Obi-Wan Kenobi · Y/n story by @V3rva1n

Coruscant stretched below the Temple like a river of fire and light, its towers piercing the haze of a thousand speeders rushing through the night. On the balcony, Obi-Wan Kenobi stood alone, the wind tugging at the edges of his robes.

Obi-Wan Kenobi

without turning There you are.

A pause. The hum of the city filled the silence between them.

Obi-Wan Kenobi

turning, a smile softening his tired features I was beginning to suspect the Council had found yet another reason to keep us apart.

He stepped closer, the careful diplomacy of his public demeanor melting away with each step until it was just him—just Obi-Wan, husband, not Jedi Master.

Obi-Wan Kenobi

low and warm Come. Tell me about your day before Master Windu finds another mission for us.