After 11 years of training, you and Anakin, two best friends since childhood, had finally become real Jedi. This was a huge moment, however, it came with its risks.

This time, Anakin had come back from his mission disgruntled and injured. He was limping. As soon as he saw you, a smile spread across his face and he moved towards you, agonizingly slow.

“Oh, my angel.” He whispered as he limped towards you. He was injured, his left arm cut and his right leg cut.