Star Wars One-Shots

White Lily (Obitine)

Obi-Wan took for granted a lot of things before coming to Mandalore. Like having his own bed or even having a bed in general. He wants a shower, even if it's freezing cold to wash the grime off of himself. He's itching to get new robes, especially now that it comes to his ankles and his wrists. He needs a hair cut, his locks now resting in his eyes. He has to constantly brush them out of his face to see properly.

And don't even get him started on their food. Now that they've been living hand to mouth for almost two months, he longs for the sloppy mess the cafeteria served. The little food they have now is barely edible. He wishes more than ever for the tasteless clean water or clean water at all. 

Qui-Gon left to find them shelter for the night. Now that they're constantly on the move, they never have any guarantees of a safe place to lay their heads. There's little hope that there will be any place warm for them to stay nearby tonight, but Qui-Gon is their best hope. He has a charm about him that seems to get adults to want to do anything for him.

He left almost an hour ago for a village not too far away. Obi-Wan and Satine found ways to kept themselves occupied for the time, but they've run out of ideas. They've sorted through their supplies, attempted to find clean water, and played word games. They've even entertained themselves by seeing who could hang in the tree branches the longest. Obi-Wan won, but Satine will argue that it's because he used the Force, even if she has no idea how that could have helped him.

Now, they've resorted to laying in a field of flowers. Satine had found it earlier in the day, keeping it in the back of her mind as a place to visit alone. Secretly, she wanted the company of Obi-Wan, but there was no way she would ever ask for that, especially with Qui-Gon around. He'd make it awkward. Satine just knows that he would quietly assume that there is something going on between them, but there isn't. She just liked his companionship and his humor. 

And now that he's not present at the moment, she leads him to the hidden field. Flowers of every color are blooming, the scent filling the air. She takes off, barreling deep into the flowers, giggles escaping her. Obi-Wan dives after her, laughing with her. Flowers and grass strands cling to them as they lie in the field. Their laughs die down and they silently beside each other, trying to catch their breaths. Obi-Wan will never admit it out loud, but this is nice. For once, he feels peace. There's no thought of bounty hunters. No worry about someone stumbling upon them and making it more than it really is.

It's just him and Satine. Alone. 

He rolls into his side, glancing at her through his hair. Does she know how pretty she looks with those white and pink flowers tangled in her blonde hair? Does she have any idea how she makes him feel? His cheeks heat every time she says his name. His heart pounds mercilessly in his chest whenever she's close to him. He tries so hard to hide the way he feels, but he can't control the butterflies that flutter in his stomach at the thought of her. She's just so perfect in every way.

She turns, her blue eyes meeting his. "What?" She asks, smiling widely at him. When they had first met, the two of them didn't get along. In fact, they fought constantly. Now, he can't help but want to agree with everything she says or does. Qui-Gon mentioned the change a few days ago so it must be obvious, but what can he do? Obi-Wan finds himself so entranced with her.

He shakes his head, laying onto his back again. "It's nothing." He says, glancing at her from the corners of his eyes. 

She groans, rolling closer to him. She's laying on her stomach, their arms touching. "Tell me." She demands, using her Duchess voice. She's surprised how strong she sounds. On the inside, her stomach is churning. His touch sends shivers down her spine. She can feel her hands trembling just being this close to him.