This is a drabble. It's meant to be short.

Anakin leans back into the couch as he exhales a sigh of content, and closes his eyes. The man had nowhere to be and he didn't have to show up at the Temple for anything important. So, here he was with an arm wrapped around his wife, who was on a break of her own, and enjoying the peaceful atmosphere surrounding the couple.

"This is nice," Anakin says, a smile in his voice.

"It sure is," Padme agrees as she kisses his cheek.

"I wish this would happen more often, y'know?"

Padme hums her agreement, entangling her fingers with his.

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