Star Wars Preferences and Imagines

Rejection pt. 1

(A/N) this a preference with all of the characters. Like an imagine preference kind of deal. Lol, I know I'm finally doing one haha. This imagine preference thing is about they're "needy" and you reject them. I thought it would be funny.
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Anakin-   You were casually putting away some dirty laundry into the washing machine, getting clothes to wear for the month. You closed the lid on the machine and pressed the 'wash' button.

You sighed, finally being done with clothes for a whole month. You stood up, and felt warm arms wrap around you.

You knew who it was.

"Anakin? What are you doing home so early?" you asked, folding your favorite pair of skinny jeans.

"Obi-Wan let me off early, " he said, still hugging you from behind. He looked at the jeans you had in your hands. "I love those jeans on you. They really compliment your body."

You knew what the Skywalker was up to. You didn't want to deal with it right now. You were tired, and you just wanted to lay down in the bed.

"You like any jeans on me, " you mumbled, obviously tired.

"That's true, " he said, rubbing your sides, then started placing warm kisses on your neck. "Then again, I love anything off of you too," he whispered seductively in your ear, his lips lingering against it.

You just nodded, trying to ignore what he was doing. You loved neck kisses, but the tiredness kept washing over you. You had to go to sleep.

Anakin rested his head on your shoulder, kissing it softly, while you kept folding your jeans. He pulled a sleeve from your shirt down, revealing more of your shoulder. He kissed it again, hands slipping under your shirt, him rubbing your sides, his hands gliding up and down.

"Ani... " you sighed, trying to get your boyfriend away from you so you could finish folding your jeans.

"Yes princess?"

He knew that nickname made you weak. Not working this time.

"Could you please do me a favor and go away?"

"Go away?" he asked, his eyes glued to your body.

"Yes please, " you pleaded.

"But... "

"I don't want to hear a list of your needs. Just go lay on the couch or something. I'm tired."

"Babe!"

"Anakin!"

"Ugh, FINE!" He pouted, crossing his arms and going away to the living room.

Finn-    It was that wonderful time of the month for you, and you weren't feeling your best. Your stomach was knotted up, your sides aching from all the cramps, and worst of all, you were craving some food.

You got out of bed, and slid on some loose clothing: gym shorts, and your favorite baggy sweatshirt. You then went to the kitchen, stuffing your hands in your short pockets, dragging your feet to the kitchen, with non stop thinking about how horrible you felt.

You opened the fridge, when you heard a familiar voice come from behind you.

"Let me get you something honey."

It was Finn. He was finally back home from fighting with the Rebellion.

You smiled widely, turning around to face your boyfriend. "Hey Finn," you said weakly, since you weren't feeling so great.