hurt // obikin au [on hold]

f o u r t e e n

a/n: I haven't updated this fic in over a year...oh my god, I'm so sorry. here's a super fluffy update to make up for it!

"anakin? are you awake?" obi-wan's voice is low, gentle, but anakin still scrunches up his face and rolls away from the sound. "come on, babe. it's move-out day."

anakin just groans. move-out day means moving back home with his mom. don't get him wrong, he's missed her, but he's not entirely sure how he's supposed to survive the next three months with his boyfriend. he's gotten so accustomed to sleeping next to him, his face pressed right up against obi-wan's chest. he's so used to mindlessly cuddling with him, to feeling obi-wan kiss the top of his head or running his fingers through his hair. it feels like losing part of him, and anakin doesn't know what to do about it. he also doesn't want to say anything to his boyfriend about it, who seems so happy about heading home.

"are you up?" obi-wan asks, poking anakin's cheek.

"no. cuddle me," anakin demands, eyes still closed.

"unbelievable," obi-wan responds, but anakin can hear that he's smiling. "when we first met, you were soooo adamant about me not touching you. now you're literally begging me to cuddle you."

"shut up."

obi-wan gets into the bed and spoons him. "you love me."

"i hate you."

"liar." obi-wan kisses his cheek, and anakin closes his eyes even tighter to fight back tears. he can't believe he's already so sad about this, even though it's still early morning and they still have the full day together. anakin rolls over so they're face-to-face, and he cuddles closer and leaves a kiss on obi-wan's collarbone. "are you okay?"

anakin just lets out a shaky sigh. "i don't hate you."

obi-wan chuckles lowly. "i love you, too, angel." that breaks anakin's composure, and he bites his lip, hard, as a tear rolls down his cheek. he shifts his chin so obi-wan can't feel the tears on his shoulder. "come on, sweetheart. we should get up so we can start packing up."

"not yet," anakin pleads, squeezing obi-wan closer. he's not ready to be done with this, done with his cheek against obi-wan's shoulder. obi-wan is always so warm and soft, so gentle, and anakin can't help but leave a few kisses over his heart.

"you okay, baby? you're being awfully affectionate this morning," obi-wan murmurs. "not that i'm upset about it, of course, but...it's definitely new." anakin bites his lip, torn between internalizing this feeling and telling obi-wan the truth. obi-wan gently tugs his lip out from between his teeth. "talk to me, angel. please."

"i'm just..." anakin inhales shakily. "i'm going to miss you. it's going to be so...i don't know. different, i guess. three months without you is going to be so different. what if...what if your feelings change between now and august?"

"oh, that's what this is about," obi-wan says. he cards his fingers through anakin's hair, thinking. "baby, we'll visit each other. you really think i'd be able to handle being without you for three months? huh? three whole months without kissing your face or hearing your sleepy voice? seeing you blush when i make a joke about you calling me daddy?" anakin grumbles at that, hiding his face in the duvet so that obi-wan can't see that he's blushing yet again. "you know, i have a theory that you actually do have a daddy kink. you're way too flustered about it for you to be grossed out about it."

"wouldn't you like to know?"

"you know, i kinda would," obi-wan responds, and his voice is lower, deep enough to make anakin shiver. just that sound makes his legs feel like jelly, and when obi-wan leaves an open-mouthed kiss on his neck, anakin genuinely has to bite his tongue to keep from moaning.

"is that your way of admitting that you have a daddy kink?"

"maybe." anakin can hear that obi-wan is smirking, and rolls his eyes. "no, but really, baby. you're not far from me — only an hour and a half. that drive isn't bad. i'll come and visit you and padmé as often as i can, and you two can come visit me, too."

"sometimes without padmé, too."

"of course," obi-wan says, kissing anakin's neck again, this time nipping gently with his teeth. that sensation makes anakin gasp and squirm a little, and obi-wan can't stop smiling. anakin can feel it against his skin.

- - -
"i told myself i wouldn't cry," anakin says shakily as he packs his last box into the trunk of his mom's car. he'd introduced his mother to his boyfriend rather nervously, not entirely sure how she'd respond, but she'd just beamed and hugged obi-wan. "i won't cry."

"good. if you cry, i might start crying," obi-wan says, but when anakin looks up at him, his eyes are a bit watery, and that sets anakin off. he holds his breath to choke back a sob, and wraps his arms around his boyfriend. "sweetheart, it's gonna be okay. i'm gonna come see you as soon as i can. i promise you, angel."

"i love you," anakin mumbles into obi-wan's shirt, inhaling deeply. he doesn't wanna forget anything, not even for a second, not even the smell of obi-wan's cologne. "i love you, i love you, i love you."

"i love you, too, my angel. sweet angel." obi-wan leaves three kisses on the top of anakin's head, one for every word, and then steps back and shrugs off his sweatshirt.

"huh?" anakin asks, but he's smiling a bit through his tears.

"here, i want you to hang onto this for me, yeah? so you'll have something that smells like me." his words are teasing, and he tries to smirk, but his cheeks are flushed and wet, so it doesn't quite work. anakin shrugs the hoodie on and lifts the sleeves to his face, inhales.

"thank you," he says genuinely, tears in his eyes again. "you'll come see me next weekend?"

"i promise. just two weeks away," obi-wan nods.

"anakin, come on!" padmé calls from the front seat of anakin's mom's car.

obi-wan cups anakin's face in his hands, nuzzles their noses together. "see you in two weeks, my love." he kisses him then, gentler than any other kiss they've ever shared, and anakin's heart just about beats out of his chest. "can we facetime tonight?"

"definitely. text me when you're home," anakin pleads. he tightens his hold on obi-wan's shirt, not ready to let go of him.

"i'll definitely be texting you before then," obi-wan grins, and gives anakin one last kiss. "go on, baby, before padmé tells your mom to leave without you."

"she would, too," anakin laughs, and he gives obi-wan one last hug, and one last teary kiss, and then obi-wan has to watch him drive away, waving from the backseat. obi-wan lets out a sad sigh once he's gone, already feeling that he's missing a huge chunk of his world. he pulls out his phone to send him a text.

obi-wan (2:48pm): I miss you already, baby.

anakin (2:50pm): i miss u too :( i love you. see you so soon love

obi-wan (2:51pm): Definitely. I love you.