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ninjigma · 9 months

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RexObi Week Part 1/7 - Next

Day 1: “Rise and shine, sleeping beauty.” Track: 'Who Do You Love' (E) - Mariana's Trench (Spotify / YouTube)

The sun was warm on Obi-Wan's face, splitting through the gently swaying curtains of the open balcony door. The blankets he was still tucked beneath were cool but heavy, and he was loath to open his eyes at all and break the hazy feeling of still semi asleep. It was a peace he hadn't known in a long while so why would he ever want to break it?

Well, there was perhaps one reason.

Silently there was a new weight on the bed. The sun that had been valiantly fighting to wake him was blocked by shadow, and Obi-Wan hummed absently at the relief, shifting his head slightly more toward the weight he recognized long before they spoke.

"Rise and shine, sleeping beauty."

Obi-Wan's smile couldn't be helped, and he knew now there was no chance to feign sleep even if he wanted to. "I am not sure who you are talking to my dear. I am neither asleep nor do I think my bed head looks beautiful."

"Well," Rex's voice was soft, not wanting to break the quiet moment as he set something further down the bed and leaned closer. "You have definitely slept in. Missed the breakfast cart and everything. And-" at this Obi-Wan felt some fingers brush against the wrist tucked near his head. "If I didn't think the messy look was beautiful, you may be out of luck."

Obi-Wan finally couldn't stop himself. The loving jab was just enough to prompt quiet laughter to bubble out of him, eyes opening to finally take in Rex. The clone was in fact leaned towards him, stomach down and only wearing tight black neoprene shorts that definitely didn't give Obi-Wan any quick reminders of the night before. He focused instead on how Rex was in fact reaching out, the warm fingers brushing over him also holding a cup of gentling steaming caf. Steam that rose and swirled up past Rex's face framed in short golden curls that had dared to grow out in the last few weeks, boldly caught the sun streaming behind him and used it to light up around his head like a true halo. And the more Obi-Wan looked, the more his smile grew and eyes crinkled, until Rex was tilting his head and knitting darker brows together.

"What? No further protest sir?"

"Maybe I just finally learned not to protest such things?"

Rex pulled a face of disbelief that made Obi-Wan out right laugh this time, rolling more on his side and righting himself to better see that Rex had also brought a caddy with baked goods and fruit, along with another steaming caf. "Obi-Wan Kenobi," Rex started, the full name falling from his lips a rarity that still made something in Obi-Wan's stomach flip. "I would believe that just as much as I would believe you saying you had become a sith."

Obi-Wan hummed, and slowly brought his own hand up to cup over Rex's jaw, the clone no longer hesitating to lean into the touch. "Well, when it is you saying it, I find it has become much easier to believe."

A breath. Their eyes locked together in honesty, in growth; in how Obi-Wan gave out a bit more trust and Rex offered a bit more faith, as if they hadn't both already committed so much so readily. Somehow they still had further to go, and did so with all the excitement of a youth neither had truly experienced.

No. Right now, with Rex taking a breath to make a retort Obi-Wan knew would make him laugher brighter then he had in years, the oh so great High General Jedi Master Obi-Wan Kenobi felt like nothing more then the young fool in love that Rex had made him into.

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Announcing RexObi Fest Week 2023

It's that time of year again where we are rapidly approaching everyone's favorite season! Think past the spring rains and dewy mornings into the sunny beach days, chasing fireflies, and our favorite, the beginning of every summer fling in existence! This year we are hoping to find that romance and make it last with a RexObi week for all seasons!

Announcing RexObi Fest 2023!

We are a laid-back RexObi event with no minimum requirements for any fanwork created for the event–so long as RexObi is the focus of your fanwork, anything goes!

The 2023 theme(s) for RexObi Week is romance and nostalgia!

Everyone will be able to submit their favorite prompt, image prompt, &/or quote/poem prompt. Once all prompts have been submitted, you get to vote and tell us what your favorites are! Once finalized, content creators will have 8 weeks to work on their creation(s), so you can do as many, or as few, as you want.

Prompt Submissions open on April 30, and will be open for 2 weeks

Prompt Voting will open on May 14, with another prompt elimination to follow

Final Prompts will be announced on May 23

AO3 Collection will open in June

Posting week is from July 23 to July 29, 2023

Get caught up in a wistful romance with us!

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RexObi Week Part 7/7 - First / Previous

Day 7: Wedding Invitation Track: 'Share Your Address' - Ben Platt (Spotify / YouTube)

Rex didn't always wake up first. Though it was rare enough that when he didn't find Obi-Wan's warm side to tuck into that morning, he was wide awake in seconds, eyes blinking any remnants of sleep away as easily as any clone trooper could.

Quick eyes covered the room, noted things at record speed. Nothing was broken or out of place, the patio door was open, but not any further then Rex had been opening it in the mornings, and Obi-Wan's clothes were still tossed on the floor from the night before. The biggest things out of place were that one, it was still dark out, and two, the door to the attached fresher was slightly open with light spilling out, but their was no noise beyond.

As loath as Rex was to leave the warmth of the bed, he was also as curious as any clone could be, and with how silent it was he couldn't help but wonder what had woken the Jedi. There was even a hint of worry beginning to grow the more time passed, Rex all to familiar with the things that could wake and haunt a Jedi, especially Obi-Wan. So, with only a mild huff, he slid from the blankets, pulled on the oversized sweater their barely reached past the curve of his backside, and made his way over to the door.

"Kenobi?"

And though Rex had made no effort to be quiet, had pulled the sweater over his naked form with a mumble at being up and wasn't shielding his presence at all, the word sparked a very sudden reaction out of Obi-Wan. He had his back to Rex, standing almost eerily still, and Rex did not like the completely unfocused look he could see on Obi-Wan's face in the mirror. He appeared freshly showered and was dressed except for a folded blue dress shirt on the counter, but something just seemed off as rex's eyes flickered over the scars and marks he had come to know so well. There was also a hair buzzer, shaving cream, a towel, and Rex could guess what was supposed to be happening. But with the lack of movement he had been prompted to say the mans name, only instead of turning or answering or anything Rex had expected, Obi-Wan flinched hard, dropped the razor, and then hissed while clamping a hand to the left side of his neck.

