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[darkforcerising]

Anakin watched Obi-Wan leave because that was a side of him yet to be seen, and he wasn't shy about what he was doing. But when he let the minute drag long enough, he turned to the dresser to pull out a shirt.

"Why do you want me in shorts?" he called after Obi-Wan.

[neverjedi]

"I'm offering options. If you're comfortable in jeans, it's fine." You weirdo.



He stripped his underwear off, tossed them in his hamper, washed up and then came back naked and went to the dresser to grab a pair of shorts, t-shirt, and yeah, clean boxer briefs (red ones this time) for himself.

[darkforcerising]

He was still by the dresser when Obi-Wan came back, in the (slow) process of changing his shirt. Anakin could stare, right? He was pretty sure he could stare. Obi-Wan was just boldly walking around like that, how could he not watch and show that he was enjoying the view. He was even distracted enough to not be - or show embarrassment for his scars revealed now that he was shirtless.

[neverjedi]

Anakin was absolutely welcome to watch all he wanted. In fact, Obi-Wan didn't seem to even notice the attention.

The scars he noticed and left unremarked upon, though he did drag his fingers up Anakin's arm, from elbow to shoulder, and then up the side of his neck. Just a casual, passing, touch before he moved away far enough to start pulling clothes on.

[darkforcerising]

The touch sent shivers up Anakin's spine and also broke the spell he was under. Just enough that he could pull the shirt on over his head and tug it down while watching Obi-Wan.

The man had a beautiful body!

And it wasn't as if he expected this to happen again. Hoped, but if it didn't, the memories would be worth it.

"I'm gonna wash my hand and then I'll join you on the couch."

[neverjedi]

He nodded slightly - not unhappy just quiet, and retreated to the living room - which was still visible from the bedroom because New York - got the rest of his clothes picked up and into the hamper, put the game away and by the time Anakin had finished washing up was curled comfortably up in a corner of the sofa.

When Anakin came back he held one out to him in invitation.

Would it happen again? No idea. He would be more sorry if it didn't than if it did, though.

[darkforcerising]

Anakin came back into the room and took Obi-Wan's hand and sat next to him.

"Did you hid the shirt I won?" He kept his face as even as possible for as long as possible.

[neverjedi]

"It's in the hamper in the bedroom. You're welcome to retrieve it if you want." He wrapped one arm around Anakin, slid down lower in the seat and outright turned Anakin into a blanket over him.

[darkforcerising]

"You say one thing," Anakin hmmed, but didn't protest as Obi-Wan pulled him in. In fact, Anakin much preferred touching and being touched - it had been a rough year and a half.

"But you're doing things that make it impossible."

[neverjedi]

"I'm not doing anything," he said, leaning his head back, closing his eyes and trailing his fingers up and down Anakin's back.

He had no idea what time it was. Late enough that morning was going to hurt.

Worth it.

[darkforcerising]

This wasn't bad at all. Maybe he would grab the shirt later.

"What time do we need to be up?"

[neverjedi]

That got a smile out of him - nearly a grin. "I have to be at the rink at 9. You can sleep for probably another hour, if you want or need it."

[darkforcerising]

"I guarantee that I will fall asleep after you and wake up before you. But I'll take that time to run back to my apartment and grab my meds."

But, to make sure that worked...

He let go of Obi-Wan's hand and pulled out his phone and set about six alarms to make sure he made it back to his apartment and then to the rink.

"I usually keep them on me, but they check you for Adderall at EDM concerts."

[neverjedi]

"Okay." He nuzzled lightly at Anakin's hair and hooked one of his legs around Anakin's. He was sleepy. Couldn't help it. "Class is from 9:30 to 10:30, Assume another half-hour for me to get everyone out." He didn't know what he was talking about at that point - or rather he did, but not why. He was just... content, sated, and sleepy.

[darkforcerising]

Anakin didn't really sleep. It wasn't because he was uncomfortable - he very much was. But it was difficult for him without his meds for various reasons, and he didn't want to wake up from a deep sleep in a strange place, and his mind freak out because he didn't initially recognize where he was. Instead, he'd put air pods in and played games on his phone, enjoying the soft rise and fall of Obi-Wan's chest, until his first alarm went off: GET YOUR MEDS!

He stole a kiss from Obi-Wan as the other man woke up and then rushed out the door so he could grab an Uber to his apartment. His next alarm (another reminder about meds) was going off when he was opening his front door. Meds first. And then he rushed up to his sleeping area to grab new clothes when the next alarm sounded: BRUSH YOUR TEETH. Oh right, he shouldn't forget that. And then: SHOWER. Shouldn't forget that either.

