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#and uh he’s rubbing his face against obi-wan’s chest....? what? and there’s joy pouring out of the boy into the force
sukugo · 2 years
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anakin hates being tall bc it means he’s not at “accidentally burying his face in obi-wan’s chest” height
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Spring Moments
Hello!!! This is the fic I wrote for @swspringfling! My recipient is @p-s-brooklyn (it’s not letting me tag you for some reason....) and this is a Modern AU Codywan fic with a healthy serving of Rainshowers, Thunder, Lighting, and Illness! There are first meetings, kissing in the rain, and even a proposal in the rain! 
Oh, there’s also an off-screen character death that decided it wanted to make an appearance. It’s in the second to last section of the fic and it’s not Cody or Obi-Wan, don’t worry. 
You can read it on ao3 or you can read it here! It’s kind of long, so be wary of that!
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Obi-Wan loved the rain. He loved the way it sounded in a quiet house as it hit the roof. He loved the way the drops looked on windows and the way it made everything smell just that much nicer.
(And, yes. His favorite smell was petrichor, thank you for asking.)
Obi-Wan loved the rain. He loved walking in it…
At least, when he had an umbrella and slightly warmer clothes he loved it. 
He didn’t mind not having an umbrella or warmer clothes to help, though. 
“If you just learned how to drive…”
Obi-Wan rolled his eyes at the memory of his brother saying those exact words to him on a day very much like this one. It wasn’t that Obi-Wan had strong feelings about driving...well...actually…
“Hey!” A voice not from a memory jolts Obi-Wan. He turns wide eyes to the owner of the voice. 
A man had stopped his car in the middle of the road, rolled his window down, and was looking a touch concerned. 
Obi-Wan blinked at the stranger, feeling water droplets fall from his lashes and onto his cheeks.
“Uh…” Obi-Wan fumbled for words. “Hello there.”
“Do you need a ride?” The man asks.
“Pardon?”
“Well, it’s pouring rain, you see, and you don’t have an umbrella.”
Obi-Wan blinks again and raises an eyebrow. “You don’t say.”
The man chuckles. “I know you don’t know me, but you look absolutely drenched. I promise I’m not a murderer or anything of the like.”
Obi-Wan hums and the corner of his mouth quirks up. “That sounds like something a murderer would say.”
The man snaps his fingers. “Damn,” he says in a false as though he was disappointed or sad his “deception” didn’t work. “I thought I could fool you.” 
Obi-Wan huffs out a laugh. “Alright,” he says.
The man stares at him. “Alright?”
“If your offer still stands, a ride would be nice.”
The offer does, indeed, still stand. So, Obi-Wan gets into the car and is immediately flooded with warmth. 
“Thanks.” He says through lightly chattering teeth. 
“It’s no problem. I’m Cody, by the way.” Cody informs him.
Obi-Wan turns his attention to Cody and his mouth dries at the sight of him up close. 
His hair is black and slightly curly. His beautiful dark skin is blemished only with a scar wrapping around his left eye. And his eyes are kind and bright. 
He’s gorgeous.
“I’m Obi-Wan,” he says a bit breathlessly.
“Obi-Wan,” Cody says his name almost reverently. “I like that.”
“Thanks.” Obi-Wan replies. 
“So, Obi-Wan,” Cody grins at him. “Where to?”
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“Obi-Wan grumbles to himself as he stands under an awning. His arms are wrapped around his body as he tries to preserve some warmth. 
The weather matches his mood with its dark clouds and rain shower, His date had not gone well.
The man he ate and talked with was rude and far too loud in the restaurant. Not to mention, he was late, ordered the most expensive item on the menu, then made Obi-Wan pay for it. After those unfortunate events, he left and didn’t offer Obi-Wan a ride for his trouble. 
Obi-Wan was surprised to find, though, that the waitress had been watching everything, spoke to her boss, and refunded him. Obi-Wan may or may not have cried at their kindness.