"Rex!" The surprise in Obi-Wan's voice was enough to make Rex blink in confusion, but him whirling toward Rex with a look the clone would normally have described as fear was much worse. "I- I'm sorry I woke you I was just, er, woke up and figured I'd clean up, of sorts."

Rex shook his head a bit in bewilderment. "You didn't really wake me, sir, just woke up," Rex then took a further step forward, reaching out towards where Obi-Wan was still clutching at his neck. "You were really quiet Obi-Wan, are you-"

Obi-Wan caught Rex's wrist in his free hand, the movement fast but the grip gentle. "I'm okay, really my dear," at this ever so convincing statement Obi-Wan stepped forward and pressed a quick kiss to Rex's palm, which Rex normally would have been happy about, but now had doubts as his Jedi continued to move forward, crowding Rex back the few steps out of the fresher. "I'll be done in a moment, promise. If you'd like, I had the morning cart sent up early, it should be outside now so you can help yourself well I finish, all right?"

Rex only had time to nod absently, eyes flicking to where a drop of dark crimson had escaped down the side of Obi-Wan's throat before they were parted, and the door slid shut between them.

And Rex felt... lonely. It was a hard contrast to what must have been only hours ago, the evening before when Obi-Wan had so clearly reminded Rex of how much he loved him, fought for him the way Rex craved. Now he felt he was missing something very important, important to Obi-Wan. And if he was important enough to know about such things in the Jedi's life, then... well, Rex hadn't exactly been in a lot of relationships, but he did truly believe they were meant to share such things. That if something had Obi-Wan acting like this, then something must be wrong, and that meant something was wrong for Rex too, because the clone saw their worries together now, their hopes and wants intertwined. To fight back to back, never seeing but always trusting the other to be there. Not against, and not even side by side. The blind faith that your most vulnerable could be trusted wholeheartedly to someone. That was love right? Which means no, Rex shouldn't let Obi-Wan face whatever was obviously worrying him, hurting him. He should be in there with him, helping with the cut on his neck, weaving through the usual brand of nervous Jedi Obi-Wan still sometimes slipped into.

But when Rex raised his hand to the controls he thought of that moment again and froze.

Because maybe what was wrong was Rex.

The clones mind suddenly went a mile a minute, tracing over the last few minutes, days, weeks. Trying to find the change, the moment. But he had answers for everything that seemed out of place besides just now. And what could have happened between Obi-Wan pushing Rex down into their bed and Rex waking up alone in it?

Rex lowered his hand.

On the autopilot of past mornings Rex moved back to the kitchen and retrieved the cart from the hall. He noted how it had a few extra things today, a variety of treats like small pastries with powdered sugar dusted on them, and braided bite sized ones Rex discovered were filled with a type of strawberry jam. Sadly though he found he it hard to enjoy them the way they were probably intended. His mind kept blinking back, unsure whether to settle in the thoughts of what is wrong, or that he was somehow wrong. He didn't have any reason to really think such things, had been with Kenobi long enough to build a trust between them that if there really was something wrong and Rex was responsible for it, then Kenobi would come to him with it. In fact, he had already done so a few times, including opening up just nights ago with how he had been worried about not knowing how to give Rex a proper vacation. So, surely, it couldn't be Rex.

But what else could it be? What would prompt Obi-Wan not to share his worries now; what else could there be that Kenobi apparently did not trust Rex with?

It was just starting to gnaw at him properly when the Jedi came into the room, now with his shirt on and a small shimmery patch just below his beard where a pink line was healing. Rex expected something then, an admission of what was happening now that Kenobi had time to process, or even an apology ready as he still had a habit of doing. But he didn't do any of that, instead seeming to be only smiles again. In fact, he seemed near giddy now, slowly lifting the sweater and running broad hands up over Rex's sides. It was somewhat reassuring, the touch calming a part of Rex as it stayed rather innocent and exploratory, pulling away only ever long enough to sip caf or grab a fruit to share; but no talk of what had happened in the fresher came up. And before Rex knew it, the General had suggested a walk and he was holding his hand, quietly following the Jedi's lead.

Which brought him to the beach. Rex loved the beach, loved the water, the feeling, the sound, the smell. This early, with the sun just breaking above the waves, there weren't many people at all, mostly just a few workers here and there setting up morning stalls and activities. And the further down the beach they went the less there were, until it was just them and the waves biting at their feet.

"Rex?"

Rex came to a halt, the hand in General Kenobi's being pulled slightly behind him as the Jedi stopped walking. And when he looked back and found the concern so plainly written on the Jedi's face, Rex couldn't help sighing quietly in his head.

"Yes General?"

He watched as lips pursed tightly, and a decision was apparently made. "You've been rather quiet my love. I know you asked if I was okay earlier, and I promise again I am, but-"

"No."

The snap of the General's mouth was almost audible, everything about him going still at Rex's clipped tone. The hand still entwined with Rex's barely seemed to even have a pulse, everything frozen despite the quickly warming air.

"I didn't ask," Rex continued. "You said you were okay before I got to ask the question."

There was a bob to that freshly shaven throat, eyes that widened and an almost palpable upset easing out around them.

"Rex I... I'm so sorry. I had just- just..."

"Just what sir?"

The formal titles seemed to be getting to the Jedi now, who's eyes continued to try and flicker away. He was fighting something, Rex definitely knew the signs of that, but the clone couldn't honestly tell what. And the more time that ticked by, the more the sun rose and the waves began hitting against their shins, the more Rex wanted to wade into the water and disappear.

"If you really don't trust me enough to tell me what happened, what is wrong-" Rex started.

"That isn't-"

"Or if I have done something to upset you somehow that I am incapable of correcting-"

"No, Rex-"

"Then why are we here?"

His tone was level, Rex was good at that. Clear and straight cut. He wasn't letting anything play through his words, wasn't stating anything other then the words themselves. He kept his eyes up, locked on General Kenobi's forehead for the illusion of contact without ever actually making any. So he was able to note the true flash of emotions play across the General's face. Micro flinches Rex had long since catalogued, surprise turned to hurt before morphing to distress and hints of panic. Obviously Rex had been right, that something was wrong. Something was worrying General Kenobi and the man had chosen to hide it from him.

So when the General then let go of his hand, sputtering through noises that made no sense and hands beginning to wave about slightly, Rex decided maybe they really did both need a moment and turned to the water.

