[Star Wars] you, sun, sand and the sea
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anaisonfireTitle: you, sun, sand and the sea (993 words)
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: CC-2224 | Cody/Obi-Wan Kenobi
Characters: CC-2224 | Cody, Obi-Wan Kenobi
Additional Tags: Fluff, Beach Holidays, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence
Summary:
The sun is shining, the sky is clear and there is a feeling of peace in the air.
It’s probably the strangest thing he’s woken up to and that says something.
-
Cody and Obi-Wan take a break.
Written for Star Wars Fun in the Sun Exchange.
The sun is shining, the sky is clear and there is a feeling of peace in the air.
It’s probably the strangest thing he’s woken up to and that says something.
Cody deliberately doesn’t open his eyes and instead spends several long moments taking stock of the situation - and that he can even do that is enough to give him pause.
It comes back to him quickly enough but he doesn’t get up yet. It’s his damn vacation and he’ll lay around if he wants to. And he does want to. This is easily the most comfortable he’s been… ever, possibly.
He hears steps, deliberately loud, come and stop by his side of the bed. When there’s no immediate following action, Cody stretches out languidly and opens his eyes.
“Hello there.”
Obi-Wan huffs at that, like he knew he would.
“Good morning, Cody,” he says, giving the words a ridiculous amount of formality. “Enjoying the sunshine?” This one’s more soft, accompanied by the smallest of smiles.
“I was, before you started blocking it.” His affronted tone is probably ruined by the way he can’t stop a smile from forming on his face but sacrifices can be made.
“Oh, my apologies.” Obi-Wan takes a step forward, two, and props one knee on the bed for balance. He bends forward in a way that would be murder on the back of a normal, non-Jedi person and presses a kiss to Cody’s lips. “Is this better?”
“Hmm… A little. Points docked for still blocking the sun.”
Cody makes a half-hearted attempt to drag him down in bed again but, as expected, it doesn’t work. It’s something about Obi-Wan he’d discovered almost immediately after they arrived here a couple of days ago – even outside the stress of war and duty, once the man is up, he’s up. Well, not that Cody’s any different – he’s just deliberately choosing to laze around. Because they’re on vacation.
He gives Obi-Wan his best ‘I’m disappointed in you, you should make it up to me by getting in this bed now’ stare. It’s less effective than he’d like.
Obi-Wan actually smirks at him in response. It comes off as flirty and infuriating in equal measure, and Cody is suddenly and uncomfortably aware why so many people want to fight him when he does that.
To distract himself from that train of thought, he sighs, dramatic even to his own ears. (He might’ve picked up a mannerism or two from Obi-Wan. So what.) “For a Jedi, you’re a deeply evil man.”
His only answer is a chuckle as Obi-Wan leaves, knowing full well that doing so makes Cody get up faster.
Pure evil.
He stubbornly remains under the sheets for a few more blissful moments – and then some more to enjoy having the ability to do that – before he only slightly reluctantly gets up.
The sun is shining and the sky is clear and their plans for the next several hours involve nothing more strenuous than absorbing sunlight on a beach.
And what a beach it is – a little piece of heaven, just for the two of them. They aren’t alone on the whole planet of course, but they’d reserved a secluded space. Since their arrival they haven’t bothered going back out to civilization once. The peace and quiet, and space to just be themselves with no obligations in the way haven’t lost their shine yet.
Some might say two important figures taking a two week vacation when the galaxy is still sorting itself out is irresponsible, but Cody is perfectly willing to tell those people exactly where they can stuff it. It’s been more than three years (and hells, that’s longer than the whole war actually lasted) since the sudden death of Chancellor Palpatine – later revealed to be Darth Sidious, the Sith Lord orchestrating the entire conflict, may he burn in hell for eternity - and they’ve both spent that time dedicated to the rebuilding of the Republic.
So, if he wants to spend a stupid amount of his finally-recieved back pay on a holiday and enjoy himself without a care, he damn well will.
Later, he amends that thought. He will enjoy their holiday as soon as he can get Obi-Wan to see sense. He’d thought – hoped – that this would remain a thing of the past but no. Obi-Wan Kenobi lives to make medics cry, even when the medics in question aren’t even in the same star system as him.
Cody levels an unimpressed look at his general from where he’s standing over him. “You want a horrible sunburn? Because this is how you get horrible sunburn.”
Obi-Wan opens one eye to glare at him, like he has any claim to dignity while sprawled on a beach towel directly under the sun. “I know what I’m doing–”
“That’s news to me,” Cody mutters, while looking him directly in the face.
“–and a few minutes won’t be the end of the galaxy.”
“The galaxy, no. But it would be a downer if you got sunburnt all over and that got in the way of... things.” He trails off meaningfully, raising an eyebrow.
Obi-Wan rolls his eyes. “I don’t see you wearing sunscreen, either.”
Cody snorts and throws him the bottle. (Which he catches effortlessly despite the bad position, of course. Kriffing Jedi.) “I’m not putting it on myself. Do your part.”
He suddenly becomes much more interested in the whole process.
They manage to not get completely distracted and eventually end up with properly applied sunscreen.
They manage to have a non-disastrous picnic on the sand as well, which is somewhat of a minor miracle as they keep getting distracted by each other. And bickering with each other.
All in all, Cody would say it’s shaping up to be a good vacation. And, in the deep recesses of his mind that he won’t acknowledge unless forced - he thinks it’s shaping up to be a good life too.