Ten minutes later he was washed, dressed in clean clothes and he was reaching for the front door handle when his fifth alarm went off: GRAB YOUR BAG. And he realized he'd forgotten to pick up his backpack before leaving. And he double backed for that.

Then- Then he was ready to go down and order and Uber to the rink.

He was walking through the rink doors when the last alarm went off: YOU BETTER FUCKING BE ON YOUR WAY, 15 MINS.

He smiled at his past self and loped up the stands to sit and wait for the class to start.

Three songs in his air pods later, a pack of small - small - children spilled out onto the ice along with their instructor.

[neverjedi]

His morning was pretty leisurely, by comparison. He woke up, reheated some of yesterday's leftovers for breakfast, took a shower and brushed his teeth and otherwise groomed, started a load of laundry and then got dressed.

Yes. In that order.

Dressed was a fresh pair of older jeans, a sweater and sneakers for the trip to the rink and white skates out onto it.

He was surprised to see Anakin already there when he went out onto the ice with his kid, but if the grin was anything to go by it was a really pleasant surprise. Then he refocused on his kids and teaching them.

Today's lessons meaning, mostly, how to use hour glass shape figures to move forward and backward, though interspersed by a lot of redirecting them onto task, preventing squabbles, picking kids who fell down up and comforting them and -

For the last twenty minutes doing it with the youngest (barely 3) year old planted solidly on his hip with her thumb in her mouth because she was having a shy day.

They all learned something though and at the end, when it was down to him and one little boy with ratty jeans and hand-me-down shakes left, he glanced up into the bleachers, didn't see either of his parents yet.

So he took him out on the ice and gave him a little more instruction and attention, mostly just talking and encouraging and ended by picking up the kid and doing a rapid, tight, spin that got his mind off wondering about his ride and made him laugh.

At that point mom was there, harried and sorry and apologetic and talking about getting out of work late and dad dropping off. Obi-Wan reassured her, ruffled the kids hair and finally skated over to the wall and Anakin.

"Sorry about the delay. It won't take me long to get out of skates."

[darkforcerising]

When it was clear the last child was going to be picked up, Anakin stood up and walked down to the rink.

"You're adorable with children."

Anakin wanted to lean across the wall and kiss Obi-Wan but he didn't know if that's what Obi-Wan would want.

"There were some moments there when I thought they would trample you and you'd be toast."

[neverjedi]

He assumed with Anakin's career, or rather former career, there may be some hang-ups about public displays of affection with another man, so he didn't try to make contact.

"Luckily, I'm faster than they are." He skated around to the opening and went to where Anakin was, and sat on the bench set a bit back so he could start unlacing his skates. "They're good kids. And if nothing else they've taught me some patience."

[darkforcerising]

Anakin leaned against the wall opposite where Obi-Wan sat down.

"You?" Anakin asked, feigning innocence. "Need to learn patience?" Can you blame Anakin for being amused.

"Maybe I can teach one or two chess to give you more practice."

[neverjedi]

"I just spent a large part of an hour holding a small child with metal attached to her feet happened to be dangling in my crotch. You are responsible for all future risk-taking involving children under 16."

Absolutely cool, and moving on to taking the second skate off.

"I do actually want to see you get steady on skates, you realize. That may be all the practice I need with patience, anyway."

[darkforcerising]

"I was promised food, and looking at exotic animals," Anakin pointed out. "And I'm much easier to teach when I'm not hangry."

[neverjedi]

He pointedly thunked the second skate onto the floor and picked up his sneakers to pull them on.

"I'm treating it as a long term project. I also want to find you a pair of hockey skates for you, since I don't see you wanting to do anything that involves leaping into the air, they should be easier for you."

[darkforcerising]

"So..." Anakin said playfully. "What I'm hearing is... you want to see me again, and do things with my body." And he dared Obi-Wan with a look, to tell him he'd misinterpreted what Obi-Wan had said.

[neverjedi]

"Well, yes," he agreed, "but I also want you to get comfortable enough on skates to play with me more."

...What is he not supposed to be willing to admit he wants to continue this? He isn't.

[darkforcerising]

"I'm still hearing that you want to do things with my body." Still teasing, but he gave a little. "Yes, I want that."

He wanted to say more, he wanted to say all the things he wanted to do with Obi-Wan, from the mundane of staying in bed all day while Obi-Wan explained the physics of a triple axel jump to the exciting of skydiving free falling 13,000 meters with him - if he could get him to do it. He wanted to gush, and rush, and push, because this was thrilling and he hadn't experienced it in such a long time.

But he didn't want to extinguish everything before it all started by smothering Obi-Wan.

"So you want to teach me hockey?"

When Obi-Wan's shoes were on, Anakin held out his hand to help him stand up.