𝙖𝙣𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣 𝙨𝙠𝙮𝙬𝙖𝙡𝙠𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙨

• suffer •

You had spent your whole life learning the way of the Jedi. Strength, control, and patience were just a few of the many disciplines you had learnt. Yoda himself had bestowed upon you some of the greatest teachings in the galaxy, and you were proud to have been a Jedi Knight, fighting for the Order.

But then Anakin Skywalker came along.

You knew of him since you were children, but you never really came into direct contact with him until you had both graduated from being Padawans. It was as though everything you learnt had been thrown out the window.

You were awestruck whenever he in your presence.

You were amazed every single time he opened his mouth.

You were astonished whenever you got a glance at his bare chest.

All in all, Anakin Skywalker had you in the palm of his hands - but he didn't want you.

You thought you had a control over your emotions, and the ability to lose your sense of attachment to everyone and everything. But you were proved wrong.

If sex could be epitomised into a man, he was it.

If beauty could be bottled as perfume, it would smell like him.

And if you tried anything with him, you would be killed.

Because he didn't want you.

Unlike you, Anakin had complete control over himself. He never once made any sexual comments, never looked at you for a single second longer than necessary, and never caught onto your flirtatious remarks and brushed them off as friendly compliments.

He was a great Jedi, which made him a bad crush.

"What should a Jedi do if they find themselves feeling something that they shouldn't be feeling?" You asked Yoda one day as you sat in his office.

"Hmm, an interesting question," He mused, rubbing his hands together while giving you a curious look. "And what sort of feeling might you be talking about?"

"Uh, I guess, lust?" You answered with a questioning tone, feeling embarrassed that you were exposing yourself to your Master.

"Ah, I see," Yoda said with a nod. "A difficult one, indeed. Uncontrollable, it may feel, but controllable, it is. Meditate on it, young Jedi. I trust you to retain control."

You left his office feeling confident, knowing that you were strong enough to hold back on your unwanted - and unreciprocated - feelings.

Just as you turned the corner, you banged into someone. Gasping, you stepped back to see none other than Anakin. "Oh my, I'm so sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going." Your eyes met his and it was like time slowed down. You practically saw stars floating around him as he gave you that brilliant smile, his eyes kind and bright.

"Don't worry about it, Y/N, I shouldn't have been going so fast," He said, his voice trapping you in delectation.

You did your best to hide your feelings from him, to ensure that he didn't find out. "Anyway, how are you?"

"I'm good," He answered, before raising his arm and leaning it on the wall. Your lips parted at the sight of him, and your body was begging to be taken by him.

"You look handsome today, Anakin," You said, unable to hold it back. "So, very handsome."

He chuckled as his cheeks slightly reddened, and he glanced down to the ground before his pretty eyes returned to yours. "I appreciate that, Y/N. And you know you look gorgeous, as always."