Control The Uncontrollable // The Acolyte

79. Good Morning

The morning after, you woke up faster than light itself. Inside your tummy, the butterflies had finally been let free again. Stepping out of the bed, felt easier than ever before. You took a quick shower, and walked to your little closet. Jedi did not have a lot of things, objects were seen as a distraction in many ways. Your fingers brushed through the choices, as you picked out a simple beige top and long skirt. You put them behind you, and turned around to pick up your undergarments.

The fabric was rough against your fingertips. You stared down at it, before you placed it all back in the drawer. You swallowed low and looked into the mirror. Slowly you removed the towel wrapped around your body, revealing its naked nature. Quickly you put on your clothes and nodded to yourself. It was the right choice.

With some books wrapped to your chest, you stormed down the Jedi hall's. Your head nodding to every familiar being passing you. If you had been sane, you probably should've stopped to get some food, but you weren't. You had one thing on your mind, and it was better than food. Lucky for you the library appeared to be empty this early in the morning. You sat down on your chair, and opened one of the books, acting like you weren't just waiting for... him to appear.

And there he came, walking around the corner with a smile on his lips. Clearly, you were not the only one lingering on to your shared moment last night. Qimir walked around and passed you, laying his hands beside the chair closest to you. Your eyes locked, as you looked up at him, admiring his beauty.

"May I sit beside you, my Master?" He asked.

You nodded, and laughed low at his comment. He knew he did not need to call you that. Your name were more than fine enough, but you had noticed he had begun to say it more often. Always with a big smile on his lips. He enjoyed saying it. You smiled, watching him close to you. Your hand wrapped around the back of his neck, as you leaned in, kissing his lips. You suddenly pushed away when you realized what you were doing.

"I'm so sorry, I don't know what came through me-" You whispered, placing the hand onto your lips, staring over at him surprised. You just felt such a strong urge to be close to him, like on the island.

"Hey, why did you stop?" He teased you, before his lips clashed into yours. One kiss became two, and before you knew it the two of you were in a heated make out session. You gasped for air, laughing as your head rested onto his.

"Good morning," He whispered against your lips, placing his hand onto your upper thigh. You loved the feeling of his hands on your body.

"Good morn-" you were about to wish him a good morning too, when you sensed a familiar person entering the library. Immediately you turned around, grabbing into your book.

"Good morning Elzar," You plastered a smile through your teeth as he appeared through the corner.

"Good morning Y/n... Qimir," He nodded in your direction.

You smiled blindly up at him, not fully know what to say or do with yourself. Normally, you would have a conversation with him. Check how he is doing, how his latest missions are going, but normally you don't have Qimir's hand plastered to your thigh. Elzar moved closer, placing his hands on the chair opposite of the two of you, clearly suggesting that he wanted to sit down.