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A coastal proposal

A/N: Hey everyone! Excited to share my latest piece for the@codywanbingo, focusing on 'Proposal' and 'Vacation.' Consider this a sequel to 'Beyond the Script,' where I've blended the prompts into a story I hope you'll love. Dive in and let me know your thoughts!

The first kiss of the Mediterranean sun greeted Obi-Wan Kenobi and Cody Fett as they stepped onto the sun-drenched cobblestones of Amalfi. The air, fragrant with the scent of the sea and blossoming lemons, enveloped them in a tender embrace, whispering of ancient tales and modern romances intertwined along the coastline.

Obi-Wan, his eyes reflecting the cerulean hues of the sea, stood for a moment, absorbing the vista before them. The Amalfi Coast, a symphony of colors, lay sprawled in its timeless glory - the azure of the sky melting seamlessly into the sea, the pastel shades of the buildings clinging to the cliffs like a painter's dream.

Cody, standing a step behind, watched Obi-Wan with a fond, almost reverent gaze. There was something about the way the sunlight played with Obi-Wan's hair, casting a halo around him, that made Cody's heart swell with an emotion too profound for words. He saw the tension, always lurking in Obi-Wan's shoulders from the constant scrutiny of Hollywood, melt away under the Italian sun.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" Obi-Wan murmured, his voice a soft echo of the gentle waves below.

"It's incredible," Cody agreed, his voice carrying a note of awe, not just for the scenery but for the man beside him, who seemed to belong in this picturesque setting, a timeless figure amidst the beauty.

As they walked through the narrow streets, their hands found each other, fingers intertwining naturally, a silent testament to their shared journey. The locals, accustomed to tourists, paid them little mind, allowing them a privacy that was a rare luxury in their usual life. Obi-Wan's fame, which often preceded him, seemed to dissolve in the Italian air, leaving behind just Obi-Wan the man, not the actor.

They stopped at a small café, nestled between a quaint bookstore and a vibrant flower shop. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee and baked pastries wafted through the air, inviting them in. As they settled at a corner table, the café owner greeted them with a warm, toothy smile, her eyes crinkling in a way that reminded Cody of his grandmother.

Obi-Wan ordered in fluent Italian, his accent perfect to Cody's untrained ear. The owner's face lit up at his words, and she chatted animatedly, gesturing towards the pastries with pride. Obi-Wan listened, nodding and smiling, completely at ease. Cody watched this exchange, a feeling of contentment settling over him. Here, Obi-Wan wasn't a star; he was just another traveler, another soul enchanted by the magic of Italy.

As they sipped their coffee, their conversation flowed effortlessly. They spoke of trivial things – the quaintness of the café, the book titles in the shop next door, the vibrancy of the flowers on the streets. But underlying each word, each laugh, was a deeper current of connection, a profound understanding of each other that went beyond the spoken language.

Cody watched as a group of tourists passed by their window, their faces alight with the joy of discovery. He turned back to Obi-Wan, his eyes lingering on the curve of his smile, the gentle crinkles around his eyes. In that moment, with the Italian sun casting a golden glow around them, Cody knew this was where they were meant to be. Not just physically in this charming café in Amalfi, but together, side by side, facing whatever the future held.

And as Obi-Wan caught his gaze, a silent communication passed between them, a promise of this moment and many more to come, each one a thread in the tapestry of their life together. In the heart of Amalfi, they were just two souls, bound by love, surrounded by beauty, and embarking on a journey that was their own.

***

As the afternoon sun began its descent, casting a softer light over the Amalfi Coast, Obi-Wan and Cody left the café, stepping back into the narrow, winding streets that seemed to pulse with the life of Italy itself. Around them, the town thrummed with the harmonious chaos of everyday life – locals exchanging greetings, laughter spilling from open windows, scooters zipping through the streets, their engines a humming backdrop to the coastal symphony.

Walking side by side, they made their way towards the seafront, drawn by the siren call of the Tyrrhenian Sea. The path wound down towards the water, flanked by buildings awash in sun-faded yellows, pinks, and oranges, their shutters thrown open to embrace the sea breeze. Flower boxes overflowed with vibrant blooms, their colors a vivid contrast against the pastel walls.

As they reached the promenade, Obi-Wan paused, leaning against the balustrade, his eyes fixed on the horizon where the sea and sky merged in a dance of blues. The sea, a canvas of ever-changing hues, reflected the shifting light of the sky, its surface dotted with the white sails of distant boats.

Cody stood beside him, observing Obi-Wan's profile against the backdrop of the sea. He noticed the subtle relaxation in Obi-Wan's posture, the ease in his expression. It was as if the sea had the power to wash away the residue of their life in Los Angeles, leaving behind something raw and real.

"It never ceases to amaze me," Obi-Wan said quietly, his voice tinged with a hint of wonder. "The way the sea can be both tumultuous and tranquil, all at once."

Cody nodded, his gaze still on Obi-Wan. "Much like life, I suppose. Full of ups and downs, but beautiful in its entirety."

Obi-Wan turned to look at Cody, a soft smile playing on his lips. "I couldn't have put it better myself," he said. His eyes, mirroring the depth of the sea, held a warmth that spoke volumes. There was a comfort in this shared silence, a language they had come to understand and cherish.