Rex didn't care that he wasn't wearing swim gear, didn't care that he left his sandals where the ocean would no doubt swallow them into its tides. He simply walked out until it was at his waist, gave the General the space and time he believed was wanted from Rex, and let himself sway with the surf instead. The water was still so cool, weaving past the fabric to ease at his muscle and take weight from his bones. His hands slowly began carding through the water, swirling in the ebb and flow of it. The water withstood the test of time better then anything ever had or ever will, and Rex let that familiar thought ground him. Let the waters immovable change strengthen him as it had many times before.

And for how long it was, he didn't know for sure, but the sun was about half way up when he opened his eyes again. He could sense General Kenobi to his left sooner then that, but he hadn't said a word until Rex had taken a deep breath and turned toward him.

"You haven't done anything wrong Rex. And even if you had, I would more then trust you with it as well. I am sorry I gave you the impression otherwise."

Rex stayed silent still. He could feel that there was more; and besides that, General Kenobi's words were hollow if he did not fulfill the truth of them and trust Rex with what was wrong.

"I was just- I am nervous."

Which... wasn't the answer Rex expected. And unfortunately his silence this time was only met with the sound of waves, so he gave in to the prompting. "Nervous for what? That isn't much of an explanation sir-"

"Rex I know, I know," The General had turned quickly, once again taking Rex's wrist in his hand. But instead of kissing it goodbye this time, he brought it between both of his hands and pulled it towards his heart. "I know it is no explanation, especially not the one you deserve, I just- if I go through with it right here I am afraid I would actually drown with my height, and if I don't do it the right way I am positive Cody will find out somehow, and I rightfully already karked it up cutting myself shaving, Vos is going to hang me from my beard, not to mention you almost saw the ring because I couldn't follow the one rule Cody gave about not taking it out until I was proposing and-"

Rex's other hand clamped down on General Kenobi's mouth, the Jedi's looking desperately back to Rex. But Rex couldn't think much on that as he struggled to comprehend everything that just came spilling out of the Jedi. "I think you need to start that over, before Cody really does appear from no where to shove you in the ocean."

As the clones hand pulled away Obi-Wan's watery blue eyes widened in realization of what he said, and if Rex was being honest with himself, which he always tried to do, it was somewhat amusing how this was all falling apart in a very Obi-Wan way. Because if what Rex caught in all of that was truly what was about to happen, then this was most definitely a story that would make it back to Cody, with the express note that Rex wouldn't want a single second of it changed. Especially not when Obi-Wan once again fumbled as he seemed to forget himself and go to kneel, only to require Rex to grab him swiftly as a wave smacked into his shoulder and nearly took him under with it.

And now, both standing inches apart with Rex clutching Obi-Wan's shirt in a death grip and Obi-Wan snatching at a small, familiar blue colored box out of the water, tight enough to turn his already pale knuckle pure white as they both slowly began to laugh.

"Oh Rex," Obi-Wan sighed, face split in the most honest smile Rex had ever witnessed on him. "I am so sorry for being such a fool. But I am not the least bit sorry for how it has brought us here. I have a whole speech memorized, Cody made me repeat it over and over to Quinlan while Quinlan gave me various responses, but none of it was... this."

"Was what?" Rex couldn't stop his own smile that was almost starting to hurt now. "Was you nearly drowning because you forgot what you just said, calling yourself too short? Or the part where you have already blurted out what you are doing to me without actually doing it yet?"

Obi-Wan groaned, and Rex watched as bright blue eyes ensnared in crows feet rolled to the side. "All of it Rex, all of it. How do I even start to fix this?"

"Well," Rex hummed, letting his hold go a bit more slack but keeping his hands on Obi-Wan's broad chest. "Seems a shame to do all of that work and then not say your speech."

Rex could feel the waves still pushing at them, felt it mirror the pull of Obi-Wan's features as he seemed to think something through very critically for a moment before answering.

"Rex I... well I honestly can't. Later, if you want the full thing, I shall recite it with all the dramatics that I always deny having, but right now this just seems more... right. I don't know how to encompass everything we have been through together in some small speech anyhow. How do I explain how I trust you with everything, all the lives and happiness of those I love most, in the same time constraint that I give special prose to how much I adore the way your nose scrunches differently depending on your emotions- like that!"

Rex had in fact scrunched his nose up without realizing at the mention of his nose, and Obi-Wan had stolen the opportunity to quickly pop upward and kiss the end of it, much to the already overwhelmed clones amusement.

"My point is, rún, that you are the light of my life, the one I want to dedicate myself fully to, in every way imaginable, in front of every being who will listen including the Force itself. I love you. All of you. All that you have been, all that you are, and all that you will become. And to share all of that with you would be the highest honor I, high Jedi Master and General of the third systems army Obi-Wan Kenobi, could ever be given. So, letting the years speak for me, all I ask now is if you would give me the most wonderful gift of allowing me to remain at your side until the end, and guard your back as you have protected my heart against anything this galaxy can come up with, and marry me?"

Rex had been biting his lip, trying not to make a sound throughout all of Obi-Wan's fumbled words, taking them all in as the sun rose higher and the waves continued to hug them. He truly couldn't believe it was all happening though, that Obi-Wan Kenobi was saying this to him. A man with a galaxy wide reputation that was only truly rivaled by his own former Padawan, a man who had lead countless successful battles and missions, who had been giving his entire life to keep the peace before Rex had even been a test tube of random DNA. He stood now before Rex, a simple clone, and said he would dedicate all of that to him, if he only allowed him.

And though Rex had questions, like how Obi-Wan would keep his dedication to the order, those answers would come later (mostly in the shape of Anakin awaiting them on the landing platform, excitedly announcing how he had managed to outmaneuver Cody to get Obi-Wan's resignation letter to Windu for absolutely every Jedi and their clone on the platform to hear). For now, Rex only had one thing he wished to say as Obi-Wan very carefully opened the box between their chests to reveal a silver ring, inset with dark blue jaig eye shaped gems fit snugly around a light blue crystal that pulsed with a familiar kyber core.