In the end, he decided to walk home even though it started to get late. Of course, his luck ran out and rain poured down. He’d pulled his phone out to call someone and ask for a ride, only to find his phone had died.
So, here he was.
Under an awning, freezing, and miserable.
Sighing, Obi-Wan closed his eyes and huddled further into himself. 
“We’ve gotta stop meeting like this.”
Obi-Wan’s eyes opened and he looked up with a smile.
“Hello there,” Obi-Wan greeted a drenched Cody.
“You got room for one more?” Cody asks, gesturing with his head to the space under the awning.
Obi-Wan inches over and tilts his head. Cody slides into the small space.
“Fancy seeing you here,” Obi-Wan says. 
Cody rubs his hands together and smiles. “Bad date.” He says.
Obi-Wan hums. “What a coincidence.”
“You too, huh?”
“How bad?” Obi-Wan asks, inching towards the shivering man. 
“He didn’t even show up.” Cody mumbles, rolling his eyes. He presses closer to Obi-Wan. “You?”
Obi-Wan groans and relays the events that occurred during his date.
Cody hisses in sympathy. “I’m sorry.” 
Obi-Wan shakes his head. He doesn’t quite realize how close the two of them are until Cody speaks again and Obi-Wan can feel the words vibrate through his body.
“Wanna try again?”
Obi-Wan quirks an eyebrow. “How so?”
“Cody shrugs. “I happen to know a place with great food, a comfy couch, and a warm fire.” He replies with a teasing smile. 
“Let me guess,” Obi-Wan returns the smile. “Would that be your place?”
Cody grins wider. “If that’s alright with you.”
Obi-Wan chuckles and pressed closer to Cody. “It sounds lovely. Lead the way?”
“With pleasure.”
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“The rain seems to like you,” Cody says with a smirk as he pulls Obi-Wan close to him.
There are no places for them to hide from the downpour that seemed to come out of nowhere. They don’t mind.
Obi-Wan rolls his eyes and scoffs. The rain does well to hide the happy tears on his face. His fingers toy with the newly placed ring on his left hand. 
“You know,” Cody continues, locking eyes with Obi-Wan. “We missed a crucial part of this proposal.”
Obi-Wan raises an eyebrow and Cody can’t help but think how beautiful it makes him look. 
How more beautiful it makes him look. 
The year since Cody gave Obi-Wan a ride home had gone quickly. Here they were, a year since then with Obi-Wan tearfully accepting Cody’s proposal and Cody’s heart just about bursting with love out of his chest.
“How very cliche of you.” Obi-Wan remarks dryly.
Cody shrugs with a smirk. “You know you want to be part of that cliche. A kiss in the rain.”
Obi-Wan tilts his head as though seriously thinking about the idea posed to him.
“Why not.” He finally says. 
Cody snorts and tugs Obi-Wan closer.
“I love you,” Cody whispers.
“I know,” Obi-Wan retorts with a gleam in his eye.
Cody laughs and plants his lips on Obi-Wan’s.
They kiss there in the rain, oblivious to the water and the cold. Only seeing and feeling each other.
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A miserable-sounding cough rips its way through the living room and into the kitchen. Cody winces at the sound produced by Obi-Wan and scoops one last bit of soup into a bowl before making his way to Obi-Wan. 
“Obi-Wan?” Cody calls as he enters the domain of on ill Obi-Wan.
The redhead is bundled in blankets on the couch and is watching the rain shower.
The drops slide down the window and Cody can’t help but think of the times when he was a child and would watch the drops, choosing one to cheer for as though it were a race to see which drop would slide all the way to the bottom first.
Yeah, maybe he did that as an adult as well, but it brought him joy.
“Hey,” Cody says softly as he sits next to Obi-Wan.
Obi-Wan smiles. “Hi,” he says shortly, coughing harshly into a blanket not long after.