As they resumed their walk along the promenade, their conversation ebbed and flowed like the gentle waves lapping at the shore. They spoke of the future, of dreams yet to be realized, and adventures yet to be embarked upon. But underlying their words was an unspoken acknowledgment of the present, of the preciousness of these moments together.

They stopped at a gelateria, lured by the promise of homemade gelato. As they sampled flavors – Obi-Wan favoring the classic stracciatella, Cody opting for a bold pistachio – their laughter mingled with the lively chatter of the shop. The gelato was a burst of sweetness on their tongues, a simple pleasure magnified by the joy of sharing it with each other.

Leaving the gelateria, they continued their stroll, the sun now a fiery orb kissing the edge of the sea. Around them, the town began to shift from the languid pace of the afternoon to the vibrant energy of the evening. Lights twinkled on in the houses and along the streets, casting a golden glow on the cobblestones.

As night fell, they found themselves at a small trattoria, tucked away in a corner of the town. The atmosphere inside was cozy, the air filled with the aroma of garlic, basil, and simmering tomatoes. They were shown to a table by the window, a candle flickering softly between them.

Over dinner, they delved into deeper conversations, exploring topics that touched the core of their beings. Obi-Wan spoke of his roles, of the characters that had left imprints on his soul, of the blurred lines between reality and the personas he portrayed. Cody listened, his eyes never leaving Obi-Wan's face, seeing not the actor, but the man he had come to love – complex, thoughtful, and endlessly fascinating.

Cody shared his own reflections, of the transition from bodyguard to partner, of the challenges and joys it brought. He spoke of his aspirations, of a life that was no longer defined by the protection of others but enriched by the love he shared with Obi-Wan.

Their conversation was a tapestry of shared experiences and individual dreams, woven together by the threads of their deep connection. They spoke not just with words, but with glances, touches, and smiles – a language that was uniquely theirs.

As they left the trattoria, the night enveloping them in its embrace, they walked hand in hand, lost in their world. The Amalfi Coast, with its timeless beauty and rhythmic pulse, had become a witness to their love – a love that was as vast as the sea, as enduring as the cliffs, and as vibrant as the life that coursed through the streets of the coastal towns.

In this corner of the world, they were not actor and former bodyguard; they were Obi-Wan and Cody, two souls on a journey of love and discovery, their hearts beating in unison with the timeless rhythm of the Amalfi Coast.

***

In the ensuing days, Obi-Wan and Cody immersed themselves in the essence of the Amalfi Coast, their journey a tapestry of experiences, each thread woven with the joy of discovery and the depth of their connection. The historic streets of Positano offered a kaleidoscope of sights, sounds, and scents, the air rich with the aroma of freshly baked bread and the salty tang of the sea.

As they meandered through the vibrant marketplace, their hands occasionally brushing, Obi-Wan's gaze was drawn to a stall adorned with an array of hand-painted ceramics. "These are exquisite," he murmured, tracing the intricate patterns with a finger, his eyes reflecting the vivid blues and yellows of the pottery.

Cody watched him, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "You always had an eye for beauty," he said, his tone light yet laced with an undercurrent of admiration. "Remember that painting you picked out for our living room? I never would've given it a second glance, but it's perfect."

Obi-Wan looked up, meeting Cody's gaze, a soft laugh escaping his lips. "Ah, but you have your strengths too," he replied, his eyes crinkling with mirth. "Who else would've thought to pair that antique lamp with our modern decor? You have a knack for blending the old and new."

Their conversation, a playful dance of compliment and jest, continued as they left the marketplace, their newly acquired ceramic piece carefully wrapped and tucked under Obi-Wan's arm. They talked of ordinary things – of home, of favorite meals, of mundane chores – yet in their words lay the extraordinary nature of their shared life.

The journey to Ravello was a winding ascent, the road snaking up through the hills, offering breathtaking views of the coastline. The lush gardens of Ravello awaited them, a verdant paradise suspended between sky and sea. As they walked along the pathways, flanked by blooming flowers and ancient statues, the beauty of the place seemed to mirror the beauty of their relationship – vibrant, alive, and full of hidden depths.

Obi-Wan paused by a bed of roses, their petals a delicate blush against the green. "I've always loved roses," he said, his voice a whisper, as if sharing a secret with the flowers themselves. "There's something about their elegance, their resilience... they thrive even amidst thorns."

Cody, standing beside him, nodded, his eyes not on the roses, but on Obi-Wan. "Just like us, huh?" he mused, his voice tinged with a quiet strength. "We've had our share of thorns, challenges... but here we are, thriving."

Obi-Wan turned to him, a tender smile spreading across his face. "Yes, here we are," he echoed, his hand reaching out to gently grasp Cody's. "And I wouldn't change a thing."

Their stroll through the gardens was a journey through their memories, each flower, each turn of the path evoking a story, a shared moment. They spoke of past hardships with a reflective honesty, of triumphs with a quiet pride, their conversation a testament to the depth of their understanding and the strength of their bond.

As the sun began to dip below the horizon, casting a golden light over the gardens, Obi-Wan and Cody found a secluded spot, a bench overlooking the vast expanse of the sea. Sitting side by side, they watched in silence as the sky transformed into a canvas of fiery oranges and purples, the sun's final performance before nightfall.

"It's moments like these that I'll cherish forever," Obi-Wan said softly, his voice barely above a whisper, as if in reverence to the spectacle before them. "With you, every ordinary moment becomes extraordinary."

