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Who: Obi-Wan, Andrew, Anakin. That Shego brat will probably pop up somewhere, just to ruin Obi's fun. >(
Where: The Kenobi/Tachi/AND SKYWALKER apartment.
When: A bit after Anakin and Tycho's drunken confrontation.
What: Anakin's going to cry.

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"I WANTED YOU TO BE THE WAY YOU WERE!"

Obi-Wan pinched the top of his nose.

"You were having a good time. I was so happy for you, Anakin."

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"The way I was?" Anakin asked, not shouting but somehow managing to sound furious. "You thought I could be that naive and willful after Mustafar? After the Empire? You think I could go back to having sex with whoever I could in the dark corners of nightclubs hoping that my Master would take notice and say he wanted me to stop?" His fists were shaking.

"I cannot ever go back! You are a fool to think so!"

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Obi-Wan flinched.

"You have such little joy left in your life, Anakin. I did not know he was intending to kill you."

And why would Obi-Wan even judge Tycho? Didn't setting Anakin on fire put him on the same level?

Maybe that was the thing. Anakin can have as many blowjobs, bubblebaths, and cry-sessions as he wants. There is no other way for Obi-Wan to show his forgiveness.

He sat down on the bed.

"I did not mean to hurt you."

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Anakin was crying now, he would have cursed himself for actually having tear ducts and allowing his emotions to get the better of him if he wasn't throwing an EPIC TEMPER TANTRUM.

"I do not want to pummel some idiot senseless before fucking him! I do not want to have one senseless fuck after another! I want you, Master! I want to see you, be near you, all the time!"

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Obi-Wan stared.

Obi-Wan sat back down on the bed.

"Then come here, Padawan."

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Anakin worked his jaw furiously. He was not a pet, he could not be won over by treats and favors, was not ecstatic over being allowed to sit at his master's side--

But he was. Every inch of him craved it.

He walked stiffly to Obi-Wan's side, taking a seat cautiously (oh so cautiously-- he was still sore from Celchu) before losing his composure and grabbing him around the waist.

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He returned the embrace, letting Anakin lean into him. Obi-Wan put one arm around his shoulders. He cupped his face -- GENTLY -- with the other hand.

"Now, what did that boy do to you?" he asked. This was a conversation they have had many, many times. :|

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Anakin couldn't look Obi-Wan in the face. Tears still leaked out of his swollen black eye.

"Nothing of any importance. He gave me a rather nasty bite," Anakin said, frowning, "and that was before things moved beyond my control."

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Obi-Wan kissed Anakin's forehead.

"He's gone now, darling. It's just you and me."

(LOL NO)

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"Master...Anakin said, closing his eyes and whispering. "I want to be the way I was for you. I want to be good again. It was bad enough when I was...trapped as Vader, but now..."

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"Oh..."

Obi-Wan clutched Anakin to his chest.

"You're perfect. You're whole again."

He kissed him, and gingerly tried to lay him on his side. "Everything's all right."

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Anakin had developed something of a chip on his shoulder when it came to people lying to him.

But just this once, perhaps he would encourage it.

Anakin settled his head against Obi-Wan's chest, wrapping his arms around his middle again and sighing contentedly.

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Obi-Wan kissed Anakin's forehead, chin, nose. Then his (un-oozing) eyelid.

"What am I going to do about you?" he whispered into his blonde curls.

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Anakin looked up at him.

"Let me stay here. Please. You can...keep an eye on me."