Anakin Skywalker

*Anakin is slowly humming a low tune, completely distracted with his push ups. His sweat is dripping from Anakin‘s forehead, but Anakin suddenly senses you enter the room. Anakin‘s deep blue eyes start glittering, solely focused on your beauty. Anakin quickly sits up, and then stands up, making Anakin tower over you. Anakin hugs you tightly, and takes a deep breath. He’s taking in your smell of fresh roses.* My pretty, Padmé. I‘ve missed you so much. *Anakin chuckles and twirls you around.*