Cody turned to him, his eyes reflecting the colors of the sunset. "And with you, every day is an adventure, a story waiting to be written," he replied, his words a mirror to Obi-Wan's sentiments. "I can't imagine my life without these moments, without you."

As the last rays of the sun disappeared, leaving behind a sky strewn with stars, Obi-Wan and Cody sat in comfortable silence, lost in their thoughts, yet united in their emotions. In the heart of Ravello's gardens, under the canopy of the night sky, they found not just the beauty of the world around them, but the beauty of their love – a love as enduring as the ancient hills, as vast as the sea, and as radiant as the stars above.

***

Under the veil of night, the Amalfi Coast transformed into a realm of quiet whispers and shadowed pathways, a stark contrast to the vibrant tapestry of the day. Obi-Wan and Cody, their hands interlocked, wandered through the dimly lit streets of Amalfi, their path illuminated by sporadic streetlights that cast a soft, golden glow.

The air was cool and crisp, the earlier warmth of the day now a memory, replaced by a gentle breeze that carried with it the faint scent of the sea and night-blooming jasmine. They walked in comfortable silence, occasionally exchanging glances and soft smiles, each step an affirmation of their shared journey.

As they turned a corner, they stumbled upon a small, lively piazza where a group of musicians played a lilting melody, their notes floating through the air like a serenade to the night. People gathered around, some swaying to the music, others simply enjoying the impromptu concert.

A few passersby glanced at Obi-Wan, recognition flickering in their eyes, but they offered nothing more than a respectful nod or a discreet smile. The anonymity granted to them in this foreign land was a cherished gift, allowing Obi-Wan to shed the cloak of celebrity and simply be, his true self unveiled in the presence of Cody and the embracing night.

Amidst the music and the subdued chatter of the crowd, Cody's gaze was fixed on Obi-Wan, a mixture of love and an unspoken anxiety simmering beneath his calm exterior. In just a couple of days, he would be proposing to Obi-Wan, a moment he had meticulously planned yet now approached with a growing nervousness.

"Let's dance," Obi-Wan suddenly suggested, his eyes twinkling with a playful light. He tugged gently at Cody's hand, leading him closer to the musicians.

Cody, caught off guard by the suggestion, hesitated. "Dance? Here?" he asked, his voice tinged with a hint of uncertainty.

"Why not?" Obi-Wan replied, his tone light and encouraging. "There's music, a beautiful night, and us. What more do we need?"

With a reluctant chuckle, Cody allowed himself to be led into the impromptu dance, their movements at first awkward, then gradually finding a rhythm. As they swayed to the music, Cody's nervousness began to ebb, replaced by the warmth of Obi-Wan's smile and the gentle pressure of his hand.

"You're not so bad at this," Obi-Wan teased, his voice a soft murmur close to Cody's ear.

"I have an excellent teacher," Cody replied, a smile breaking through his earlier apprehension.

As the song came to an end, they paused, their foreheads touching lightly, the sounds of the piazza fading into a distant backdrop. For a moment, it was just the two of them, their shared breaths a testament to the closeness they had nurtured.

They resumed their walk, the music now a soft echo behind them. Cody's thoughts returned to the looming proposal, a knot of nerves and excitement tangling in his stomach. He glanced at Obi-Wan, who seemed lost in the beauty of the night, his face aglow in the soft light of the streetlamps.

Cody knew that what he was about to do would change their lives forever. The weight of the ring, safely hidden in his suitcase, felt like a physical presence, a reminder of the commitment he was about to make. Yet, looking at Obi-Wan, feeling the strength of their bond, he knew that this was the path he wanted to take, the future he yearned for.

Their conversation drifted to lighter topics – a discussion about the next day's plans, a shared joke about an amusing incident from their earlier explorations. Yet, beneath the casual banter, there was an undercurrent of anticipation, a sense of something momentous on the horizon.

As they returned to their hotel, the night enveloped them in its embrace, the stars above witnesses to the silent promises and unspoken dreams that danced in their hearts. In the quiet of their room, they lay side by side, the sound of the distant sea a lullaby that lulled them into a peaceful slumber, their fingers entwined, their souls aligned, on the cusp of a new chapter that awaited them with the dawn.

****

The following morning dawned with a gentle caress of light spilling through the curtains of their hotel room, painting soft streaks of gold across the bed where Obi-Wan and Cody lay, still entwined in sleep's tender embrace. The tranquility of the room, with its muted colors and the distant sound of the sea, provided a cocoon of peace, a stark contrast to the often tumultuous world they navigated beyond these walls.

As they awoke, the air between them filled with the quiet yet profound intimacy that had become the cornerstone of their relationship. Cody, his eyes tracing the contours of Obi-Wan's face, felt a surge of emotion at the thought of the proposal he planned for the following day. The mixture of anticipation and apprehension was a delicate dance in his mind, each step a balance between fear and love.

Obi-Wan, sensing Cody's contemplative silence, turned to face him, his own expression a canvas of curiosity and affection. "You're deep in thought this morning," he observed, his voice soft, a gentle probe into Cody's inner world.

Cody offered a small, somewhat strained smile. "Just thinking about us, about everything we've been through," he admitted, his gaze not quite meeting Obi-Wan's.

Obi-Wan reached out, his fingers gently tilting Cody's chin, ensuring their eyes met. "We've certainly had our share of storms," he said, a hint of nostalgia lacing his words. "But look at us now, stronger for it all."

