Join Me, (Y/N) (Anakin Skywalker X Reader)

Chapter Five

You woke to the sound of screaming.

The voice was masculine, and seemed to be in a straining pain.

You bolted up right, your breathing fast and forced. You ran a hand through your (h/c) hair and looked down at the soft, white sheets that were tucked around your body. You looked around the room, raising your hand a clicking your fingers.

The lights sprang on.

You got up and found your trusted boots and pulled them onto your feet. The night gown that the maid had made you wear fell down by your ankles and was black fabric. It was delicately sewed and had lace sewn over the breasts pads which cupped your boobs comfortably.

Your shoulders were bare. You looked around for some sort of shawl to wrap around them, you wandered to the wardrobe and searched.

You found everything but a shawl.

You pulled out a worn Jedi robe. The material was gentle against your skin. You figured that it would be warm, so you pulled it over your head and snuggly fitted into it, like a glove into a hand.

You hugged your frail body and walked out, following the painful screams. You walked until the screams grew louder, closer.

Louder.

Closer.

Louder.

Closer.

You pressed the button and the doors opened. Lying there, shirtless, was Anakin. Sweat dribbled over his body. His face was crinkled into a structure which reeked pain. His body thrashed violently against an invisible force.

You felt pity rise in your chest and you walked over to the man who had offered you the universe.

"Padme!" He screamed in pain.

Padme?

Who was Padme?

You say on the dark lords bed and took his bulky, strong arm in your frail fingers and squeezed gently.

"It's just a dream." You said.

He seemed to calm slightly, but it was plainly obvious that he was still having a nightmare.

You held his shoulders and shook with all the strength you had, it was better then nothing.

Anakin sprung awake, sweat beading on his forehead as he met your (e/c) gaze. "(Y-Y/N)? (Y/N)! What're you doing in here?"

"I heard you screaming." You confessed. "I was alittle worried."

"You were worried..?" He repeated.

"Yes, you heard me correctly." You stated, wrapping your arms around your skinny frame. You looked away from his surprised but smug expression.

"Where-where did you find that?" He said quietly, grasping the Jedi robe in his fist. The only emotion that held his face was pain, guilt and fear.

"It was in my wardrobe."

"Why're you wearing it?"

"I was cold."

"Do you realize what this is?" He met your gaze.

"No, I can't say that I do." You muttered.

"Take it off." He said quietly.

"What? But I'm cold."

"Take it off!" He grasped the robe and yanked it off of your body. He threw it across the room. You just sat there and stared at him.

He breathed heavily looking back at you,"Go back to your room, and go back to sleep."

"Wait, can I ask you something?"

"Aslong as its quick."

"Are we just gonna stay on this ship?"

"No, we're already travelling to a planet."

"Which one?" You asked.

"And why would I tell you? You could send an S.O.S to one of your friends, I'm a lot of things, (Y/N), but I'm not stupid."