Team #9 Fic Preview for @codywanreversebang
I am so excited that I was able to write for this wonderful artwork! I can't wait for you to see the whole piece and the fic that I wrote. My artist's tumblr is here, my ao3 is here, and the other author's tumblr is @mymblesbuir and ao3 is here.
“Obi-Wan,” Cody said softly, “time to wake up, love.”
Obi-Wan, normally so awake in an instant, groaned and buried his face in the jacket he was using as a pillow. “Two more minutes,” he slurred.
“Eat and drink something, then you can go back to sleep,” Cody bargained, holding his breath as he waited for whatever might happen.
A blue eye peeked open. “I am thirsty,” Obi-Wan said. His voice was rough from sleep and lack of fluids, and he cleared his throat before grimacing. “It tastes like an animal died in my mouth.”
“Drink this. It’ll help.” Cody handed over a water bottle, keeping a tight grip on it until he was sure that Obi-Wan could hold it by himself. They needed to restock their water supply. Cody had used a lot of it trying to cool Obi-Wan’s body from the fever, and Obi-Wan had thrown up the rest.
“Thank you, darling,” Obi-Wan rasped before taking a small sip. His eyes fluttered shut, and for a moment, Cody feared that Obi-Wan was going to pass out again, but the older man simply smiled. “This is so good.”
“I bet it is. You haven’t had much recently.” Cody surveyed their food, eyeing each item to find something that wouldn’t upset Obi-Wan’s stomach. He finally settled on some biscuits that he’d stolen right before Obi-Wan got sick. “Try this. Eat it slowly. Your body’s not used to food right now.”
Obi-Wan rolled his eyes. “I do know how to take care of myself. I’ve been sick before.”
“I know. I just -” Cody stopped, averted his gaze. “Fuck, Obi-Wan, I was worried, okay? I couldn’t get your fever to go down, and whatever you ate or drank just came right back up. I thought - It doesn’t matter what I thought.”
Obi-Wan’s own gaze softened, and he set aside the biscuits to gently frame Cody’s face with his hands. “Cody, darling, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to snap at you. Thank you for taking care of me while I was unable to do so. Again.” His lips tilted in a crooked grin. “That’s twice I owe my life to you.”
“You almost didn’t make it the first time,” Cody reminded him gently, not that he needed to. They were both fully aware how close to death’s doorstep Obi-Wan had truly been that day. If Cody had found Obi-Wan even a minute later… Well, Cody wouldn’t have the love of his life beside him.
“Are you sure you weren’t a doctor in another life?” Obi-Wan asked cheekily. “I think you’d look rather good in a doctor’s uniform.”
“The scrubs uniform or a sexy uniform?” Cody shot back, unimpressed.
Obi-Wan lazily waved a hand. “Both. Neither. You look good in anything or nothing.”
“Eat your damn biscuits,” Cody muttered, flushing. “Flatterer.”