The conversation drifted to the past, to the time Obi-Wan was injured, an event that had shaken the very foundations of their relationship. Cody's eyes darkened at the memory, the guilt and helplessness he had felt still a shadow in his heart.

"I almost ran away then," Cody confessed, his voice barely above a whisper. "The thought that I had failed to protect you, that I was the cause of your pain... it was too much to bear."

Obi-Wan's hand found Cody's, a reassuring anchor. "But you didn't run away," he said gently. "You faced it, faced your fears, and we came out stronger. That's what matters."

Cody's eyes held a lingering sorrow, a remnant of the scars left by the incident. "I was so afraid of losing you, not just to the injury but to the realization that I wasn't infallible, that I couldn't always be your shield."

"And I was afraid too," Obi-Wan added, his voice tinged with his own vulnerability. "Afraid of what the injury meant for my career, for our life together. But in that fear, we found strength in each other, a connection that went beyond physical protection or fame."

The room fell into a comfortable silence, their thoughts and emotions weaving a shared tapestry of understanding and resilience. Obi-Wan broke the silence, his tone reflective. "You know, my feelings towards fame have been evolving," he mused. "There was a time when it was all I sought, a validation of my worth. But now, I see it for what it is – fleeting, sometimes hollow."

Cody nodded, a thoughtful expression on his face. "And yet, you've used it to bring joy, to tell stories that matter," he said, his admiration for Obi-Wan evident in his words.

Obi-Wan's gaze drifted towards the window, towards the sea that lay beyond. "Yes, but it's the genuine connections that truly matter," he said, turning back to Cody, his eyes alight with sincerity. "Connections like ours, built on honesty, on understanding each other's fears and dreams."

Cody felt a warmth spread through him at Obi-Wan's words, a reaffirmation of the depth of their bond. "I never knew I could have something like this," he confessed, his voice laden with emotion. "With you, I've found not just love but a partner, a confidant."

They lay there for a while, basking in the comfort of their shared space, of the journey they had embarked upon together. The conversation had meandered through the landscapes of their past, each memory a stepping stone to their present, a present filled with hope and the promise of a future woven with love and understanding.

As the morning light grew stronger, casting a gentle warmth over the room, they rose, ready to face the day, their hearts aligned, their souls intertwined. The proposal, now just a day away, lingered in the air between them, an unspoken promise of a commitment that would mark a new chapter in the extraordinary tale of Obi-Wan and Cody.

***

The day unfolded like a carefully crafted sonnet, each line a new adventure, each verse a deeper exploration of the Amalfi Coast's enchanting beauty. Cody, having planned this day with meticulous attention to detail, wore a veneer of calm, though beneath it, currents of nervous anticipation swirled.

Their journey began with a visit to a vineyard nestled on a sun-kissed hillside, the vines a vibrant green against the backdrop of a clear blue sky. The air was rich with the scent of ripening grapes and earth, a perfume that spoke of nature's bountiful gifts.

As they strolled through the rows of vines, Obi-Wan's keen eyes noticed the slight tension in Cody's shoulders, the way his gaze often drifted to the horizon, lost in thought. "You seem a bit distant today," Obi-Wan commented, his voice light but laced with concern.

Cody, caught off guard, offered a quick, somewhat strained smile. "Just taking in the beauty of this place," he replied, gesturing to the sprawling vineyard. "It's not every day we get to walk through a scene straight out of a painting."

Obi-Wan, not entirely convinced but choosing not to press further, nodded, allowing the conversation to shift to the process of wine-making as explained by their guide. The guide, a jovial man with hands stained from years of work among the vines, shared stories of the vineyard's history, each tale a testament to the land's rich heritage.

As they tasted various wines, the flavors bold and invigorating on their palates, Obi-Wan observed Cody with a mixture of amusement and curiosity. He noted the careful way Cody listened to the guide, the occasional furtive glances he cast Obi-Wan's way, as if seeking approval or perhaps reassurance.

Their next stop was a quaint local restaurant, where they indulged in the exquisite cuisine of the region. Plates of fresh seafood, pasta drizzled in rich sauces, and vibrant salads graced their table, each dish a burst of flavor, a celebration of local culinary artistry.

Throughout the meal, Cody's attempts at casual conversation were interspersed with moments of introspection, his mind seemingly adrift. Obi-Wan, sensing the undercurrent of Cody's unease, reached across the table, his hand gently covering Cody's. "Whatever it is, you can tell me," he said softly, his eyes searching Cody's.

Cody shook his head, a slight smile touching his lips. "It's nothing, really. Just want everything to be perfect for you," he said, his voice tinged with an emotion he couldn't quite mask.

The day waned, and they found themselves at a secluded beach, the setting sun painting the sky in hues of orange and pink. The sound of the waves lapping gently at the shore was a rhythmic lullaby, a serene soundtrack to the end of their day.

As they walked along the water's edge, the sand cool beneath their feet, Obi-Wan's thoughts lingered on Cody's unusual demeanor. "You've been quiet," he observed, his gaze fixed on the horizon, where the sky met the sea in a delicate embrace.

Cody, his eyes reflecting the colors of the sunset, sighed. "I guess I'm just lost in the moment, in the beauty of all this," he said, his voice a mix of truth and evasion.

Obi-Wan, feeling the honesty but also the evasion in Cody's words, decided to let it be, respecting the boundary of his unspoken thoughts. They continued their walk, the silence comfortable yet filled with unvoiced questions and emotions.

