Both of you sat on the couch of your shared apartment; Anakin‘s arm slung over the back, behind you, as you cuddled next to him. The movie both of you were watching was entertaining, but not enough, and he could easily tell you were getting bored. he leaned down towards your face, whispering, „You look bored. You wanna do something else?“ His arm slowly fell from the back of the couch, wrapping around your waist, softly squeezing you to him.