Anakin Skywalker x Reader
The Council has long believed since Anakin Skywalker arrived at the Jedi Temple that he is the Chosen One. And from what they know of the prophecy, they have no reason to believe otherwise.
Y/N is just a regular padawan t...
His gloved hand wraps around my neck as his hard body pins me against the tiled shower walls. Warm beads of water run down our bodies and between mouths as our tongues clash against each other. His lips trail down from my lips to my jaw insatiably as his grip grows tighter, the lack of oxygen furthering the dizzy haze that his touches bring.
It felt good. So good.
I close my eyes, resting my head against the cool tile before everything around me starts to feel blazing hot. I open my eyes and find my love no longer in front of me.
I am no longer in the shower.
Instead, I am back on that firey planet from before. I feel scared. I want to get out of here. I call out for my husband.
"Anakin!"
"Y/N!" I hear his name echo in my mind but when I look around he is nowhere to be seen.
"Y/N, I'm so sorry!" I hear his distressed voice again, vibrating in the atmosphere. He's everywhere and nowhere at the same time.
"Anakin?" My voice croaks as I try to call for him again. "Where are you?"
I start to hear whimpering and sobbing. First distantly, then louder. Anakin is crying.
"I'm so so sorry." He says through choked sobs. The pain and remorse in his voice is unlike anything I've felt before.
"Anakin!" I cry out for him, wanting to find out where he is, wanting to console him. Does he need help? "Where are you? What's happening?"
"Please forgive me" he cries, not answering my questions.
I look around, turning in circles. "Forgive you for what? I don't understand."
"I didn't mean to— " his voice wavers. "I would never—"
What the force is going on?
"Didn't mean to what? What happened, Anakin? What's wrong?" I plead for answers.
He doesn't tell me, instead apologizing even more. "I'm sorry, Y/N, I'm so sorry."
I become frustrated, impatient. "Tell me what's going on!" I yell into the molten air, wondering if he can even hear me at all. "Why are you crying? What are you sorry for?"
That's when I hear footsteps approaching me from behind.
When I turn around, I finally see him.
He's got those same yellow eyes with red rims from before.
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He comes closer, his tall frame towering over mine. I gulp. "Anakin, what's going on?"