As the sky darkened, giving way to the first stars of the evening, Cody's nervous energy seemed to dissipate, replaced by a quiet resolve. Obi-Wan, sensing the shift, squeezed Cody's hand, a silent message of support and love.

They stood at the water's edge, watching the stars emerge, the vastness of the universe a reminder of the infinite possibilities that life offered. In that moment, on that secluded beach, with the night embracing them in its gentle arms, Obi-Wan and Cody stood together, two souls connected by a love as deep as the sea and as endless as the sky.

The gentle lapping of the waves against the shore played a soothing melody as Obi-Wan and Cody lingered on the beach, the twilight sky a canvas of deepening blues and purples. Stars began to twinkle into existence above them, each one a distant, shimmering point of light in the vastness of the night.

Obi-Wan, standing beside Cody, felt a sense of wonder enveloping the moment. There was something about the day, with its carefully chosen activities and Cody's underlying current of nervous anticipation, that hinted at more than just a desire to enjoy the beauty of the Amalfi Coast. He watched Cody, who stood staring out at the sea, his profile etched against the fading light, a silhouette of contemplation.

"You've outdone yourself today, you know," Obi-Wan said, breaking the comfortable silence. His voice was soft, a gentle nudge into Cody's thoughts.

Cody turned towards him, a flicker of surprise crossing his features before settling into a smile. "I just wanted to make it memorable," he replied, his tone carrying a hint of something unspoken, a depth yet to be revealed.

Obi-Wan observed him closely, noting the way Cody's eyes seemed to hold a multitude of secrets, like the sea reflecting the myriad stars above. "It's more than that, isn't it?" Obi-Wan ventured, his intuition sensing the undercurrents of the day.

Cody's gaze shifted back to the sea, a momentary escape from Obi-Wan's perceptive eyes. "Sometimes, I think you know me better than I know myself," he said, his voice a whisper lost in the sound of the waves.

They walked back towards their shoes, left at the edge of the beach, their footprints a transient mark on the smooth sand. The night air was cool, a gentle breeze playing with Obi-Wan's hair, bringing with it the salty scent of the sea.

As they put on their shoes, Obi-Wan kept stealing glances at Cody, trying to decipher the thoughts behind those introspective eyes. "Cody, whatever it is, you can share it with me. You know that, right?" Obi-Wan asked, his concern laced with affection.

Cody looked up, meeting Obi-Wan's gaze, a myriad of emotions playing across his face. "I know, and I will, just..." he trailed off, his sentence hanging unfinished in the air.

They began their walk back to the hotel, the path illuminated by sporadic streetlights that cast a warm glow on their surroundings. The night was peaceful, the occasional sound of distant laughter or the soft strumming of a guitar from a nearby house adding to the serene atmosphere.

As they walked, Obi-Wan found himself reflecting on their relationship, on the journey they had embarked upon together. He thought about the strength they had found in each other, the way Cody had stood by him through the highs and lows, the way they had navigated the complexities of their lives with an unwavering commitment to each other.

Cody, meanwhile, was lost in his thoughts, the weight of the impending proposal both a source of joy and anxiety. He wanted everything to be perfect, to express the depth of his love for Obi-Wan in a moment that would be etched in their memories forever.

Upon reaching the hotel, they retired to their room, the soft sound of the sea a constant presence in the background. As they prepared for bed, the unspoken anticipation of the following day hung in the air, a promise of a moment that would mark a new chapter in the beautiful narrative of their lives.

In the quiet of the room, with only the moonlight streaming through the window as their witness, Obi-Wan and Cody lay side by side, their thoughts intertwined with their unspoken emotions. The night whispered its secrets, and in its embrace, they found a sense of peace, a serene prelude to the dawn of a significant day that awaited them.

As the sun began its graceful descent towards the horizon, painting the sky in a palette of fiery oranges and soft pinks, Cody led Obi-Wan along the winding paths of Ravello towards their final destination for the day. The air was filled with the gentle scent of blooming flowers and the faint saltiness of the sea, creating an atmosphere that was both tranquil and charged with anticipation.

The Terrazza dell'Infinito, renowned for its breathtaking views, awaited them, its beauty a perfect reflection of the moment's significance. The terrace, perched on the edge of a cliff, offered an unobstructed view of the vast sea below, the water a shimmering canvas under the setting sun's tender strokes.

Obi-Wan, taken aback by the sheer magnificence of the view, stood in awe, his eyes wide with wonder. "Cody, this is incredible," he breathed out, his voice tinged with an emotion he couldn't quite name.

Cody, standing beside Obi-Wan, his heart pounding in his chest, took a deep breath. This was the moment he had been preparing for, the moment that would forever change the course of their lives. He turned to face Obi-Wan, taking both of Obi-Wan's hands in his.

"Obi-Wan," Cody began, his voice steady but filled with a depth of emotion that resonated in the quiet air around them. "From the moment we met, you've been a constant light in my life, guiding me through my darkest days, and celebrating with me in my brightest."

Obi-Wan, sensing the gravity of Cody's words, listened intently, his heart beginning to understand the magnitude of what was unfolding.

Cody continued, his eyes locked with Obi-Wan's, "We've weathered storms together, faced challenges that seemed insurmountable. When you were injured, I thought I had lost everything. The fear of losing you, the guilt of not being able to protect you... it nearly broke me."

