Force bound Feelings (Anakin Skywalker x reader)

chapter eighteen

I woke up later on: though it didn't feel like morning, or at least not to late in the morning since it was still completely silent and dark outside. Still drowsy I slowly began to realise the warmth that had been present behind me earlier was now gone. I wonder were Anakin went, usually, well certainly last night he held me tight all night. Slowly I began to sit up, adjusting my nightgown as I slid my legs out the bed onto the floor.

"Anakin..?" I questioned, wondering wether he'd just got up to go to the bathroom. When there was no response I looked round, using the force to flick the lights on, blinking as the room came into view and getting up to head to the door. Everything seemed so quiet, but a peaceful quiet, not an ominous quiet. I finally got back to the living area: looking out at the glass doors where the newly risen sun was softly shining. That's where I saw the silhouette of Anakin stood in the doorway, and his posture alone was enough to make me feel concerned, the aura of distress around him making my just want to move over and hug him. Biting my lip I walked over towards him, not wanting to disturb him but not wanting to leave either.

"...Anakin...what's wrong..?" I asked softly in barely above a whisper, standing right by him and looking up towards his anguished face. He didn't respond for a minute and just stood there brooding with a frown across his lips.

"...she's suffering (y/n), I've seen it, my mother...she's in pain..." he said with a strained voice full of aching pain. Knowing he was talking about his mother a felt a pang in my heart, moving closer and wrapping an arm around him in support. As children me and Anakin had always promised to comfort each other through our nightmares, him with his mother and me with mine.

"...I'm so sorry Anakin, I didn't know you're nightmares were back." I said softly, pulling him towards me for once wrapping my arms doing his waist and letting him burry his face into my neck.

"...it's worse than before...she's dying (y/n), I can feel it..!" He practically cried, his hands trembling at my sides. I could feel the pain in his voice: I knew how much he loved his mother, these nightmares had always tortured him since he was a child, and it broke my heart to see how much these dreams still scarred him. "...I know I'd be ignoring our mandate to protect you and the senator...but I have to go to her (y/n)...I have to save her..." he said while leaning back, holding my shoulder and looking into my eyes with determination and sorrow.

"Anakin it's alright, we'll talk to Padmè and figure something out, I'm sure she won't mind taking a trip out to ensure your mothers safe." I assured him while rubbing my arm up and down his forearm.

"No no I couldn't let the both of you take that risk, you and Padmè will stay here and I'll go to Tattooine, alone." He said firmly, still looking directly into my eyes. The was some kind of pleading undertone to his stare that made me realise just how much he needed to do this.

"...Anakin I'm not letting you do this alone," however I wasn't going to let him go alone, not when I knew this was such a deep routed issue for him. "...we won't tell the council, we can be in and out, no problems." I promised while giving him a sweet smile to try and calm him, though at the same time I wanted to show him I wasn't about to back down.

"...I don't deserve you Angel..." he murmured while leaning back in and burying his face into the crook of my neck, kissing me softly and he hid away against me.

"You deserve me plenty Anakin, now let's pack our things and get ready to move out before the sun sets today," I said softly while rubbing his back gently to comfort his nerves. I could feel the stress practically radiating off from him: Anakin was undoubtably afraid for his mother's safety, and I don't blame him, if must've been awful being separated from her after spending so many years together on Tattooine. "...we'll figure this out Anakin, don't worry it's going to be alright in the end..." I assured him gently, though I couldn't help but feel at the back of my mind that I had good reason to be doubtful about what I was saying. After a few moments he pulled reluctantly away from me, untangling my arms from him and keep long his head low as he distanced himself and moved away again. I felt bad watching him build his walls up and block out the rest of the galaxy, it was so hard to see him suffer. "...I'll go speak to Padmè, you just hang tight and call ahead for a ship to be prepped for us." I say quietly while getting up, patting his shoulder as l pass by towards the corridor that leads to Padmès room.