#just ~VIBES~ i've seen a post ranting about how poorly photoshopped covers replaced the dramatic and hot oil painted ones and my bran

[magnusbae]

laughing, imagining anakin being a model for one of those cheesy oil painted romance book covers, with all his dark blonde curls and golden tanned skin and ~passion~. meanwhile obi-wan being an university professor with a soft spot for those cheesy silly romances.

que one day obi-wan runs into the embodiment of all his wet dreams in the local grocery store "you need help with that?" the young adonis asks, eyebrow raised at the higher shelf

the granola obi-wan was reaching for is not so far out of his reach that he wouldn't have been able to get it if the trajectory of his hand wasn't halted to such an abrupt and sudden stop at the sight of him.

all eloquence usually so prominent in the man had decided on an early retirement and left obi-wan absolutely mute

anyways..... obi-wan is left with the granola and anakin's number:)

primary because anakin just gives it to him, with a little cocky smirk on his lips and a promise to 'help him with the tall shelves' in the future.

"just call me, if you need...help" the brat (impossibly tall, impossibly handsome) brat says.

obi-wan is weak in the knees.

he decides to never use the number, he can't just call some younger guy that looks (upon closer inspection) identical to the one on the book cover. he just can't. that's indecent.

he calls a week later. he's not a strong man.