And he said it first without any words at all, heart bursting in his chest as he tightened his hands on Obi-Wan's shirt again and tugged him in for a promise sealed in a kiss. Then he backed only a breath away and locked a gaze that could make most beings squirm directly on Obi-Wan. "Yes, Obi-Wan Kenobi. Nothing would make me happier then being attached to your clumsy, dorky, handsome, brilliant, stubborn, and amazing self for the rest of my life."

And if there was one thing Rex would never forget, it was how brightly Obi-Wan smiled up at him then after slipping that ring on his finger with shaky hands, or how the sun lit the grey in his hair so brightly it begged for Rex to thread his newly decorated hand through it. To capture Obi-Wan once again without any barrier between them. Just the light of a new day, the waves they stood against, and the currents of the universe melding them together.

Because if there was ever any guarantee in this universe, it was this: Obi-Wan needed to love, and Rex needed to be given it.

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RexObi Week Part 5/7 - First / Previous / Next

Day 5: Skinny Dipping Track: 'Naked' - X Ambassadors (Spotify / YouTube)

It had never been hard to convince Rex to go swimming. He had a few preferences, the beach they once again crossed being one of them, but at the promise of shelved stone and clear water elsewhere Rex had stayed in step with Obi-Wan back towards the caves. And truly that was all Obi-Wan had really planned, just some time swimming somewhere a bit more private, with some food packed if they choose to simply enjoy the upper ledges afterward.

At least it was until they got there, and the universe had other ideas.

"This is a new one," Rex pondered from behind him. Obi-Wan nodded excitedly, pulling his shirt over his head and slowly turning to take in the cave. It had a wider opening directly facing the ocean, sunlight streaming in to show multiple waterfalls glittering near the back that had helped shape the depth of the cave pool. All of it was smoothed, even the tunnel they were exiting was seamlessly dipping below gentle waters that Obi-Wan was already stepping into, enjoying how it felt on bare feet this time.

"More just for the chance to swim then anything. I quite enjoyed-"

Obi-Wan was going to say something, he was sure of it, but as his slow turn brought him back to facing Rex he was stopped by sudden lips on his. It left him blinking a few times, hands still too tangled in his shirt to reach out properly and leaving him rather sad when that meant Rex pulled away only a breath later.

"Rex, wha-" Obi-Wan started to ask, ever curious to what had prompted the kiss, only to make a swift decision and snap his mouth shut.

"Oh General, I think Cody may actually be a tad impressed," Rex smiled as the question died on Obi-Wan's still parted lips, taking the mans shirt without any difficulty and turning back into the tunnel. "If he could get over the part where you were kissing his vod'ika, anyway."

Obi-Wan scoffed slightly, fighting the usual inevitable blush when Rex was that forward. He loved when the clone felt so emboldened to make the first move, to reach out for him first, as it was a sign and reminder that he was comfortable enough with Obi-Wan to take a bit of what he wants, especially after so long not doing so. Rex was born a clone and raised a solider. To just take what he wanted wasn't a part of who Rex was. It wasn't a part of rank or regulation, a part of being numbered or achieving sameness. None of the Jedi Obi-Wan knew thought of the clones as the same, especially beneath the surface, and were even key in requesting the clones be otherwise. To be named, to talk back, to question the Jedi. Because they needed to be. Obi-Wan needed to be.

So seeing Rex now, smiling slyly as he turned to set the food further in the tunnel and remove his own shoes, Obi-Wan wasn't at all curious why; just lost in overwhelmed awe of how. How he could have ever been so lucky, how he could have ever deserved all of this, how close everything had come to simply ending and how by some Force sworn miracle it hadn't. How instead he was here, with the man he loved, in the quiet of an afternoon-

-falling backwards with a yelp into the water.

One second Obi-Wan had been lost in thought, backing up further to slowly adjust to the water, and in the next his foot suddenly had nothing solid beneath it. The resounding splash was drowned out of his own ears by the rush of water and his own momentary flailing as he registered how it was much colder when dunking oneself and he had not been properly prepared to not be breathing. He came back up sputtering, hair pasted over his eyes and the sound of Rex's laughter getting through to him before anything else.

"Well," Obi-Wan coughed, getting his feet beneath him and standing now waist deep in water. "I definitely don't think he would be impressed now."

The Jedi hadn't bothered to brush away his hair, finding he would in fact like to hide his reddened face behind it a bit longer. But alas, his embarrassment was often described as an endearment in the eyes of his clone, and he couldn't do anything but look meekly upward when warm hands parted the wet strands.

"Jedi Master and High General Obi-Wan Kenobi," Rex stated, with all the authority of someone who held every secret in the the palm of their hand. "You, are a fool."

And this time, as the laughter echoed around them, it was Obi-Wan pushing forward for a kiss, unable to stop himself from wanting to capture Rex's crooked grin with his own lips.

Lips that smiled together, around loving and familiar quiet jabs, while they moved together in the water. Though it didn't take long for Obi-Wan to begin kissing a bit more firmly, broad hands beginning to snake their way under the swim shirt Rex preferred to keep on and pulling them closer together.

"Sir," the clone now chuckled a bit breathlessly. "What are you-"

"Rex," Obi-Wan cut off, voice suddenly lower and mouth moving more on to Rex's jaw. "I'm being spontaneous."

And to make it clear exactly how spontaneous he was being, Obi-Wan backed away slightly and pulled the shirt up and over Rex's head, trapping the clones arms for a moment just long enough to kiss him again before tossing the shirt toward the tunnel.

A bit more smothered laughter as Obi-Wan began kissing the newly exposed skin, and his hands smoothed over Rex's lean flanks. The clone was built for movement, endurance, though his waist cut tighter then any other clone Obi-Wan had seen shirtless, his flexibility astounding and even besting Obi-Wan's. Rex was deadly, he could feel it in the flex of back muscles and the minute movements of the hips his hands travelled down over, but he was beautiful. From a slightly crooked bottom tooth in his iconic smile, every small mark and scar on honeyed skin, the slightly growing golden curls he could just start to run his fingers through, all of it, beautiful. A true treasure to Obi-Wan, and he treated it as such when he began to dip his fingers under the tight waistband.

"O- Obi-Wan?" Rex didn't exactly ask the question, but Obi-Wan answered anyway.

"I love you Rex." So easy to say now, so close he had come to never saying it again. "And I am going to show you, like this, right here."

