Unspoken Words (Obi-Wan X Reader)

A Funeral

The room was quiet. Only the sounds of people slightly shifting their weight and the crackling of the burial fire could be heard. Inside your head, though, you only heard yourself screaming.
This couldn't be happening. He couldn't be gone. Master Qui-Gon was the closest thing to a father that you would ever have, and to know that you would never see him again, broke your heart.
You stood in front of the flames with Obi-Wan beside you. Your sides were pressed so close together that you couldn't tell who supported whom. You knew the ordeal must have taken a toll on him as well. He had been there when his Master took his last breaths, and you remember that when he returned, he'd been visibly shaken and looked like he'd aged ten years. Yet somehow, he mustered the strength to tell you the news. Fortunately, you were in the privacy of your chambers, where none of the other Jedi could see you.
Because as soon as you heard what happened, you began to cry, unable to hold back your grief. Obi-Wan wrapped his arms around you and you immediately returned the embrace. Jedi weren't exactly allowed such physical contact, but with no one watching, you didn't care. You both stayed there for a while, simply holding each other as you cried.
Obi-Wan relished the bittersweet moment of feeling of his arms around you, your head on his chest, even if it was for such a sad reason. He knew that this could very well be the first and last time. With your heart beating against his, he felt at peace. As much as he missed his Master, he had to comfort you. He couldn't stand the sound of your tears, so he held you closer and pressed the lightest feather kiss to your hair, hoping that you could get through this together.

Now, you stood at Master Qui-Gon's funeral, silently crying. You didn't mean to, but you didn't know how to make it stop either. The tears just kept sliding down your cheeks. Aware of the stoic Jedi Masters around you, and how you were expected to have control of your emotions, you tried desperately to calm down. Finally, you managed one last shuddering breath as the tears stopped.
Then you felt Obi-Wan take your hand in his, your fingers entwining together lightly. You glanced over at him, but he continued to stare straight ahead. You realized he must have heard you take the deep breath. Feeling calmed by his presence, you squeezed his hand in thanks. There the both of you stood with the rest of the Jedi, paying your respects to a great and wise Jedi Master.