𝐀𝐧𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐤𝐲𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬.

𝐒𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬.

The room was dimly lite, with the lamp by the night stand where you slept. An old habit  since your childhood, the light reassuring that you were safe from the darkness.

It was in the middle of the night, and you were struggling to find any rest. You tossed and turned every few moments, trying different positions to sleep in.

You're head flopped onto the pillow in annoyance, your mind was racing with thoughts of the day, burdening you. All you wanted was some shut eye.

Your eyes landed on your sleeping husband. He looked so angelic in his sleep, much calmer and relaxed, you were glad he was getting a break from work. His face was no creased with worry, but soft, it nearly made you place a hand upon his face.

You decided against it, before proceeding with your action you withdrew your hand and gently lifted up the covers, letting the cold air hit your bare skin.

You left him be, quietly you sat up, feeling the heaviness in your body.

You gently slipped off the bed, and padded your way across the wooded floor.

You knew you weren't going to be able to sleep for a while, this stressful week had been eating your mind away.

One thing you did like about late nights was the silence that came with it and the stars. It reminded you of all the possibilities that are still awaiting you. It gave you hope for your future and to pursue your dreams, it helped you remember that in the most darkest moments in life there's always light on the other end.

For you that was many things.

You filled an empty glass of water and held it up to yours lips, taking a sip and feeling the wetness of the liquid quench your dry throat.

You pondered for a moment about returning back to bed, but you knew you would just be laying down wide awake.

Perhaps you'd have a warm shower and change of clothing to make yourself become sleepy.

You stripped yourself of each layer of clothing, there was slight goosebumps from the temperature change from your body.

the shower was quick, but it helped you take your mind off things. The steaming hot water  made your body relax and give your thoughts a break.

You dried yourself off with a towel, your hair still drenched as you put on a simple white nightgown. You combed your wet hair and ran your towel through your wet strands.

You made your way back to the bedroom. Placing yourself on the edge of the bed with the cover open, ready for you to climb in.

You evened your hair out, the bed dipped below you, your hair less wet than before.

Anakin who had been in a blissful sleep had been up since you left the bed, he waited for your return, hearing the shower running in the other room. He wondered why you were up so late. He waited as he heard you open the door, your feet gentle on the floorboards until you sat on the mattress of the bed.

He rolled his body over to where you were, your back was to him as you sat on the edge of the bed fixing your hair. Your posture was slightly hunched over, his gaze stuck onto your physique. Your nightdress tight on your upper body and flowed down to your thighs, you seemed to be in your own little world as you didn't notice your husband's shuffling around.

His gaze wandered to you're bare shoulders, how smooth they looked from the small light that was beside you. He reached out to you, his hands clasping the small curve of your waistline.

His desires to hold you took over. Before you could react, he had pushed you back down onto the bed, your head hitting the pillow gently. Anakin let his body weight on you as he sunk his head down to connect his lips to yours.

You tensed at first but then smiled, becoming more relaxed. Anakin mouth moved like a starved man, though he made sure you weren't uncomfortable.

You parted your mouth to deepen the kiss, he held you like you were fragile. He held most of his body weight not to crush you- he had a much larger physique after all.

Your lungs began to burn, fighting for air, you were the first to pull away reluctantly. Your hands were curled into his mess of hair. 

You didn't open your eyes immediately. You were soaking up what just happened, it made a smile form on your face.

You felt pressure on your forehead which made you slowly blink open your eyes.

Anakin had his forehead leaned against yours, his eyes were already open staring down at your lips.

"Your smile...." he paused taking a moment to place a breathless kiss on your cheek, "you're unbelievable you know that."

You watched his gaze that never leave you, the dim lighting made him mythological.

He gently rolled off you, pulling you onto his chest instead. He immediately began to play with the strands of your hair, combing your hair like a massage, his touch made your eyes grow heavy.

"Did I wake you up?"

"No, I was only half asleep, I heard you shut the door." Anakin stared up at the ceiling as he spoke.

"Why are you up this late?"

You hesitated for a moment on telling him, Anakin noticed your silence and shifted his head down to your face, a look of concern on his features.

You sigh pulling your head up, "It's just with the war going on...and work...it's nothing really...Ive just been worried about little things is all."

Anakin listened to every word, not interrupting you until you stopped explaining, "first it is never "nothing" when it comes to you my love, you can always tell me about things "big" or "little."

"Nothing you say is never not important."

You felt a little flustered at his words. You were grateful there was barely much light in the room. Even being with Anakin for the past few years he never fails to make you feel so special.

"Is that whats keeping you up this late?"

You nodded and you could make out his eyes softened a little.

"Why didn't you wake me up sooner?"

"I wanted you to get some sleep, I know you haven't been sleeping well either."

The silence was deafening as you could faintly hear the hum of the air conditioner in the other room.

Anakin laid his hand on top of yours, staring intently at you for a moment before he whispered, "do you want to talk about it?"

You knew he was talking about whats keeping you up. He was avoiding the questions of how he's not getting any sleep either. He couldn't deny it.

You finally shook your head, "I'm too tired now."

Anakin let it go, agreeing that it was maybe best to get some sleep. He began to get comfortable, not before dragging you down with him. You buried your head in chest, seeking his familiar warmth which radiated off him. He laid one more kiss on your forehead.

"Goodnight sweetheart."

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𝐃𝐉𝐃𝐍𝐃𝐉𝐃𝐍𝐃𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐗𝐊𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐖𝐃𝐉𝐅 𝐓𝐘 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝟏𝟎𝐊 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐒 𝐎𝐌𝐆.