Forbidden Feelings (Obi-Wan x Gender Neutral!Reader)
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Summary: Obi-Wan confesses his feelings for you.
Pairing: Obi-Wan x Gender Neutral!Reader
Warning(s): None, just some fluff.
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Obi-Wan didn’t know how to go about asking you out at first
He had never done it before, and he also didn’t know what you would say
He couldn’t ask for advice, per say, considering it went against the Jedi code.
He also didn’t count on Anakin overhearing him practice in his quarters.
“Your grace--no Y/N, would you do me the honor? No not honor, pleasure? That’s a bit too forward--”
“Master? Their expecting us at the temple.” Anakin couldn’t hide the smirk on his face at what he had just heard.
“Yes, be right there, Anakin!”
Anakin did not waste a second to inform Padmé of Obi-Wan’s feelings.
It was the biggest gossip between them to date, Obi-Wan was in love with someone.
Now who would that be? You of course.
And you were blissfully unaware.
You were under the impression that Obi-Wan was a strictly by the book Jedi.
You were also unaware of how much of a casanova Obi-Wan was, especially in his padawan days.
Padmé had tried to keep it from you, until she had blurted it out one day.
You were her senatorial advisor and close friend from growing up in Naboo, meeting Obi-Wan when he was still Qui-Gon’s padawan during the invasion.
Now here you were completely in shock by what Padmé had spilled.
“Oh forgive me, Y/N.” She pleaded. “I just could not contain my excitement.”
“Pad, how do you even know this is true? He’s the most loyal jedi I know.” You scoffed at her.
It couldn’t be true...could it?
Obi-Wan Freaking Kenobi had (at least some) feelings for you?
“You just have to trust me, and my reliable sources.” She was giddy, something hidden behind your eyes that you couldn’t quite place.
How would it even work, if it were true?
Padmé left you alone to think as she went down to the senate chambers with Jar Jar and Senator Organa.
It wasn’t long before there was a knock at your door.
You dusted off your robes as you answered the door, smiling at the Jedi Master on the other side.
“Obi-Wan, what do I owe the pleasure of your presence?”
“Hello, your grace. May I speak with you for a minute?”
“Of course, General, please come in.”
He seemed like his thoughts were running a mile a minute, his eyes flitting around the sitting room, as he stroked his beard thoughtfully.
“I have been debating how to approach this subject. How to present it to you.”
Your eyebrows furrowed together, concern evident in your expression as you go to sit by him on the couch.
“Well, I won’t truly know yet.”
He took your hand in his, the calluses on his hand evident from his time as a Jedi. The strength, but wear that his lightsaber caused.
“No matter how this turns out, I will continue to have the utmost respect for you, but I beg of you, to keep what is said between us.”
“Undoubtedly.” You gave his hand a reassuring squeeze. “Obi-Wan please tell me what’s wrong. You’re scaring me.”
“Y/N, I am here for you...always.”
“And I you, unconditionally.”
You and him had bonded beyond your original comprehension over the years you had known him.
Next to Padmé, he was your closest friend.
You realized that this was not a typical moment of confiding between you.
Not when he placed his hand on your cheek, caressing it. He couldn’t contain the moment of shock when you leaned into his palm. A sigh fell from your lips as you were embraced by his actions.
It was warm, kind, familiar.
Your y/e/c eyes met his, your mouth breaking into a smile.
“I would do anything to see you smile as brightly as your are now. To see you smile like this each day. To bring that smile to your face as often as I can. If you’ll let me, Y/N/N.”
