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He tangled his fingers in the front of Anakin's tunic and hauled him in - where he slowly, deeply, and with a good deal of affection kissed him.

Because he was still all shattered shields and the inability to hold onto the force and he had things he needed to express.

Also because drugs. He wasn't even going to have come down before another dose of painkillers was dispensed into his IV.

He let Anakin go, stared at him, realized that his right arm was missing and laughed.

Which hurt - a lot but: "You did get so bored you dis mantled your arm. I'm sorry I didn't rescue you sooner."

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"People can see us," Anakin said, but he wasn't resisting, he kissed back.

"It was take apart my arm or start taking apart the equipment in the room and I think they want to keep that equipment together."

"I am aware," he said, serenely. "Bail's already concerned about my sanity, I think. We may as well make sure he has reason to be. ...You didn't lose any of the pieces did you?"

Of the arm. He's so intensely relieved by Anakin being okay and back he's making even less sense than he would otherwise be. There is no overstating that level of relief. If he were standing up his knees might have buckled.

"That's not how you reassure your friends," Anakin pointed out. But he brushed his complete hand through Obi-Wan's hair.

"My hand is fine. I still have everything. I'll put it all back together later. When you're asleep. Which you should be doing."

"I'll reassure him," and sleep, "later. I'm reassuring you for the moment." And himself. "I'll try to sleep if you lay down with me and at least try to rest."

He doubted Anakin had slept since they'd left the ship.

"If it will make you rest," Anakin said, climbing onto the bed. "You're going to be embarrassed with yourself when you wake up." But Anakin was already draping parts of himself as gently as possible across Obi-Wan.

"That is incredibly likely."

The pump near the IV emits a series of beeps, and dispenses another dose of medication.

He knows it, but he currently needs the contact so much more than he needs his dignity or pride. He shifts a bit to make room for Anakin, and gets his nose in Anakin's hair and a hand on Anakin's back.

"We need to update Bail's medical files to account for Force users. I could help myself if I could think."

"Shh," Anakin said. "You're injured." Anakin brought his finger up to Obi-Wan's lips. "We're resting."

He...

bit Anakin's finger.

Lightly, to be sure, but he still definitely and absolutely bit Anakin's finger.

Then he huffed softly out of his nose, curled up in a way that said he did not care about being injured, wrapped his hand possessively around Anakin's wrist, and-

Fell deeply into drugged sleep.

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