Obi-Wan's eyes glistened with unshed tears, the memories of those days a vivid tapestry in his mind.

"But you," Cody's voice cracked slightly, emotion seeping through, "you showed me that true strength lies not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall. You taught me that love isn't just about the joyous moments, but also about standing together in the face of adversity, about holding each other up when the world tries to tear us down."

The sun dipped lower, casting a golden glow over them, the light a silent witness to Cody's heartfelt declaration.

"And now, here, in this place of infinite beauty, I want to ask you the most important question of my life." Cody reached into his pocket, his hands trembling slightly as he pulled out a small, velvet box.

Obi-Wan's breath caught in his throat, his pulse quickening with the realization of what was about to happen.

Cody opened the box to reveal a simple, yet elegant ring, the stone catching the last rays of the sun, sparkling with a promise of forever. "Obi-Wan Kenobi, will you marry me? Will you continue this incredible journey with me, as my partner, my confidant, my love, for the rest of our lives?"

The words hung in the air, a tender offering of a shared future, a vow of eternal commitment.

Obi-Wan, overcome with emotion, tears streaming down his face, nodded, unable to find the words to express the depth of his feelings. "Yes, Cody, yes," he finally managed to say, his voice a whisper that carried the weight of his love and joy.

Cody, his own eyes brimming with tears, slipped the ring onto Obi-Wan's finger, a perfect fit, a symbol of their unbreakable bond.

They embraced, holding each other close, their hearts beating in unison, as the sun set below the horizon, leaving behind a sky painted in shades of purple and blue, the stars beginning to twinkle in the celestial canopy above.

In that moment, on the Terrazza dell'Infinito, with the world sprawling out beneath them, Obi-Wan and Cody stood together, their future laid out before them, a future filled with love, hope, and infinite possibilities. The proposal, a poignant culmination of their shared past and a hopeful glance towards their future, was a moment etched in time, a memory that would forever be a cornerstone of their life together.

****

In the wake of Cody's heartfelt proposal, the world around Obi-Wan and Cody seemed to stand still, the only reality being the space they occupied together on the Terrazza dell'Infinito. The sky, now a tapestry of deep blues and purples, stretched infinitely above them, a celestial witness to their newly promised commitment.

As they stepped away from the terrace's edge, their hands remained clasped, a physical manifestation of the invisible bond that had been strengthened in those profound moments. They walked in silence, the weight of their emotions rendering words unnecessary. The night air was cool against their skin, a gentle reminder of the world's continued existence around their intimate bubble.

Finding a secluded spot, they sat side by side, their gaze fixed on the vast expanse of the star-studded sky above. The gentle sound of the sea, a constant companion throughout their journey in Amalfi, provided a soothing background melody to their thoughts.

Cody, his earlier nervousness replaced by a sense of serene contentment, turned to Obi-Wan, his eyes reflecting the starlight. "I can't believe you said yes," he whispered, his voice a mix of awe and happiness.

Obi-Wan, still processing the multitude of emotions that the proposal had stirred, smiled softly. "How could I not? You've just given me one of the most beautiful moments of my life," he replied, his tone imbued with sincerity.

The quiet of the night enveloped them, the occasional sound of a distant wave crashing against the shore punctuating their shared silence. Obi-Wan leaned his head on Cody's shoulder, a gesture of trust and affection. "I was thinking about the first time we came to Italy," he mused, his voice tinged with nostalgia. "Everything was so new, so uncertain. And now, here we are, engaged under the same Italian sky."

Cody's arm wrapped around Obi-Wan, pulling him closer. "It feels like a full circle, doesn't it?" he said, a note of wonder in his voice. "From uncertainty to a promise of a lifetime."

The ring on Obi-Wan's finger caught the faint light of the stars, a small but significant symbol of their commitment. Obi-Wan turned his hand, watching the light dance across the surface of the stone. "This ring... it's not just a piece of jewelry. It's a promise, a reminder of everything we've been through and everything we have yet to experience together."

Cody nodded, his gaze still fixed on the sky. "I wanted it to be perfect, the proposal. I kept going over it in my mind, worrying about every little detail."

"And it was perfect," Obi-Wan assured him, lifting his head to look into Cody's eyes. "Not because of the setting or the words, but because it was us, because it was real."

They sat there, under the vast canopy of the night, sharing thoughts and dreams, basking in the glow of their newly affirmed love. The stars seemed to shine a little brighter, the sea to sing a little sweeter, as if nature itself was celebrating their union.

As the night deepened, they rose, hand in hand, walking back to their hotel. The path was familiar, yet it felt different, imbued with the significance of the evening's events. Their steps were light, their hearts full, their future a path strewn with the potential of shared adventures and shared life.

Back in their room, they stood at the window, looking out at the night sky. The stars seemed to wink at them, a cosmic approval of their love. In this quiet moment, with the world asleep around them, they embraced, their engagement not just a formal promise, but a deepening of the bond that had already been forged through time, through trials, and through an unwavering commitment to each other.

In the stillness of the night, with the stars as their only witness, they celebrated their engagement, a celebration not of grandeur, but of intimacy, a quiet acknowledgement of the journey they had embarked on together, and the journey that lay ahead. The chapter of their lives closed with a sense of fulfillment, of peace, and of an unspoken excitement for what the future would bring. In each other, they had found their partner, their confidant, their love – under the stars, under the Italian sky, in a world of their own.

