#YESSS good tackle bug man to the lEAVES

[obibabykenobi]

could you do an obi imagine where reader gets hurt on a mission and obi has to help and just fluffy af? 🤍🤍

yesss omg ask n you shall receive!

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𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚋𝚒 𝚠𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚋𝚒 𝚡 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝

𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜: fluff oh wow im soft, mentions of getting hurt

𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: reader gets hurt on a mission and Obi Wan cares for them

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You and some other Jedi’s were sent to inspect a few suspicious activities that were happening around the Senator’s living quarters. The Senator claimed that they felt someone was always staring at them, possibly through the window. They also claimed they were being left suspicious junk mail and they would find random and exotic bugs in their room, ones that couldn’t even survive on a traffic planet like Coruscant.

You and Aayla, a Twi’lek jedi, were ordered to watch the premises and to check out anything suspicious while the others were in the Senator’s room to investigate. You didn’t mind patrolling the area, however you wished you were inside with the others because a certain Jedi you had eyes for was up there.

So far the mission was going by smoothly. There was nothing suspicious going on in the area they were patrolling, the other ones inside were making major progress. You started to walk down the alleyway behind the giant building, and to your amazement there was a man in a black cloak who seemed to be fiddling with something. You weren’t expecting company, you suppose that’s why you were shocked to see someone out here. You stood still in your spot, watching the man before clearing your throat loudly for the man to hear. He whirrled around and stared at you like a deer caught in headlights.

“Sir, there’s a private investigation happening. I’m going to have to ask you to leave-!”

All of a sudden, a throwing knife went flying past your face, barely missing the skin. He went running shortly after, and of course you took after him. Turns out he had company, because all of a sudden you were being tackled to the ground by another unwelcoming guest. They flipped you over with a ease, and you could tell it was a female. She punched you square in the face with the intention to knock you out, and was obviously about to throw another until Aayla showed up and scared her off. You held your nose, and watched as Aayla took off after them. You felt blood run down your face and drip into your hands, some even getting in your mouth. The taste of bitter iron had you spitting out the taste of blood in no time.

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The investigation for the day was over, so you and the Jedi’s headed to the jet to rest for the night, along with the two escapees who had attacked you in Aayla’s grasp, they were going to be questioned tomorrow. You were standing in the med bay, treating yourself until you heard the woosh of doors and sensed Obi Wan. You turned around with an ice pack over your nose and greeted him with a toothy smile.

“Like my battle scar?” You asked sarcastically.

He obviously didn’t find any humor in it, and instead his face was washed over with concern and took long strides to you. He lightly pushed your hand holding the ice pack away, and he inspected your face with worried eyes. Bruises had fluttered across your nose, and it was swollen and there was even some dry blood underneath your left nostril.

“Oh darling, I leave you out of my sight for a few hours and someone dares to hurt my dove?”

Your face flushed with a deep red and you let out a little laugh. He lightly brushed his finger over your bruise, making you flinch a little. “Does it hurt a lot?” He spoke in a soft and gentle voice, afraid you would crumble if he was any louder. You shook your head slightly, shrugging in the process.

“It’s just a bruise. I thought it was broken, but it was just out of place. Like the brave person I am, I put it right back into place.”

You felt your chest swell with happiness when you saw his mouth quirk into a small smile. His shoulders seemed less tense and he cautiously placed a loving kiss on your nose.

“I heard kissing injuries makes it better.” He said, with a cheesy grin following.

You tilted your head to the side, still smiling for him. “Really? I heard if you also kiss them on the lips, they’ll get ten times better.”

You watched him throw his head back in laughter, and you laughed with him. It hurt sort of, because your nose likes to scrunch up when you laugh. His hands gently held your waist, and after he was done laughing, he brought one of his hands up to grab your chin.

“Well, in that case, I better get to kissing then.”

He leaned down, started to kiss the corner of your mouth slowly, and then finally connected his lips with yours. You two stood there, kissing each other for a good minute before he pulled away.

“Feeling better?” His head quirked to the side in question.

You let out a soft hum, making yourself look like you were in deep thought. “I don’t know, I think a few more kisses will do the trick.”

He rolled his eyes playfully, but gave in and kissed you lovingly anyway. You loved moments like these, when you two were alone and were aloud to display affections for each other without anyone around, and you couldn’t wait for more to come.