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Anakin noticed the way Obi-Wan almost shook and it concerned him.

A year ago, he'd thought he'd never see Obi-Wan again. It never crossed his mind he would not only find him but fall passionately in love with the man. And now that he was here, he never wanted to give this up.

His one hand stayed in Obi-Wan's hair, but he wrapped his other arm around Obi-Wan's shoulder, trying to help him be still.

"Are you okay?"

"Yes."

It's clear and direct, but he entangles himself even more with Anakin, more in the force than physical. "Just a bit of an adrenaline crash, nothing to be concerned about."

He didn't adrenaline crash like this after battle, but he wasn't doing that dissociative thing here, so-

This.

Add in love and more this.

Anakin could really stay like this comfortably the rest of the night, maybe even fall asleep like this. And he was so tempted to pull Obi-Wan down completely and just sleep under an Obi-Wan blanket.

But even though Anakin would simply love that, he suspected Obi-Wan would hate it- at least eventually.

"You're going to get sticky," he said softly, moving his legs so that he was no longer holding Obi-Wan's down.

"You can go get cleaned up."

He kissed Anakin, softly, but rather than get up and move far he just used the force to pull a bottle of water and cloth to him. He used a little of the water and some friction to clean himself up, more water and less friction to clean up Anakin and then simply put both things down to curl up around Anakin.

"I know you hate this planet, but these breaks feel... good." They might be keeping him sane, even.

Or was that all Anakin?

Probably all Anakin.

Anakin wrapped his arms back around Obi-Wan and he turned his head so his face was in the other man's hair.

"Fine," he said, but there was not bite there. He was quite lazy in his response. "Tatooine is better than dealing with Palpatine. But when we've won, I'm going to make you stay at least a month on Alderaan or Naboo, and then you can tell me where you'd rather call home."

He tilted his chin up and kissed Anakin's throat, though it was barely more than a brush of lips over skin. "I do like Alderaan. My associations with Naboo are... less pleasant than yours." Most of what he likes is the peace, the quiet, the pause, and just being.

As much as Anakin enjoyed the rush of movement, of always doing something, if it would make Obi-Wan happy to be forever still on one planet, the rest of his life, Anakin would do it. Or at least he would make a concerted effort to do it. And if he had to do something that involved moving, it would be in persuit of giving Obi-Wan that peaceful life. Anakin could think of no better way to make up for all the damage and hurt he'd caused than to make Obi-Wan's life as peaceful as possible.

"How have you found the way to forgive me?" he said softly. He didn't expect an answer, he just still found it hard to believe Obi-Wan would love him after everything he's done.

"The same way you've found a way to forgive me, I imagine." It's quiet, and simple, and comes with a brush of a kiss over Anakin's shoulder. "Now if we could be convinced to forgive ourselves.... that would be a feat." He isn't expecting it to happen.

He isn't letting go of Anakin, though.

"Would we still be us if we forgave ourselves?" Anakin asked.

He wanted to be tracing lazy lines over Obi-Wan's back, but he was good and truely fucked. In the best way.

"I think I might pull a you and sleep ten hours." Okay, Obi-Wan usually slept fourteen or more hours after satisfying sex, but Anakin just didn't sleep long stretches of time to begin with.

That is a profound and deeply depressing question, so Obi-Wan just kisses Anakin's forehead and says, "Sleep." He'd be asleep, too, for at least a while.

But he hasn't forgotten Anakin just had surgery, and Anakin....

Really needs the rest.

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