And, trusting Rex to stop him as always whenever they explored something new, Obi-Wan pushed further, lips travelling down Rex's neck and collarbone while his hands pushed away the fabric. Rex's own hands had found their way to his hair, a mix of wavy strands partially dried that made for the perfect thing to grab hold of and cause Obi-Wan's own breath to hitch in his throat.

"Yes sir."

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RexObi Week Part 3/7 - First / Previous / Next

Day 3: Amusement Park Track: 'Friday I'm In Love' - The Cure (Spotify / YouTube)

"The more of these games I see the more I'm surprised there isn't people fighting everywhere."

"Well, I do believe people are not here mainly to win cheap stuffed animals. There are many other things to enjoy."

"Is that why you keep using the Force on the clearly rigged games?"

Obi-Wan raised his nose slightly, carefully tucking his hands behind his back after one last flick of his wrist at a rubber duck with a tiny loop on the top. The squeal of joy from the young child holding a much too flimsy hook nearly drowned out his prim response. "My dear, are you suggesting I would cheat?"

"Well," Rex grinned crookedly. "Never for yourself, but yes."

Obi-Wan made an affronted noise, though the mirth in his eyes couldn't fool anyone in the galaxy, as he slid an arm through Rex's and began walking a bit further. They were in absolutely no rush, the sun beginning to set and stars already blinking above them. It meant that dozens if not hundreds of lights were flicking to life, bright and vibrant in a way that almost reminded Obi-Wan of Force signatures when he was younger. Unfocused, youthful, undetermined futures; a swirl from hot to cold and so much life it was near overwhelming to open yourself to. In fact, Obi-Wan wasn't fully sure how to really feel about this date suggestion, mostly going through with it for the adrenaline of the rides and the sweets he thought Rex would enjoy trying, but leaning into Rex's side and watching that little one proudly accept the stuffed bantha from a perplexed looking worker was quite worth it.

He also found he minded the heat and overall stickiness of things even less when, five minutes later, Rex was crouched behind a water gun with a look of utter clone stubbornness and efficiency, and Obi-Wan was trying not to literally cheer as the clone won his second round in a row. It was all Rex here, beating the neigh impossible game and gathering a few further youngsters around him that wished to watch as he nailed the target perfectly.

"That's insane!" a child to Obi-Wan's right whispered to their friend, who only nodded wide eyed back. "I have never seen anyone win even the first round of this!"

"Do you think he is a bounty hunter?" another murmured.

"Maybe he's a Jedi!"

This last one was said much louder, and met with a small outbreak of whispering that Obi-Wan couldn't help but laugh at, much to the upset of the child that said it.

"He could be!" They defended, small yellow cheek markings rising with his scrunched nose, and the face paint of a rainbow crinkling.

"Well, I can assure you he isn't, young one." Obi-Wan gave a soft smile, as more curious children looked to him.

"Why should we believe you?" the first one asked, their friend still clinging to their side and watching Rex. "How else could he be so good?"

"Because he is one of the best," Obi-Wan answered simply, without specify who exactly Rex was the best of, seeing as Obi-Wan believed it was just about anyone anyhow. "As for how I know he isn't a Jedi..."

Rex then won the fifth round, maxing out the prize and earning the stuffed animal that had caught their eye to begin with as the perfect gift for Cody when they returned home. Though before the stunned worker had the chance to fully process he needed to unhook the creature and deliver it, Obi-Wan had raised a hand for the children to easily see and twisted it up and towards Rex to use the Force to toss the waiting clone his prize.

"It is because he told me himself he isn't." Obi-Wan finished firmly. And before the kids could close their mouths or Rex had finished rolling his eyes, Obi-Wan was once again next to his partner and linking them together to stride away into the crowd.

"Showing off again sir?" Rex asked, handing the plush animal, a varactyl in a strikingly familiar pattern, to Obi-Wan.

"Me? Showing off?" Obi-Wan curled an arm under the plush. "I was merely correcting assumptions."

"The assumptions of a child?" At this Rex had slid behind Obi-Wan more properly, giving an accusing squeeze of strong, lean arms.

"The assumption that you are a Jedi," Obi-Wan turned his head to smile more properly at Rex behind him. "First, I have heard you plenty of times state otherwise, which, in a way you are fully aware of, I am more then grateful for. And second, I know that nothing of the skill you just showed has to do with being born Force sensitive. That was all my lovely, talented, handsome rún."

And though Obi-Wan knew Rex still didn't know the exact meaning of the word he used, he had said it enough to bring color to the clones cheeks even as he shook his head. the he had declared it over in a dozen different circumstances of praise to Rex to make it clear. Knew he had put enough truth in his smile and joy in his eyes to make the adoration obvious, even past how Rex pulled Obi-Wan back into himself more firmly, with a quip already clearly set to make Obi-Wan blush much worse.

So, when Obi-Wan cut Rex off to press a kiss to his lips that gave a much more obvious hint at exactly how much Obi-Wan appreciated watching Rex win the stuffed plush, he was met with more love then Obi-Wan had ever dared want for, and would be grateful every day to have.

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Day 6: Beachside Bar Track: 'Barcelona' - Ed Sheeran (Spotify / YouTube)

Obi-Wan liked to think himself a pretty patient man. Not one to covet or be jealous, someone slow to anger. But he was wise enough now to know it was all learned traits. That it was hours of dedication and careful balance. In fact, he may even argue he learned his specifically patience twice; once for himself as a padawan, to have patience in his own learning and growth and to not become frustrated or spark his emotions too quickly. Patience to actually learn. And then he had gotten Anakin, and his patience had been tested anew; the patience for his own padawan was finding the right ways to explain things and have grace for Anakin when something went wrong. Patience to actually teach. He had learned to wait, to breathe and regulate, to trust more in the motion of time itself and how the Force flowed with it, two currents in the same waters. It was the same trust he put in Rex, another being he knew would go with him where needed, that he was fully dedicating the flow of his own life to curve and wind into the ebb and flow of Rex's.

Except, when Obi-Wan stood up from leaning on the bar waiting for drinks, when he weaved his way through the growing night time crowd on the beach and had a clear view of Rex again, everything he thought he had learned was gone.

