Archive: Master Apprentice, SWAL, anywhere else just ask me.
Category: Romance, POV, Angst
Feedback: PLEASE? PRETTY PLEASE?
Pairing: Q/O
Rating: G, HC (GIVE THE CHRISTIAN COALITION EVERYTHING!)
Summary: Obi-Wan longs for his Master...
Haven't we met? You're some kind of beautiful stranger...
You can't imagine how hard this is. To keep such a beautiful secret inside. You're so perfect, I love you, but you'll never know. I can't tell anyone, much less you. And you're the one I trust with everything. But not with this. You deserve to know, it keeps distracting me, and you demand to know why. I won't tell you when you ask, until you give up I frustration. It can be a long time; A Jedi's patience lasts, especially yours.
If I'm smart I'll run away, but I'm not so I'll stay
Heaven forbid, I'll take my chance...
I don't remember when I realized what I felt for you. It was a while ago, because this love feels like it's been burning in my heart for eons. Or maybe that's just the intensity of it. I have loved you, Master, since at least four years ago, I remember that much. Probably much farther into the past than that. I adored you before as an idol, a teacher. But now I love you as a person.
To know is to love you, you're everywhere I go...
To love you is to be part of you...
And such a person you are. Your body is heavenly, I could spend years adoring it. But it is your mind, and personality that captured me. You are so calm so cool and impenetrable...I'm not letting myself follow that thought. It would only lead into another disappointing night and the guilt afterwards, either at my own hand or another's. But never you. You don't even know.
I've paid for you with tears and swallowed all my pride...
The mission, the mission. It is always the mission first, Master. Never you, even when I want to hold you and calm you, to comfort you after a fall or lapse. But you've never betrayed me. I can trust you, you wouldn't hurt me. Even if you knew I loved you.
I fell in love with a beautiful stranger...
I don't know how you'd react to that, if I just told out straight out. Or if I led up to the knowledge with hints and tips. Or if I just never told you. A kiss would reveal myself, and your lips are so very tempting. I can't even touch you anymore, even in training, without my skin burning a tattoo of your touch into itself. It's driving me mad.
If only I could just forget about you...
But I fell in love with a beautiful stranger...
But I must control. Only a few more years, and perhaps I'll be able to touch you. Not your body, but your heart.