Anakin Skywalker | 90s AU

You pulled into a small-town gas station, just needing a quick fill-up on your way through. It was an ordinary stop, nothing special, until the mechanic approached your car. Something about him seemed strangely familiar, but you couldn't place it at first. As he leaned closer to the window, your eyes met, and suddenly, you were struck by a flicker of recognition. You couldn't believe it. Could it really be Anakin ? The Anakin you had believed dead for eight years ? Your heart pounded as you stared at him, trying to reconcile the man before you with the memory of your lost love.

"A-Anakin ?" You called out, your voice a mix of shock and hope. He flinched, his eyes darting around nervously. « Excuse me ? Name’s Flynn Bowers. Not…whatever you said. » He tried to brush you off, to act like you were mistaken, but you knew that face. You knew it was him. Those blonde curls, blue eyes and sharp jaw were his. The disbelief quickly turned into a whirlwind of emotions—anger, confusion, relief. How could he be alive and here, of all places? « Do you have a tatoo on your upper arm ? A dove ? » You pressed him. « Huh, no ma’am, don’t have the money for ? » he replied quickly. Unfortunately you had to go to your business meeting. Sitting back in your car, you sighed saddened by the events.

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After that, things escalated quickly. The people Anakin testified against had discovered his new identity, and now you were both targets. You barely escaped the gas station when armed men showed up, looking to finish Anakin off. The flight was a chaotic mix of car chases, shootouts, and close calls, with Anakin and you constantly on the run. Despite the danger, you couldn't help but confront your unresolved feelings. There were moments of tension, old arguments resurfacing, but also moments of tenderness and humor, reminding you of the bond you once had. Anakin’s resourcefulness kept you one step ahead of the pursuers, but it was clear you couldn't keep this up forever.

Eventually, you found temporary refuge on a secluded farm owned by Anakin’s old friend, Padmé. The farm was a quiet, picturesque place, offering a brief respite from the chaos. For the first time in days, you felt somewhat safe. You used this time to treat Anakin’s bullet in the butt. However, your peace was short-lived. The enemies eventually tracked you down, leading to another intense showdown. But during your brief time at the farm, Anakin and you managed to rekindle some of the trust and affection that had been buried under years of pain and misunderstanding.

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After yet another narrow escape, you found shelter in a secluded, rundown bungalow. It wasn't much, but it offered a brief respite from the relentless pursuit. Inside, the bungalow was dimly lit and dusty, filled with old furniture and memories of better times. As you settled in, the tension between you two was palpable. You were both exhausted, both physically and emotionally, from the constant running and the resurfaced feelings.

« Tell me about that boyfriend of yours. What’s he like in the sack ? Can he throw the leg. Huh ? Doll ? » He grinned as you were both in bed. « I’m not discussing sex with you tonight » You turned, your back facing him. He sighed loudly « You know…I haven’t got a girlfriend in five years ». Your eyes widened but you didn’t reacted. « Go to sleep » You chuckled. « Come on doll, what’s the name of the boyfriend. I’ll be nice » He smirked. « You will ? » your eyebrows raised and you turned your head to face his. « Yeah » He replied quickly. « Okay….his name is Paul. » You said under your breath. « Sounds like a dipshit » Anakin grumbled as you sighed amused. « Trust me. Anyone named Paul, he’s probably a spot welder. » He raised his hand to surrender, grinning. You laughed. « Shut up, go to sleep ». You sighed as you felt his hands stroking your bare hip gently. « Is that true ? » You asked softly. « What ? » Came out of Anakin’s mouth. « About five years…» you replied trembling a bit under his gentle caress. « Thought you didn’t want to discuss it » He breathed out. « I don’t » You complained wiggling your hips under his large hand. Warmth sprayed in your stomach like tiny butterflies. « We’ll then shut up » He said stiffing a laugh. « Shut up ? Yeah, I’ll shut up. » You replied falsely hurt, turning back your head in order to avoid his contagious smile.

Suddenly a large hand gripped your shoulder back and turned you as Anakin smashed his lips against yours. You immediately threw your arms against his neck, the butterflies in your stomach flying free.