Because standing next to Rex was a person that wasn't Obi-Wan. A person with a sheer white, completely unbuttoned shirt. Someone with a perfectly tanned complexion, with beautiful white tattoos that trail off the cheek bones and made them and their jaw appear sharper. Someone with the richest green eyes and warmest, gentlest waves of perfect brown hair, who stood a good four inches above Rex. They were a person who was not freckled, who didn't have sunscreen smeared all over them, or hair that was greying early or was unreliable in its color to begin with. They weren't shorter then Rex, they didn't have a small pouch on their stomach, they didn't have their oddly colored mint shirt buttoned up near all the way. They were someone who was making Rex smile and was now very much leaning into Rex's space.

They were someone flirting with Rex; someone that was not Obi-Wan.

Obi-Wan was walking up more behind the two of them, Rex having wanted a spot closer to the water, and Obi-Wan felt the ache in his chest fight with the sudden boldness. Wars fought between wanting to stay rooted to the spot and otherwise insert himself directly between them. Though as a hand came down to rest on the standing table, mere inches from Rex's backside, his mind was much more made up, and he could feel the heat in his face faster then he registered the steps he was suddenly taking forward.

"Hello there," he greeted, his voice oozing in very forced pleasantries that Rex seemed to catch if the slight eyebrow at him was anything to go by. But Obi-Wan wasn't paying attention to that, eyes much more locked on the person on Rex's other side as he offered the clone the pink slushy mixed drink. "I do hope it isn't too sweet."

"Couldn't help the strawberries, sir?" Rex asked as he accepted the glass, smiling at the small purple umbrella poked in the strawberry. He didn't seem aware at all of how the other was still leaning toward him, the smile on their face completely unchanged despite Obi-Wan's arrival.

In fact, they apparently were so confident in themselves they didn't even let Obi-Wan get past opening his mouth to answer before cutting him off, voice as deep and level as Obi-Wan dreaded. "Can anybody? I happen to love them. That is a fine choice of drink."

Obi-Wan's smile was tight. "Why thank you. Though I don't believe we have actually met before?"

Which of course they took as a chance to lower their head in feigned apology and lean more over Rex, who by now was flicking his eyes between the two of them much more critically as he sipped at the straw in his drink. "Oh no, I just happened to be walking the beach and noticed how alone Rex here looked. It doesn't do well to enjoy such a wonderful sunset without someone else."

Obi-Wan now couldn't help but outright bristle. Not only had no name actually been volunteered, nor his own asked for, it was very clear this person didn't intend to back off at all despite the obvious hinting. In fact Obi-Wan was pretty sure giving Rex a drink and having shorts that matched the clones were pretty obvious hints that he wasn't, in fact, alone. But the implication that Rex still seemed alone anyhow, as if Obi-Wan had simply abandoned him or wasn't deemed enough to satisfy Rex-

"Well he isn't alone," and perhaps in a clearer mindset Obi-Wan would have been embarrassed by how snappish it sounded, but at the moment he didn't even fully notice Rex's widened eyes as Obi-Wan set his own drink aside and pulled his sunglasses off to more properly glare. "He has me, and I was simply getting him a drink-"

Finally they raised their hands and leaned back ever so slightly, but kept the innocent look as they spoke directly at Rex like the clone should be worried about what was happening. "Woah, no need to be so possessive. Doesn't seem very healthy, in my opinion."

And if Obi-Wan had been upset before, he was outright angry now, hurt blooming in his chest. An ingrained part of him balked, and he swayed backward slightly at the accusation of being possessive of Rex. That he had overstepped, that he was speaking for Rex and not with him. That he really had let jealously cloud him and control his actions, that he had stepped into something he should have stayed out of, trusted Rex and respected what Rex choose, kept his mouth shut.

Yet...

Obi-Wan knew Rex. Knew that Rex had woke him up again this morning with another cup of caf made exactly how he liked it, had held his hand through the caves for the second time, had let Obi-Wan take him apart in the waters this afternoon. He knew what foods upset Rex's stomach, knew Rex would try anything that slightly involved honey, that he could fall asleep anywhere including floating on the waves. He had seen Rex shoot with an accuracy bounty hunters dreamed of, move at speeds comparable to Jedi. He had followed Rex's lead more times then he could count, had trusted him impeccably with not only his own life, but the lives of those he cared for most. Anakin, Ahsoka, Cody, Quinlan; any of them, Obi-Wan would trust with Rex faster then a heartbeat. And he knew that Rex can speak for himself. In fact, Obi-Wan loved to listen to Rex tear into someone, or to recall a particular moment on Zygerria. He loved letting Rex lead, loved hearing his thoughts and hopes and joys.

That didn't change just because some stranger thought they could manipulate what was happening. Obi-Wan could see the confusion in Rex now, it wasn't like he was raised with flirting 101 as part of his training after all. In fact, Obi-Wan would bet a good amount of credits that Rex actually hadn't realized what the unassuming friendly visitor had been aiming for to begin with. That maybe Rex would have said something sooner if he had realized, or had he not been as charming as he had a habit to be if he had suspected anything. But instead the clone was lowering his drink and curling in a bit, trying to subtly scoot closer to Obi-Wan. And that if Obi-Wan pulled away, even just with an apology, it would only leave Rex wondering where he stood now. Would leave him with the impression that Obi-Wan would simply be okay with letting someone else take him away, that he would be completely complicate if something were to wedge itself between them. Because Rex was a clone, and clones did fight for what they cared about. Gave their lives for what they loved and believed in. What would it really say then if Obi-Wan simply left Rex here? What would his silence do but convince the clone that Obi-Wan would never want to declare him his, would never want to actually tell people that Rex was at his?

Like he had said on their picnic, Obi-Wan knew Rex. Rex fully trusted that Obi-Wan knew him, and knew that Rex never said I love you back to him lightly. That he said it with a dedication that he wanted to be Obi-Wan's, that he wanted Obi-Wan to tell people he was his. Rex wanted to be wanted. It wasn't that he couldn't defend himself, but that he wanted to be worthy of being defended. Of being loved and believed in, the way every clone did. And Obi-Wan realized quite suddenly that backing away now really would say only one thing: that Rex wasn't enough to be fought for.

And that would not stand with Obi-Wan.