“You sound horrible,” Cody says, earning a glare from Obi-Wan that doesn’t have the same heat it normally would. “I brought you soup.”
Obi-Wan makes a face. He hadn’t been able to keep anything down. His throat was probably raw and aching, and Cody knew he was scared to try and eat.
“Just try a little. If it doesn’t stay down, we’ll try something else.”
Obi-Wan relaxes at the soft, soothing tone and for a moment, all that can be heard is the rain as it hits the windows and roof. 
The ill man nods after a moment and opens his mouth.
Cody carefully feeds him a small spoonful of the light broth. 
Obi-Wan swallows and they both wait. A tremulous smile makes its way onto Obi-Wan’s face and it’s Cody’s turn to relax. He feeds Obi-Wan spoonful after spoonful until he’s unable to eat anymore.
Cody places the bowl somewhere out of reach, then maneuvers Obi-Wan a bit until he’s resting against Cody’s chest. 
The two sit there in silence and watch the rain until both succumb to the call of sleep. 
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Thunder crashed through the quiet home of Obi-Wan and Cody. Obi-Wan stood off to the side as Cody’s face paled and his smile dropped inch by inch. 
“No,” Cody breathed out and Obi-Wan saw his grip tighten on his phone. “He can’t - I just saw him -” Cody cuts himself off with a choked back sob.
Obi-Wan’s heart aches for his husband. He won’t step in. Not until he knows it would be alright to do so.
“Alright,” Cody whispers. “Thanks. Bye.” Cody hangs up and the hand holding the phone drops from his ear and swings limply at his side. 
“Cody?” Obi-Wan softly calls his husband's name. 
“My brother,” Cody swallows thickly. “Fivel, Fives, he’s dead.” Thunder crashes again and Cody finally allows his tears to fall. 
Obi-Wan’s breath hitches and he’s quick to gather Cody in a hug. 
He’d met Fives a few times. He was kind and welcomed Obi-Wan into the family with a wide smile and some jokes at Cody’s expense.
To hear that he was gone-
Lightning flashed and Obi-Wan pulled Cody closer. He squeezed his eyes shut as he felt Cody shake with sobs. 
“I’m sorry,” Obi-Wan says. “I’m so, so sorry.”
Lightning flashes and thunder crashes in the quiet home. Cody’s cries are the only thing that breaks the occasional silence.
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“Obi-Wan?” Cody calls across the house. He’d woken up alone and concern and worry were the first things to cross his mind. 
Then, he heard the thunder and saw the lightning flash through the windows. He knew where Obi-Wan was.
His feet led him to the living room, and sure enough, Obi-Wan was on the couch with a blanket wrapped loosely around his shoulders and a bag of marshmallows in his hands. Cody smiled at the sight, recalling what Obi-Wan told him the first time he’d seen this exact display.
“It’s something my parents used to do,” Obi-Wan said as he pulled a marshmallow from the bag before popping it into his mouth. “I was always terrified of the lightning, more so than the thunder. They tried to tell me I was safe. It was difficult for me to believe.” Obi-Wan cuddled deeper into Cody’s side, his eyes never leaving the window as lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating his features.
“So, to try and calm me, to try and wash away my fear, they brought out marshmallows and said it was like a show. A light show. We sat and watched the lightning while eating marshmallows, and though my fear is gone, it’s something I’ll always do.”
“That sounds nice,” Cody said, looking at Obi-Wan as he’s once again illuminated by the flashes of lightning.
“It is.”
Coming out of the memory, Cody took a few more steps to the couch before speaking.
“May I join you, beloved?” He asks softly.
Obi-Wan turns and smiles tiredly at Cody. “Always, dear one.”
So, Cody joins him on the couch with a blanket of his own and Obi-Wan leaning on him just a bit.
Later, the bag of marshmallows would fall to the ground as Cody and Obi-Wan sleep on the couch and in each other’s embrace.
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