As they stood at the window, gazing out into the starlit night, a sense of profound peace enveloped Obi-Wan and Cody. The world outside was a distant echo, their room a sanctuary where dreams and future plans began to unfurl like delicate blossoms.

Obi-Wan, his hand still clasped in Cody's, broke the silence with a contemplative voice. "Do you ever think about how our wedding will be?" he asked, his tone laced with a mixture of curiosity and excitement.

Cody, turning to face him, smiled thoughtfully. "I have, more times than I can count. But now that it's real, it feels different, more... substantial." He paused, searching Obi-Wan's eyes. "I always imagined something small but meaningful, with our closest friends and family, somewhere that holds significance for us."

Obi-Wan's eyes lit up with shared enthusiasm. "I love that idea. Maybe somewhere outdoors, under the stars, like tonight. A celebration that's intimate and true to who we are."

The room seemed to grow warmer with their burgeoning plans, the air itself buzzing with the potential of their shared future. Obi-Wan walked over to the bedside table, retrieving a small notebook and a pen. "Let's jot down our ideas. Everything from the venue to the vows. This is the beginning of our journey, not just as partners, but as a married couple."

As they sat on the bed, the notebook between them, ideas flowed freely, each suggestion a building block in the foundation of their wedding day. Cody mentioned a vineyard they had visited once, its beauty and serenity a perfect backdrop for their vows. Obi-Wan suggested a string quartet, their music a subtle accompaniment to the natural setting.

Their conversation was a tapestry of dreams and aspirations, woven with threads of love and mutual understanding. They spoke of guests, of flowers, of the menu, each detail a reflection of their personalities and their journey together.

As the list grew, so did their excitement, their voices intertwining in a melody of anticipation and joy. Obi-Wan, his eyes sparkling with happiness, leaned in closer to Cody. "And what about our life after the wedding? Have you thought about that?"

Cody, his heart swelling with emotion, nodded. "Every day," he replied. "I dream of a home filled with laughter, with love, a place where we can be ourselves, unguarded and free. I see us traveling, exploring the world together, making memories in every corner of the globe."

Obi-Wan's smile was a mirror to Cody's dreams. "And I see us continuing to grow, individually and together. Supporting each other's aspirations, celebrating each success, no matter how small."

Their dreams for the future were as vast as the night sky outside their window, each star a distant beacon of hope and possibility. They talked of adopting a dog, of maybe one day writing a book together, of learning new things from each other.

The notebook, now filled with their ideas and dreams, lay closed on the bed, a testament to the beginning of a new chapter in their lives. They lay down, turning off the bedside lamp, the room enveloped in the soft glow of the moonlight.

In the quiet of the night, with only the sound of their steady breathing, Obi-Wan and Cody lay side by side, their hearts full of love and hope. The future, once a distant concept, was now a tangible path stretching out before them, paved with the promises they had made and the dreams they shared.

The chapter of their lives closed on a note of hopeful anticipation, their engagement not just a commitment to marry but a vow to continue building a life rich with love, adventure, and shared dreams. Under the blanket of the night, they drifted off to sleep, their thoughts intertwined with the possibilities of tomorrow and the many tomorrows to come. In each other, they had found more than a partner; they had found a companion for life's journey, a journey that was just beginning.

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A Kiss in the Sweetest Rain

My first submission for @codywanbingo - road trip

“I… I need a break, I think,” Obi-Wan said quietly, carefully not looking at his Commander as he said the words. Instead, he stared out at the blurred lights of hundreds of speeders zipping through Coruscant's air lanes.

Cody didn’t answer immediately, but the way the Force turned a soft shade of thoughtful meant that Cody was considering his response carefully.

“From what, sir?”

Obi-Wan folded his arms, hands disappearing beneath his sleeves where Cody wouldn’t be able to see the way he tapped nervously against his forearm. Not that Cody didn’t know, but it helped maintain the image that Obi-Wan had some sort of composure.

Obi-Wan didn’t know how to answer the question. “Duty, I suppose.” He pursed his lips, that wasn’t quite right. “No. From… expectation.”

Cody nodded as though that made perfect sense to him.

Perhaps it did, Cody had grown to know him well. And Cody had his own heavy weight of expectation.

“You’ve had a great deal of expectation on you, sir.”

“As have you,” Obi-Wan said slowly. “With the war over now, it’s quite likely you’ll carry even more.”

The face Cody made was subtle, butt Obi-Wan found himself having to hold back an inappropriate laugh at how disgusted it still managed to look.

“Fox is going to be our Senator, sir. Not me.” Cody shook his head, adamant. “I’m a soldier, not a politician.”

“You’re a talented and highly respected individual,” Obi-Wan said mildly. “And Commander Fox, from what I understand, is being pushed to murder. That is, I’m afraid, quite frowned on for Senators.”

“Then Wolffe can take over,” Cody said, and now he sounded mutinous. “General Koon would be more than happy to help him with the finer arts of negotiations.”

That was true. But they both knew that Cody would accept the calling that his vod’e had requested of him, that he would take the role of Senator for the vod’e, that he would be their voice when for so long they hadn’t had one.

“I’m sure General Koon would be more than willing,” he agreed anyways. “Though… the council has agreed to offer my services, should the vod’e desire them.” He glanced away. “It is, in part, why I wished to take my… hyperlane tour now, while the Senate is in break. And… and why I’d like to invite you to join me.”

Commander Cody went still at the invitation.

