[yes this is a hamilton/ star wars crossover, so what?]

the dark night invaded your bedroom when you awoke from a harsher breeze. reaching out, hoping the warmth of your husband would aid the chill that raised goosebumps on your arms. yet reaching as far as you could you realized your husband was not found beside you.

you were confused for a moment than you remembered who your husband was. lying back on your soft pillow with a sigh, you swung your legs over the side of the warm bed to go coax your husband back to bed.

padding across the cool floor, you walked straight to his study (well as straight as you could, sleep still possessing half of your mind.) your husband really never seemed to let himself rest, he was always working, writing like he was running out of time.

you knocked softly once before pulling the heavy door open. your husband eyes meeting your once before looking back down at the many papers atop his table. the ghost of a smile found your lips upon seeing your husband, a fact you could never help.

"Anakin.. come back to sleep." you urged quietly, knowing your asking usually worked on nights not unlike this one. "my darling, I have an early meeting and it's miles away." he responded without looking up from whatever he was scribling down.

"it's still dark outside." you remind, feeling too tired for this but knowing if it helped your husband or even you get a few more hours of sleep or even just the other's presence. it was more than worth it. "I know.. I just need to write this down." he added, looking up at you for a moment. his tired eyes meeting your for a moment, almost asking you to simply go back to bed. not worry about him, though he knew this was very unlikely. as well that he was never one to challenge you and that your efforts would be successful, eventutally.