《Star Wars {ONESHOTS AND SMUTS}》Obi-Wan Kenobi
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My eyes widened as I looked at the test again...
Positive...
I was pregnant... Obi-Wan was gonna kill me...
I sat on the floor of the bathroom, crying.
I wanted to be happy, but Obi-Wan and I were Jedis.
We would be kicked out of the order if someone found out.
I heard someone enter my room.
"Y/n?" Anakins voice called out.
I hid the test and left the room.
"Hey Anakin, can I help you?"
"Are you alright Y/n? You're crying..." he mumbled, wiping my tears away.
"Yeah, I'm fine. I just hit my shin hard." I chuckled.
"Well, my master wanted you to know that he would be back later." He said.
I felt dread pool inside of me.
Anakin sensed my dread and looked at me, confused.
"Why are you upset about him returning?" He questioned.
"Anakin... just look." I said as I entered the restroom and grabbed the test, showing him.
His eyes widened.
"Well that's certainly not what I expected." He said.
"You aren't angry?" I questioned.
"Why should I be, I got Padme pregnant." He chuckled.
I shook my head at his antics.
"Obi-Wan would be furious..."
"Most likely."
"That's not helping." I laughed at Anakin.
"Anakin... I have an idea, but I'd need your help." I said.
"This better not be a dumb idea."
"What if I... just ran away? He can't be mad if he doesn't know."
"That is the dumbest idea you've ever had, but if thats what you want to do, I'll help."
"It's the safest idea, so we don't get kicked out of the order, and I don't get killed." I sighed.
"What do you need help with?"
"I need a pilot, and I need an idea on where to go."
"I'm sure Padme would be happy to have company."
"Can you call and make sure?" I asked, setting the test on the counter.
He nodded and stepped away to contact Padme about it. I packed a bag while he called.
"Padme said she would love to have you over, so no need to pack, plus it would make him suspicious."
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"Why wouldn't I pack because I'm going there?"
"She's going to give you outfits."
I put the stuff I packed back and left the room with Anakin, grabbing the pregnancy test on the way out.
Anakin turned the corner but quickly pinned me to the wall and covered me with his robe.
"Anakin what the-" I started, but was cut off by his hand covering mouth.
"Dang it Anakin! If you're going to be with the Queen, do it in private." Obi-Wans voice said.
"I'm sorry master." He said as he continued to hide me until he went away.
"Sorry about that, Obi-Wan was there." He said, quickly leading me out of the building.
He got into his ship and helped me inside.
"Thank you." I said as he helped me up and closed the door.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" He asked.
"What other choice so I have?"
"Good point." He sighed, taking off.
"You may want to sit down because we are going to be entering hyperspace." He said, preparing for hyperspace.
I nodded and sat down, holding onto the arm rests.
After the initial jump, it was fine.
He looked at the map.
"We have about 10 minutes until we leave hyperspace." He said.
I decided to do the only reasonable thing, I slept until it was time.
I woke up and held onto the arm rests, tired.
Anakin landed the ship and helped me off.
"Thank you." I said to him again.
Padme ran over to me and smiled.
"Y/n! You look so beautiful! It's been so long." She said as she tightly hugged me.
"It's wonderful to see you again." I said with a smile.
Padmes eyes locked onto Anakin.
"I'll show you to your room in a second." She said to me, walking over to Anakin.
I chuckled and entered her palace.
I was met with two young kids grabbing into my legs.
"Oh! Who are you two?" I asked.
"I'm Luke!" A young blonde boy smiled.
"And I'm Leia!" A brown haired girl smiled.
The young boy admired my outfit.
"Are you a Jedi?!" He said, his mouth handing open.
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"Yes, I am."
"I can't wait to be a Jedi!" Luke exclaimed, swinging around a fake lightsaber.
"Luke, behave yourself." Padme said, entering the room.
"Follow me." She smiled at me, taking my hand and leading me to my room.
My eyes widened at the room in front of me.
"This will be your room, are you visiting or living here?" She asked.
"I don't know, I'm just avoiding Obi-Wan."
"Living it is! You're gonna love it here!" She smiled as Anakin entered the room.
"Anakin, thank you for taking me here."
"It was no problem, but are you sure you want this? This is your last chance to go back..."
"I'm certain. But please don't ever tell Obi-Wan where I am. If he keeps asking, give him this, tell him I'm pregnant, but don't say where I am."
I said, handing him the pregnancy test in a bag.
He nodded and put it in his pocket.
"And one more thing. May the force be with you." I said to him before he left the room.
"You too, Master Y/n." He said, leaving.
"So Y/n, how far are you due?" Padme asked.
Luke and Leia played with my four year old daughter, Eliza.
She had her fathers eyes. Padme smiled at me.
"They grow up so fast."
"They do." I replied.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
"I'll get it." I told her.
I walked over to the door and opened it, seeing Obi-Wan Kenobi.
"Hel-" I cut him off by shutting the door on his face.
"Padme, it's Obi-Wan, take the kids to my room and stay there with them." I said, feeling a bit scared.
Padme quickly led them into my room and shut the door.
I opened the front door and saw a slightly annoyed Obi-Wan.
"Sorry about that." I awkwardly laughed.
"So... you left because you were pregnant..." he said, gently cupping my cheek.
"How did you know?" I asked.
"Did you forget that you left the pregnancy test?" He questioned.
"Huh, I guess I did forget." I mumbled.
"Can I see them ..?" He asked.
"I guess there would be no harm is doing so."
I gently took his hand and led him to my room.
"Why are there three kids?" He asked with wide eyes.
Padme looked at me.
"It's alright, I'm not hiding from him anymore." She sighed in relief and led Luke and Leia out of the room.
"I'll let you two talk." She smiled.
"The two that just left are Padmes, and this little girl is Eliza... she's ours." I said, gently putting her into his arms.
She looked so much like him, tears fell down his eyes.
"Wait... How did you find me?!" I questioned.
"I tricked Anakin into telling me." He smirked.
I shook my head a chuckled.
"Of course you did."
"I'm... I'm sorry about leaving... I didn't want you to get kicked out of the order..."
"Darling, I'd leave the order if you asked me to."
"But why would I make you do that? You love the order more than anything."
"That's not even close to true, Y/n... I love you and Eliza more than anything. Way more than the order." He said, holding me close with his free arm.
"I'm ready to leave the order and take care of our kid, are you?" He asked.
"I have been doing that for years." I laughed.
Eliza looked up at Obi-Wan and grasped his face in her hands.
Obi-Wans lips stretched into a smile.
"She looks just like you." He said, smiling at me.
"She has your eyes. And personality, it's a pain to get her to follow rules."
Obi-Wan scoffed.
"I follow rules!" He defended playfully.
"Mhm, you got in a relationship with another Jedi, drank alcohol, and got someone pregnant." I teased.
"That is true." He chuckled, kissing my head.
"Don't you dare leave me again." He mumbled into my ear.
I jokingly ran out of the palace door.
Obi-Wan set down Eliza carefully and chased after me.
"NO! NOT AGAIN Y/N! FOR KRIFFS SAKE!" He yelled, chasing me.
I was faster than him, but I had less stamina. He was the opposite. So once I started slowing down, he caught me very easily.
We laughed together.
He picked me up bridal style and sat down, placing me on his lap.
His lips pressed against mine.
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