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Anakin leaned over the counter, just close enough to see that this man’s eyes shaded towards green from a different angle. There were flecks of gray on his temples and within his beard. He smelled sweet, like he’d dabbed perfume faintly behind his ears and the hollows of his neck. A dainty little gentleman.
A (late) entry for Bottom's Up! The prompt was: recently divorced writer!obi-wan who frequents a coffee shop owned by anakin who's actually using it as a front for his hitman business, but he's trying to hide that fact from the cute regular who just won't get the hint that this isn't a typical cafe.