if it was sensitive information—"

"Please," he brought his hand up to my face to shush me. "Don't pretend I don't know what's going on."

My eyes blinked rapidly. This wasn't happening—

"I hope it meant nothing, because if it did that could have serious repercussions for both of you." He spat. "The Council does not tolerate attachments."

He began to circle around me as I remained speechless. "I didn't want you here, you know? I opposed it to the Council when Qui-Gon first brought you to Coruscant. I thought you were too old. You'd already formed attachments. I knew you'd be more trouble than you were worth."

His harsh confession wasn't news to me. I knew he had been the opposition on the Council to my training as a Jedi, and I knew his thoughts of me hadn't changed over the years— he had always disagreed with me, and I could always sense his distaste for me through the Force. Frankly, I didn't give two fucks what this asshole thought of me personally, but I did care that he had power in the Council and what was sounding like potential leverage to finally get rid of me.