Enough: Anakin Skywalker x Reader

                                    

                                          
A/N: sorry this doesn't even sound like anakin at all, wrote this when i felt rlly dead so lowkey a tad depressing, PLEASE REQUEST
                          
Warnings: bad geography of coruscant, sh*t writing, idk
                          
Word Count: 813
                          
'Y/N?'
                          
You look up from where you're standing by the window, chewing on your lip. 'Is he here?' You ask, hope permeating your voice. The Jedi in your doorway nods her head, and your heart leaps.
                          
You've missed Anakin. You've missed his arms around you at night, you've missed his brooding yet uplifting presence around your quarters, you've missed the stolen kisses when no one's looking. You've missed his laugh, his voice, his hand on your shoulder, missed the subtle exchanged looks of longing, of love.
                          
And now he's back, but even as a bright smile lights up your face, you feel a twinge of sadness, because the two of you will always be hiding yourselves from the other Jedis. But you knew that when you started your relationship with Ani; he made sure of it. And of course, there's the other thing that occupies your mind; the fact that you feel like you'll never be enough for his fierce and wild spirit, never enough when he wakes up with a cry after a nightmare, never enough for him and how perfect he is.
                          
Hurrying towards the door, you jog towards the landing pad you know your lover will land on and squint as the evening sun of Coruscant sets, painting your surroundings gold, its light reflecting off the ship that is being skilfully piloted down to land. You beam, waving as you glimpse Ani in the cockpit. In seconds, he's climbing out of the ship and you're running towards him, throwing your arms around him as he lifts you up and spins you around, the cloth of your cloak splaying out around you like a skirt.
                          
'Ani,' you gasp, out of breath from how hard he's squeezing you. Slowly, reluctantly, he releases you, cupping your face in his hands and gently tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear, a tender smile on his lips. He leans forward to kiss you, then hesitates, glancing around to see if anyone's there. After a moment, he dips his head and fits his mouth to yours, kissing you sweetly, filling you with his passion, his love. You feel a pang of sadness as you see how perfect he is compared to you, how much more he deserves.
                          
'Hey,' he whispers softly.
                          
'Hi,' you reply, blushing slightly and looking down at your feet, suddenly shy.
                          
'What's wrong?' He asks.
                          
'Nothing,' you mumble, looping your arm through his and dragging him inside. You fake a smile, brightening your voice. 'Come on, Ani, you need a shower!'
                          
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You're lying on your bed, staring up at the ceiling, when Ani walks in, his hair still wet from his shower. You hold out your arms in a silent request, and he scoops you up into his arms as he slumps down next to you, dropping a kiss to the top of your head. Burying your face in his chest, you curl your arms around him, tightly fisting your fingers in the back his shirt, inhaling his comforting scent, reminding yourself that he's here now, and you should relish it, not dwell on the fact that you never feel enough for him.
                          
You feel tears prick in your eyes as he smooths a hand over your hair and pulls you close to him, murmuring a soft 'I love you.' A lump forms in your throat, and you nod, afraid that if you answer he'll hear the wobble in your voice.
                          
'Hey,' he says, and you can tell from his tone that he's detected your resent, your wish that you could be more. A sob breaks from your throat, and Anakin sits up from beneath you, gently encircling you with his strong arms and prising you off him so he can see your face. Tears spill down your cheeks as all of your held in emotion overflows, and you can't bring yourself to look him in the eyes as he cups your face, running a thumb over your cheekbone.
                          
'Y/N?' He says softly. 'What's wrong?'
                          
'I...' You shake your head, unable to force your words out, burying your face in his neck again, your body shuddering with stifled sobs.
                          
'Hey,' Ani whispers. 'I've got you, my love. I'm here now.'
                          
'I - I'm not enough,' you choke out, feeling disgusted at how pathetic you must sound.
                          
There's a pause while Anakin deciphers your words through your sobs, and suddenly he's cupping your face in his hands and looking you deep in the eyes. 'No,' he growls forcefully. 'You are perfect. I'm the one who isn't enough,' he says. 'I'm the one who doesn't deserve you. You hear me?' You nod, and he kisses your forehead, tenderly caressing your face before he pulls you close and squeezes you.
                          
'You'll always be enough for me,' he murmurs, then after a pause, 'I love you, Y/N.'
                          
'I - I love you too, Anakin.'