(Nobody gets a sunburn.)
(That day.)
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: CC-2224 | Cody/Obi-Wan Kenobi
Characters: CC-2224 | Cody, Obi-Wan Kenobi
Additional Tags: Fluff, Beach Holidays, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence
Summary:
The sun is shining, the sky is clear and there is a feeling of peace in the air.
It’s probably the strangest thing he’s woken up to and that says something.
-
Cody and Obi-Wan take a break.
Written for Star Wars Fun in the Sun Exchange.
The sun is shining, the sky is clear and there is a feeling of peace in the air.
It’s probably the strangest thing he’s woken up to and that says something.
Cody deliberately doesn’t open his eyes and instead spends several long moments taking stock of the situation - and that he can even do that is enough to give him pause.
It comes back to him quickly enough but he doesn’t get up yet. It’s his damn vacation and he’ll lay around if he wants to. And he does want to. This is easily the most comfortable he’s been… ever, possibly.
He hears steps, deliberately loud, come and stop by his side of the bed. When there’s no immediate following action, Cody stretches out languidly and opens his eyes.
“Hello there.”
Obi-Wan huffs at that, like he knew he would.
“Good morning, Cody,” he says, giving the words a ridiculous amount of formality. “Enjoying the sunshine?” This one’s more soft, accompanied by the smallest of smiles.
“I was, before you started blocking it.” His affronted tone is probably ruined by the way he can’t stop a smile from forming on his face but sacrifices can be made.
“Oh, my apologies.” Obi-Wan takes a step forward, two, and props one knee on the bed for balance. He bends forward in a way that would be murder on the back of a normal, non-Jedi person and presses a kiss to Cody’s lips. “Is this better?”
“Hmm… A little. Points docked for still blocking the sun.”
Cody makes a half-hearted attempt to drag him down in bed again but, as expected, it doesn’t work. It’s something about Obi-Wan he’d discovered almost immediately after they arrived here a couple of days ago – even outside the stress of war and duty, once the man is up, he’s up. Well, not that Cody’s any different – he’s just deliberately choosing to laze around. Because they’re on vacation.
He gives Obi-Wan his best ‘I’m disappointed in you, you should make it up to me by getting in this bed now’ stare. It’s less effective than he’d like.
Obi-Wan actually smirks at him in response. It comes off as flirty and infuriating in equal measure, and Cody is suddenly and uncomfortably aware why so many people want to fight him when he does that.
To distract himself from that train of thought, he sighs, dramatic even to his own ears. (He might’ve picked up a mannerism or two from Obi-Wan. So what.) “For a Jedi, you’re a deeply evil man.”
His only answer is a chuckle as Obi-Wan leaves, knowing full well that doing so makes Cody get up faster.
Pure evil.
He stubbornly remains under the sheets for a few more blissful moments – and then some more to enjoy having the ability to do that – before he only slightly reluctantly gets up.
The sun is shining and the sky is clear and their plans for the next several hours involve nothing more strenuous than absorbing sunlight on a beach.
And what a beach it is – a little piece of heaven, just for the two of them. They aren’t alone on the whole planet of course, but they’d reserved a secluded space. Since their arrival they haven’t bothered going back out to civilization once. The peace and quiet, and space to just be themselves with no obligations in the way haven’t lost their shine yet.
Some might say two important figures taking a two week vacation when the galaxy is still sorting itself out is irresponsible, but Cody is perfectly willing to tell those people exactly where they can stuff it. It’s been more than three years (and hells, that’s longer than the whole war actually lasted) since the sudden death of Chancellor Palpatine – later revealed to be Darth Sidious, the Sith Lord orchestrating the entire conflict, may he burn in hell for eternity - and they’ve both spent that time dedicated to the rebuilding of the Republic.
So, if he wants to spend a stupid amount of his finally-recieved back pay on a holiday and enjoy himself without a care, he damn well will.
Later, he amends that thought. He will enjoy their holiday as soon as he can get Obi-Wan to see sense. He’d thought – hoped – that this would remain a thing of the past but no. Obi-Wan Kenobi lives to make medics cry, even when the medics in question aren’t even in the same star system as him.
Cody levels an unimpressed look at his general from where he’s standing over him. “You want a horrible sunburn? Because this is how you get horrible sunburn.”
Obi-Wan opens one eye to glare at him, like he has any claim to dignity while sprawled on a beach towel directly under the sun. “I know what I’m doing–”
“That’s news to me,” Cody mutters, while looking him directly in the face.
“–and a few minutes won’t be the end of the galaxy.”
“The galaxy, no. But it would be a downer if you got sunburnt all over and that got in the way of... things.” He trails off meaningfully, raising an eyebrow.
Obi-Wan rolls his eyes. “I don’t see you wearing sunscreen, either.”
Cody snorts and throws him the bottle. (Which he catches effortlessly despite the bad position, of course. Kriffing Jedi.) “I’m not putting it on myself. Do your part.”
He suddenly becomes much more interested in the whole process.
They manage to not get completely distracted and eventually end up with properly applied sunscreen.
They manage to have a non-disastrous picnic on the sand as well, which is somewhat of a minor miracle as they keep getting distracted by each other. And bickering with each other.
All in all, Cody would say it’s shaping up to be a good vacation. And, in the deep recesses of his mind that he won’t acknowledge unless forced - he thinks it’s shaping up to be a good life too.
(Nobody gets a sunburn.)
(That day.)
