Star Wars: from conversations / reader requests

2- Brooding

For   @tomriddleswife1   . :) 

A ficlet, in which Luke and Leia do... things while Anakin has to stay at the hospital after a surgery. Anakin, who returns the next day, gets jealous. 

Note: in this fanfic, all feelings are voluntary. (Yes, I know, it's incest. And thoughts of molestation.)
Note: Ahsoka lives, and has found her way back to Anakin. :)

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"Are you sure you'll be alright?"

"Don't worry, Skyguy Junior. I'll keep an eye on this old fossil." Ahsoka replied with a smirk on her face, giving the young man a wink. Anakin glared at Ahsoka, muttering a string of incoherent words under his breath. His former apprentice ignored him.

Luke nodded, knowing his father will be fine under Ahsoka's watch and care. He trusted the togruta to keep Anakin in check. Leia squeezed his father's hand one more time, then gave him a kiss on his disfigured cheek, before turning to head out the door.

"Goodbye, Father," the twins waved at Anakin, who, despite his extreme fatigue after the surgery, managed to wave back. Luke then left, while Leia lingered a little longer, running back to the room and giving her father a hug. Anakin couldn't help but smile from ear (well... it was more of a tiny stub that remained) to ear, while Ahsoka had a grin plastered on her face, switching her crossed legs into a different position.

Leia let go and told Anakin to rest soon, then said another goodbye; Anakin rasped a quiet farewell in return, smiling as he watched his daughter leave the room.

For a few moments, he kept to himself, his smile growing as he rubbed his torso and recalled his daughter's warmth. Did- did she love him?

"So." Ahsoka squeezed her former master's sad excuse for an upper arm, trying to get his attention. Anakin slowly looked up, a small smile still visible on his face. "I guess it's just you and me, huh? Skyguy and Snips?"

Anakin's eyes crinkled as his cracked lips pulled his small smile into a wide grin. Old memories flooded inside his mind. He paused for a moment, gathering breath. Then, with a twinkle in his unfocused eyes, he rasped, "'Soka, did you really call me an old fossil? I know I might be nearly deaf, but from this close distance, my ears still prove to be functional. Plus, this room echoes. Your voice is amplified."

Ahsoka wrapped an arm around Anakin, rubbing his shoulder. Anakin leaned into her embrace. "Hey, you can't say we're both never gonna age. Plus, with how much you mutter to yourself and keep to yourself, it really makes you look even older than you are now." She stopped, not mentioning his handicaps, afraid the older man's precious joy would take a plunge. She could not describe how proud she was to see Anakin transform from being connected with multiple machines just to aid him with speech, to being able to move around on his own, albeit with occasional aid. When she had first seen him, he was having trouble swallowing water.

Anakin let out a hoarse chuckle, which turned into a strangled wheeze. Ahsoka squeezed his sunken shoulder with one hand and took his hand in another.

As soon as Anakin recovered his breath, he turned to Ahsoka and muttered, "Do you remember that time when we hid under a box to penetrate the Confederacy's shield? The first Battle of Christophsis?"

Ahsoka laughed, her lekku jiggling slightly. "Reminiscing on the past now, huh, Skyguy? You really are getting old."

Anakin groaned. "Well, you're not young either!"

"Hey, I'm only in my 30's!"

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It was time.