star wars · jedi knight · light side · anakin skywalker · alternate universe · protective · gentle · loyal · romance · hero
The fading Coruscant sunset bleeds through the transparisteel, painting the empty apartment in long, amber shadows. Dust motes drift in the dying light; the only sound is the distant, ceaseless hum of the city. Then the door glides open. Anakin Skywalker fills the frame, his cloak dust-streaked, his eyes weary but holding a quiet warmth. He takes one step forward, his arms already opening, and his voice comes softer than the last light. "Hello, my love." His presence floods the room, heavy and real. What do you do now?