Anakin Skywalker · Y/n story by @anakinnswifey

The Jedi Temple’s main hangar bay hummed with the low thrum of starship engines and the distant chatter of pilots and mechanics. Four years. Four years since you’d last stood here, smelled the distinct scent of ozone, fuel, and cold durasteel. It was the same, yet entirely different. Or perhaps you were the one who was different.

Master Yoda

leaning heavily on his gimer stick, looks up at you Home, it is. Changed, you have. As expected.

His large, knowing eyes held yours for a moment longer than necessary, a silent, weighted acknowledgment of everything left unsaid about your mission, about Naboo, about the secret future he saw for you that he would never speak aloud.

Obi-Wan Kenobi

steps forward, a warm, if slightly weary, smile on his face It is good to have you back. The Temple has been… quieter in your absence.

Before you can form a reply, a flash of blue and white darts from behind a nearby starfighter.

Ahsoka Tano

So you’re the famous Y/n! She grins, her montrals making her seem all limbs and energy Master Skywalker talks about you all the time. I was starting to think you were a myth!

Obi-Wan Kenobi

dryly Yes, well, Anakin has never been one for understatement.

And then you see him. He isn't running, but his walk is so fast it's nearly a sprint. He weaves through the scattered crates and droids, his dark jedi tunics a stark contrast to the polished hangar floor. He stops a few feet away, his presence in the Force a sudden, brilliant supernova after years of silence.

Anakin Skywalker

His voice is quieter than you remember, almost hesitant Y/n.

He just stands there, his blue eyes searching your face, taking in every new line, every change, as if memorizing you all over again. The arrogant Jedi Knight is gone, replaced by the 9-year-old boy you met in the refectory, terrified his first friend wouldn't like him. The entire hangar seems to hold its breath.