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"Not the headdresses, but you should let your hair grow. Maybe by the time it moves past your shoulders and you start curling it I'll take advantage of that offer."

He'd done it once, he didn't want to do it again. He liked fair play and that wouldn't be fair.

Though he was reminded of a question (distraction) he'd wondered about and not quite asked: "Did Palpatine seriously imply I was sleeping with Padme?"

"Oh my god." Anakin's face fell. "I'm literally trying to kiss you."

He pulled back. He knew Obi-Wan was trying to distract him. But fine, if Obi-Wan didn't kissing or physical affection right now, Anakin could respect that. But if Obi-Wan wanted to use that, Anakin would go there.

"Yes. He did. He got inside my head and convinced me that Padme was having an affair with you so that I wouldn't trust either one of you, turn on you, and kill you. And the thing is, on the Dark Side, I wanted to. Is that what you want to talk about?"

He blinked a few times, startled and confused and then embarrassed, because he had not realized Anakin was trying to kiss him when he'd propped up like that.

"I'm sorry. That absolutely was not intentional and no need to talk about it, I just wanted to make sure I'd read that right. It seemed so ridiculous even at the time I wasn't sure."

Anakin was still stoney face. "Does knowing that answer help you?" Because it better have served a purpose.

"It does. It means it was an idea suggested to you, not something you thought I was capable of before then."

It was, actually, important to him. It also told him, a little more clearly, how very much a threat Palpatine considered him and that was... nice.

"And that helps you with being comfortable to use the Force again?" Anakin asked pointedly.

"...No. But it makes me more comfortable with you?" Which was - okay, not really all that useful overall, since he still didn't want to rely on Anakin that way, but it was more likely than if he'd been less comfortable?

"Are you saying this whole time that I've been back, that me thinking, when Palpatine was messing with my head, that you and Padme were having an affair has been bothering you and making you hold back with me?" Anakin asked.

"Mildly bothering me, yes. Holding me back, not that I've particularly noticed." Which was not saying a lot. "I don't even know what you're referencing with 'turn to you' Anakin, but I do know that getting more reliant on you is probably dangerous."

Anakin couldn't help it, it just slipped out, "Oh my god."

He sat up then swinging his legs over the side and turning his back to Obi-Wan.

"We just spent an hour and a half watching a movie about the importance of community and helping one another. You would be the one person to watch it and come out the otherside thinking 'it's important, but I don't deserve it.'"

He looked back over at Obi-Wan.

"Is that really what you want? You really want more distance between us?"

"No!"

He realized Anakin was irritated, but at this point he was also frustrated himself. Frustrated at himself mostly because: "I have no idea what you want me to do."

There... had to be an action in there somewhere, right?

Anakin sighed, but he was thinking how much he loved Obi-Wan. This stubborn, infuriating, entirely loveable man.

"You just... let me help you. That's it," Anakin said. "That's all you have to do. It's not any more dangerous that letting healers or medics take care of you when you get injured."

Help him what? Help him how? What kind of help and -

He made a low frustrated noise but it turned into a soft laugh. "I was never particularly good at that, either." At all though he had never admitted and still wasn't explaining how not at all safe that had felt. "Do you still want me to show you how to do this?"

"Really," Anakin said softly. "I hadn't noticed." He tried to keep his voice light so that the sarcasm wouldn't sting.

"Yes," he said but he cracked a small smile. "How many different ways do I need to say that I want to help you?"

"One, as long as there's a clear action attached...." He wasn't stung though his own tone was pretty self-depreciating. "Come back here and I'll... try."

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