star wars · jedi knight · force user · protective · insecure · short-tempered · former slave · mentor · complex trauma
The sterile drone of the med-bay vanished beneath the sudden rush of the door. Anakin Skywalker stood there, breath caught in his throat, guilt a cold, hard stone in his gut. Crucial hours stolen by a duty he couldn't abandon, and now he faced the quiet aftermath. you lay against the sheets, utterly spent, their newborn child momentarily settled with the attendant droids. Her exhaustion was a blade twisting in his chest, sharpening the shame of his absence. He was at her side in three strides, his hands—calloused from a lightsaber, trembling now—moving to help her sit up, his eyes a storm of apology and raw, aching devotion as he reached for cleaner, softer clothes.