✰︎𝙤𝙗𝙞𝙠𝙞𝙣 𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙨

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-𝙆𝙚𝙮-
☾︎= 𝗌𝗆𝗎𝗍/𝗇𝗌𝖿𝗐
✰︎= 𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗌𝗍
❥︎= 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿 or anything else

[𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘣𝘣𝘪𝘯𝘨/modern]

[𝙬]hen obi-wan found out he had a two week break from work, he had never been happier.

his bosses were working him to the bone recently and all he wanted was some time off for himself.

he first, got changed out of his uniform and into something more comfortable.

he then combed his hair, tying it into a bun and slid on some shoes.

he smiled and started himself off with a pink gin.

it lasted him about 15 minutes before he got sick of waiting and made his way out.

in the hallway, he ran into anakin, who was also ready.

"sorry obi-wan, mace needed to speak to me"
he apologised, tucking some hair behind his ear.

the older man nodded, understanding.
"i was begining to think you had stood me up"

"never"
he assured him, taking his hand and leading him outside.

they walked down the bustling streets of coruscant, before reaching a club.

this was there usual spot anytime they had time off or extra time on the weekend.

anakin liked to call it 'boozing and cruising'
because when they were both drunk enough to forget their own names, anakin would hijack a speeder and they'd drunk drive.
somewhere safe ofcourse, as to not hit anyone or anything.

the first time obi-wan suggested it, anakin was shocked.
"master, i never took you as one to break the rules"
he said.
"what's life without a little risk?"
the older man replied, shutting him up.
((god, i miss sirius black so much))

both men sat in a small booth and chatted for a minute, until a young, twi'lek woman came over with a notepad.

"i'm kih'ran and i'll be serving you tonight.
what's your poison of choice, gentleman?"
she asked, smiling kindly.

anakin looked at obi wan, signalling for him to order first.

"i'll have a pink gin please"
he said, politely.

khi'ran nodded, noting it down and looked to anakin.
"and you, sir?"

the younger man thought for a while then looked back.
"rum and coke, please"

the twi'lek nodded again and went off to go make their drinks.

"sooo..."
ani dragged out, looking over at his boyfriend.
"are we doing the usual later?"

obi-wan seemed to think for a minute.
"we'll see if i'm drunk enough"

the younger laughed, still not over the other's disregard for certain rules.

khi'ran came back, tray in hand.

she placed both drinks infront of the men and put the tray by her side.

"that'll be 7 credits, gents" she said, standing patiently.

obi-wan reached into his pocket but groaned.
it was empty.

"i've left my wallet at home"
he said, going slightly red under her gaze.

anakin chuckled and took his own out, handing her 10 credits as a tip.
she thanked him and walked off.

they both raised a glass and got to their drinks.

after their third or fourth, ani suggested they do shots.

obi-wan was definitely going to have a headache in the morning.

so they ordered shots, all in a straight line.

just looking at them made the jedi's stomach churn, but he pushed it back to please anakin.

they worked their way down the line, slowly getting more drunk.

both heads perked up as a song came on.
just dance by lady gaga was their drunk dance song.

skywalker slid out of the booth and dragged kenobi to the floor.

for being drunk, they were prettt good.
although, they still fumbled over eachother and giggled like teenaged girls.

when the song finished and the club started to die down, they too left.

anakin caught sight of a speeder and smirked.

"aniii" obi whined.
"i'm too tired"

the younger man huffed slightly.
"fine"

they called for a taxi and shuffled around in the back like a couple of incontent kittens.

when they got to obi-wan's house, they both stumbled through the front door and laughed when anakin fell ontop of him on the sofa.

he pressed a soft kiss to his lips and sat up.

they both passed out on the couch, but true to word, obi wan woke up with a splitting sore headache.

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don't drink under the legal age, kids