heartache

hi! i hope it gets better <3 sorry i wrote this early and completely forgot! here u go!

(xi and i really be twinnin' rn 😔)

Xi ran a hand through his hair with a loud sigh, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. He’d been set to retrieve his General from within the depths of the Jedi Temple, which happened to be one of his greatest fears.

He pulled his helmet over his head upon stepping inside the Temple. Xi shuddered as he walked through the hallways quickly. The Temple was no place for a Clone, in particular this one.

“Xi!” A voice called and the trooper spun to see Obi-Wan, a grin on his tired face. “What are you doing here?” 

Xi took note of the bruise on the General’s cheek, and how his skin was tinted black and blue in several places. He pitied Cody for having a reckless Jedi too. Well, at least Cody only had to deal with one, the 501st had to deal with two.

“I’m searching for General Skywalker, sir,” he explained firmly. He missed the look of confusion that flickered across Obi-Wan’s face. A look of confused concern, for the Clone’s emotionless state.

“Yes,” Obi-Wan murmured, grin gone and replaced with a look of concentration. “Well, he’s in briefing room twelve.” 

Xi nodded and stated his thanks, before turning and leaving. A pang of anxiety shot through his heart as he neared the room in which his General stood. Nothing about this task was easy for him.

His eyes were drooping with the sting of sleep deprivation and it was getting hard to keep them open as the sound of the Temple lulled him into calmness. 

But that calm was shattered when Xi spotted the room that was his destination. He wrung his fingers for a moment before taking a deep breath and stepping through the open doorway. 

This job would’ve been easier if Xi had been sent alongside someone, or even picking up not just his General, but unluckily for him, it was just him picking up his General.

Inside the room, Anakin, Yoda, Mace Windu and Kit Fisto were standing around the holomap. 

“General Skywalker,” Xi called, mustering up all of his confidence to speak. As soon as he did, Anakin turned, and Xi felt his heart shatter. He heard the shards hit the floor, one and a time, collecting him around him like pieces of broken glass. During their fall, the shards had cut him internally, he was forever emotionally bleeding. 

He stared into his General’s eyes, searching through the blue for something - for anything - only to resurface empty handed. Xi inspected the way Anakin’s hair fell over his face, the wavy curls of brown contrasting the blue of his eyes. 

It took all of his strength, but finally Xi was able to finish his sentence. It felt like forever since he’d paused, but to the others, barely a second had gone by. “Captain Rex needs you back at base.”

Anakin nodded and shot Xi a small smile, unaware of the way it caused the trooper to shiver internally. Xi wanted to do nothing more than turn and flee, to run away from this boy who consumed his thoughts and the problems that followed. 

He wanted to be free of this emotion. 

He wanted to be free of this love.

Of the love that caused him so much heartache and heartbreak.

But he couldn’t.

“I’ll be there in a moment, Xi,” Anakin told him and Ci nodded slowly, stepping to shuffle out of the room. He flinched as a singular tear fell from his eye, grateful to his helmet that hid it. He did nothing as it rolled down his cheek and neck, falling and being absorbed by the fabric of his blacks. 

A singular tear, for a heartbreak worth millions. 

Xi waited patiently for his General, patient yet anxious to be home already. He was not looking forward to the walk back.

Anakin turned the corner quickly, moving to stand beside Xi with a grin. The trooper didn’t attempt to return it.

He began walking back to the base without saying a word, Anakin trailing after him. His heart throbbed too much to even say a word more than he had to. 

So they walked in painful silence all the while back to the base. Anakin wasn’t sure what was wrong with his trooper, but he could tell something was off. From the silence to the rigid way he walked. But he could tell he didn’t want to talk, so he didn’t pry.

Xi bid a quiet farewell to his General before swiftly turning into the barracks. They were empty when he arrived, and so Xi did the only acceptable thing. He collapsed on his bed, using the pillow to muffle the sound of his sobs.

Heartache and heartbreak consumed him.

Xi hated love, and he feared it.

Yet, he was consumed by it.

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