No one, random citizen, Sith, even Windu, was going to stop Obi-Wan now. No, Rex was more then worthy. Deserved more love then Obi-Wan believed himself possible of giving. Rex was strong, brave, selfless, faithful, and brilliant, and Obi-Wan didn't tell himself nearly enough. So when he set his jaw, braced his forearm against the umbrella pole and tilted Rex's face gently toward him by the chin and gave Rex a single moment to stop him.

But he didn't, because Obi-Wan knew he wouldn't.

Lips on lips, eyes closing without a single care for what happened outside their warm bubble. No awareness of the huffing and shifting of sand as the stranger left, no worry for how long they stood there gently locked together. Obi-Wan didn't know how long it was, but when he moved away it was only enough to catch Rex's gaze, an apology having climbed its way to the tip of his tongue despite himself.

But Rex caught them on his own tongue instead.

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Day 4: Midnight Picnic Track: 'Constellations' - The Oh Hellos (Spotify / YouTube)

"And which part of the holonet said this was a good idea?"

Obi-Wan nearly tripped over nothing at the question. It wasn't actually for how sudden it was, though it had definitely seemed out of nowhere as they reached their spot, but more for being called out on the real truth. That the cooling bag and large blankets they were carrying to a spot near some of the resort lakes in the middle of the night was yet another thing he had turned to the holonet for guidance on. Sure, they had plenty of small moments just wandering around and there had been a few times staying in that had been much preferred to anything else, but Obi-Wan was really trying to make the trip something special. And knowing that Rex had experienced so little like this, that Obi-Wan's questions were often met with the reminder that Rex really didn't know if he would like something purely because he had never tried it, and that Obi-Wan's actual capabilities with dating were... slim at best, he had done perhaps a tad too much research.

"I- This-" the oh so great negotiator began fumbling almost immediately, despite the attempts to seem unwavering as he laid out a blanket and pointedly avoided Rex's face. "It was um, just an idea to be out and it is a beautiful night cycle here and I..."

Obi-Wan didn't know why he was still fighting it at this point. When had he ever been able to convince Rex of something, especially when the clone had already had the answer before ever asking him the question. It was basically just formality, he realized, another small tease perhaps as he rolled down to sit cross legged with the bag now in his lap.

"I found it on the holonet."

He realized now, as he refused to look up when Rex approached him, that he was ashamed. Embarrassed that he hadn't come up with any original good idea. He had wracked at everything he knew about Rex, had nonchalantly bounced ideas and thoughts off of Cody, had even gone to Anakin a few times for Force sake, and yet had felt inadequate every time. He was trying to fit a little bit of everything he thought Rex might like into this, to make the whole trip memorable, especially considering what he had planned for the end of it. But if it flopped, if he fell short as he often felt he did with certain expectations, he worried he wouldn't feel confident at all in the end. And if he wasn't confident enough in how well he knew Rex to even plan a vacation for him then how could he ever-

A warm hand was suddenly beneath his chin, startling Obi-Wan out of the start of his panic he hadn't even been aware of. He let slim fingers guide his gaze back up, and fought the flicker of his eyes to anything that wasn't the look Rex was giving him.

"Obi-Wan, that's a good thing."

Obi-Wan blinked a moment, then another, not unlike the bird he could hear cooing in the silence. Then one stuttered breath and- "What?"

Rex chuckled, and then sat more properly down, taking the bag gently from Obi-Wan and opening it. It gave Obi-Wan the needed moment to process, to not feel like he was being evaluated or restricted, and Obi-Wan really had to take a small moment to remember how lucky he was.

"You aren't upset?"

Rex looked up this time, the popping of the cork synced with his deadpanned gaze leveled in the Jedi's direction. "Why should I be upset? What did you do this time?"

Obi-Wan gaped a bit, the attempt at humor not sinking past his nerves still. "Well I... I couldn't come up with ideas for dates or activities on my own. As if I just have been so horribly inattentive that I couldn't come up with things you would like because... because I did not know you well enough or pay attention to what you actually like, and I-"

"Well you got that right, because if you knew me we would be at a winter resort, not an ocean one."

At this Obi-Wan near physically recoiled, sputtering. "What? No that's- you don't like the cold and the ocean-"

"Is something I love." Rex finished for him, tipping a container of chocolate covered strawberries on to a wood platter. "You caught me. But really, seafood this much? And why do I always have to wear this sweater?"

Obi-Wan shook his head like he had been thrown through realities at some point without him even noticing, all his earlier disappointment dashed in the absurdity of what he was hearing now. "No, Rex, I- you have always preferred seafood to other things! You order it so much... and you stole that sweater, you always steal it, I thought you'd, well I thought..."

"You thought I would take this sweater over the others anyways, because I do like the feeling of it more. I have even taken it directly off you before, right?" Rex had poured them champagne and took a sip, gazing lowly at Obi-Wan over the glass. "And I have yet to find seafood I truly can't eat, especially compared to anything else, because I love it."

Obi-Wan felt his heart racing, head near spinning. He was second guessing everything now, the whiplash from feeling like he didn't know Rex to hearing Rex himself tear apart any hope he had of understanding the clone to then suddenly confirming it as truth was staggering. "Rex, what are you saying?"

"I am saying that you, sir, are being cruel to yourself, and I am not going to stand for someone treating you that way, even you." Rex then set aside the drink and moved closer, hands slipping beneath Obi-Wan's folded legs and gently pulling. Obi-Wan flowed with it, still too stunned to do anything other then follow Rex's lead and let his feet be guided forward, crossing his legs over top of Rex's. "You know I don't like to be cold, you know I love the water, you know I enjoy seafood, and you even remember which of the sweaters I prefer to steal. So why exactly are you looking on the holonet for things you think I would like?"

Obi-Wan twisted his fingers around each other more, somehow feeling like a fool ten times over. "Because I... well, I have never gone on dates. Not any that weren't more so set ups or missions or just, ended horribly. So I suppose I simply didn't trust myself to do it right anyhow."

Then Rex's hand was stilling Obi-Wan's. The Jedi had a moment to appreciate the feeling, calloused but smooth, lean and precise. They were hands infinitely capable, that had done a thousand tasks and would do a million more. Hands that had been offered openly as much as swung valiantly. Hands Obi-Wan could feel the phantom touch of on his sides, could sense the Force flowing and ebbing at the tips of his own worn and rough finger's.

