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Summary
They came to know their affections like an illness; they were moths fluttering around the tendrils of an open flame, and the night they fell together happened so naturally, as if the universe had been waiting for the right moment to excavate their emotions and lay them bare. There was no grand gesture of affection, or quivering tension set ablaze by conflict, only the inevitable confessions of heavy, burdened hearts. It’s a story that can’t help but begin, can’t help but to spin itself from start to finish, and then over again; love comes in different forms, and Anakin and Obi-wan were intimate with them all. And in a way, they had always known, always bled into each other until their organs ran in union, lungs and brains working as one. They were the ultimate team, intimate in a way that few people would ever experience. Having grown into men together, survived war together, cried together, laughed together—love was unavoidable, really.
But this is not a love story—because it can’t be.
Series
- Part 11 of Boonki's obikin oneshots and drabbles