Obi-Wan was too practiced to swallow nervously, but he felt the desire to do so. Perhaps to take the words back.

“Sir?” Cody asked quietly.

“Perhaps… perhaps this would be an appropriate time to call me Obi-Wan,” Obi-Wan said, keeping his voice carefully even.

Another long bout of silence.

“I’d like that,” Cody said finally. “To join you and to call you Obi-Wan.”

Obi-Wan let out a slow breath. “That would be lovely.” He turned more to face Cody. “I was planning on leaving tomorrow, though I can push it back. But admittedly, we don’t have long. The Senate will be back in session by the end of the month. I’m afraid it will mainly be a trip through the core, we won’t have time for anything more than that.”

Cody gave him a crooked smile. “I’ve seen enough of the mid rim and outer rim for quite some time. It’d be nice to see places where battledroids haven’t been wrecking destruction.”

“I’m sure I can provide that.” Obi-Wan assured him. Or at least, he certainly hoped he could. Knowing his luck they’d run into some secret Separatist base.

“Tomorrow then?” Obi-Wan asked.

“Tomorrow,” Cody agreed.

Obi-Wan couldn’t help the small smile that crossed his face. “Well then, I should probably stop dawdling and head to that council meeting before I disappear off on vacation and leave them with my paperwork.”

Cody snorted. “You finished your paperwork already, the guilt wouldn’t let you leave it.”

A laugh escaped him. “Perhaps that’s true.”

It was, but then, Cody knew him so very well.

Obi-Wan raised an eyebrow at the large bag Cody was carrying.

“And what’s all that?” he asked mildly.

Cody gave him a crooked grin and dumped the bag on top of the small lounge table of the small ship Obi-Wan was borrowing from the temple.

An assortment of goodies and treats fell out. “Holo assured me that hyperlane tours like this one required an excessive amount of candy.”

“Did he now.” Obi-Wan stared at the large assortment of candy. “I’m not sure we’re going to be able to eat it all,” he admitted. “Unless you’ve suddenly developed a sweet tooth?” His own sweet tooth was a fickle thing, there then gone at random, and highly inconsistent. He doubted it would last the whole trip.

“Not in the slightest, sir. But some of the candies are sour gummies, and there are some spicy pieces as well.”

“Well then.” Obi-Wan shrugged. “If Holo says it’s a part of the hyperlane tour experience, then I dare say we’ll have to do it.”

“Are we doing everything that Holo says is on the hyperlane tour?” Cody asked, and there was a sudden mischievous look in his eyes.

“That very much depends,” Obi-Wan said, feeling rightfully wary. “What exactly has Holo been claiming happens on hyperlane tours?”

“According to Holo, it’s inevitable that everything will go terribly wrong, and that in the chaos of the adventure we’ll discover a ‘deep-seated adoration for one another that simply can’t be quenched’.” Cody was clearly trying not to smile, but his eyes were sparkling with humor. “However, we’ll both be too timid to say anything about it for fear of ruining what we have.”

“Oh dear,” Obi-Wan said dryly. A twist of anticipation came over him. He was fairly certain he knew where this was going. He couldn’t say he was displeased. It was part of the reason he had wanted to go on a hyperlane tour with Cody in the first place.

Minus the drama of a holofilm that was.

“Only once the trip ends will we realize how unbearable it is to keep silent about our feelings. Then, during Coruscant’s scheduled rain period, we’ll both break down and realize that we can’t stay silent any longer and we’ll fortuitously meet each other in the pouring rain where we’ll dramatically confess our feelings.”

Obi-Wan was fighting his own smile. “That’s quite the pressure to put on a poor hyperlane tour.”

Cody shrugged, the movement completely nonchalant. “I just thought I’d put it out there, Obi-Wan. Just so we’re aware of the possibility.”

“We can certainly play out our designated roles.” He grinned wryly. “Force knows that Holo is probably right that everything will go wrong. It does have a frustrating tendency to do just that.”

“We could,” Cody agreed.

“Or,” Obi-Wan suggested. “We consider three years of traveling the galaxy while everything went wrong to be our disastrous hyperlane tour of discovery.”

Cody nodded consideringly. “Now that’s an idea. But it’s not raining, Obi-Wan. I’m not sure it has the right gravitas for us to confess to anything.”

“Ah. You’re right. If we’re going to do this, we really best do it right.” He waved his hand at the candy Cody had dumped on the table, sending the pieces floating into the air, letting them drop down in scatters before sending them back up to the top where they fell again. I really looked more like a sprinkle than the pouring rain that Obi-Wan was certain was popular in the holofilms that Holo had been telling Cody about.

Cody gave the presentation a considering look. “I suppose that’ll do.” He stepped closer. “I hope you don’t mind if I keep my confession drama free.”

“It’s raining candy, Cody, I think it’s safe to say that we can handle our confessions however we please.”

“Good.” Cody pressed forward and kissed him, soft and slow and Obi-Wan let the candy fall to the ground in a final clatter. “I love you, Obi-Wan.”

“I love you, too,” Obi-Wan said, smiling softly as he kissed Cody again. “Really and truly.”

“Well, you kissed me in the rain,” Cody said, that mischievous smile appearing on his face again. “That has to be true love, doesn’t it?”

“I daresay it does,” Obi-Wan agreed. And then just because he could, he sent the candy back in the air so that it could fall in one last rain as he kissed Cody again.

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