And the words Rex spoke next matched those hands and that feeling of deadly love only a clone seemed so capable of balancing perfectly. "Well good thing the thing I actually love most is you."

And finally, Obi-Wan found he couldn't fight the swell of joy at the words, couldn't resist the slightly warbling smile that broke out on his face as he looked more fully at Rex again, noting the clones own blush nearly hidden in the moonlight. "Should I close all those holo tabs on my datapad then?" Obi-Wan asked.

It was a question made in humor that both of them knew held a lot more truth. "Well, you did all that research," Rex shrugged a shoulder. "So maybe not all of them. But I wouldn't mind there being a lot more water involved in things."

"A bit more spontaneous then?" Obi-Wan asked, gaining the confidence to grab a strawberry and gently hold it up for Rex. "I do at least remember how much you clones seemed to thrive in the more unexpected."

"You know me Kenobi," and Rex hummed as he leaned forward, tongue darting out the briefest moment. "So what you should actually remember is that there is a very specific chaos you should actually look in to."

And as Rex slid his lips over the strawberry and Obi-Wan forgot exactly what he was just told to remember, a few things fell into place. A few more strawberries were shared, their glasses emptied and whispers between kisses given. There was the soft carding of fingers in greying hair, the quiet noises of surrounding night life beneath three moons. There was the taste of the sweets and the dry champagne to balance them. It was soft blankets under socked feet, softer clothing over bodies pressed close. It was quiet and frozen, warmth and thundering hearts.

It was simply Obi-Wan, one hand gently reaching out to find Rex warm beneath it. And it was uniquely Rex, eyes locked on Obi-Wan without any hesitation or uncertainty.

It was the plainest of picnics, with all the most wonderful complications a life of love could hide within it.

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Day 2: Cave Exploration Track: 'Sun' - Sleeping At Last (Spotify / YouTube)

"Do you really know where we are going Kenobi?"

"Faith my dear, have faith."

"I do, but I also have a perfectly good beach behind me that we completely bypassed to wander around these caves for something you still won't tell me about."

Obi-Wan rolled his eyes, but his smile never wavered. They had headed out on a small excursion of sorts, Obi-Wan having read about the caves extensively before arriving on the planet. He had been trying to find things that may satisfy a man who is usually living his life in a much faster pace, and in his reading he had discovered something he really thought would do the trick. Caves that were interspersed with long cervices open to the sky above, threading and swirling over and around the coast. It created the perfect opportunity to explore, and some wonderful treasures hidden amongst the dark stone.

Or, at least, he hoped it was perfect. It was his first real moment of doubt as they came to another junction and there were more markings on the cave wall then he thought there should be. But he was pretty sure the partially written over symbol was the one he was looking for, and tried not to show his wavering as he headed to the right.

"Well then, I ask for your patience. We should almost be there."

"Should?"

"Ahem," Obi-Wan straightened himself, turning back toward Rex who stood taller then him anyhow. "I mean, we are."

Rex raised one lean eyebrow, the corner of his mouth going with it. It was honestly a look Obi-Wan couldn't help but associate with the clone even if it was someone else attempting it. Though no one could do it like Rex; the perfect arch, conveying so much that those on the other side of it never needed the question said. And with that smirk there was the addition of feeling like the punchline in a joke that one could never fully understand. Yet Obi-Wan would continue to tell the joke himself so long as it brought Rex this much joy, simmering beneath the surface of honey brown eyes. That if Obi-Wan was given the opportunity to see that smirk, that side eye of disbelief, the look that said nothing but doubt even though he knew Rex had absolute trust in him, then it was worth all of the laughter at his expense.

And when Obi-Wan's only response was to hold out his hand and Rex took it as easily as breathing, Obi-Wan felt that even if he did get them lost, as least they had gotten lost together.

It was an unnecessary worry though as the next bend showed light shining from below. Stone steps were carefully carved into the stone here, making the steep tunnel much easier to traverse. And Obi-Wan couldn't help the rush of excitement again. He could hear the gentle lap of water at the bottom, could see how it shone from further in as they descended, and happily squeezed Rex's hand without even realizing it until the clone laughed quietly.

"Excited, sir?"

Obi-Wan hoped a bit that the shadow of the caves was still strong enough to cover the blush, but he didn't deny it. He stopped to allow Rex to roll his pants up some, the water curling over the most bottom steps and their mesh covered feet, and then realized there was no chance he could hide as Rex reached out to take his hand again and he couldn't stop the smile from overtaking him.

"Perhaps a bit. From what I read it seems like it will be a beautiful spot."

"For what?" Rex asked innocently, Obi-Wan watching as he stepped into the water with him and the water alone made the clone smile softly.

"For you."

Rex's eyes flickered back up, and Obi-Wan made sure to let the adoration be plainly visible on him. That his thoughts on how much he wished to give Rex, how special he thought the clone was, and how much he loved him, was obvious. Even in the Force he allowed the feelings to reach out and let it swirl around Rex like the water beneath them. For just a moment the waterfalls could wait. For just a breath Obi-Wan let things stand still and his love for Rex be at the forefront of everything.

Then it was another quick squeeze of the hand, and a turn back into the cave. It was only a few more turns before the movement of water around their feet became drowned out by the thundering of falls, and the light finally began to truly pierce the darkness.

"Ready?" Obi-Wan asked.

"Have you ever known me not to be?" Rex responded boldly.

And with another small laugh of utter joy Obi-Wan led Rex around the last corner, to take in a sight that was full of life and light and joy. Greenery managing to grow amongst stone, light danced down the waterfall and sent cascading reflections across the roof of the cave they were in, birds flew and danced about each other, both playfully clumsy and gracefully beautiful in the funnel to the blue skies above. There were even flowers demanding the chance to live even this far down, and there were new endless tunnels sprouting away from them to be explored.

"It's beautiful," Rex breathed next to him. And Obi-Wan couldn't help but turn toward him, take in once again how the light around Rex made him look so bright and full of life. How it sparkled in his eyes and the water reflected across him.

"Yeah, beautiful."

And if the clone caught the horribly cheesy attempt at flirting, and then kicked water at the near lovesick Master Jedi, only for said Jedi to return the the water with raucous laughter and the start a near juvenile splashing match, then that is only for them and the parrots squawking happily above to know about.

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