Eyesight

"Do you know what - are you wearing glasses?"

Obi-Wan glanced upwards from his datapad, squinting a moment before forgetting he didn't have too. "Mmm hmm - I had eye correction surgery as a kid - it only lasts thirty...years."

He raised his eyebrows when Satine strode over and settled on his lap, pushing her hands over his shoulders.

"My house colors too?..." Satine bent and nudged her nose against his neck. "You should wear glasses more often."

Chuckling, Obi-Wan put the datapad beside the couch and wrapped his arms around her. "Nice to see you too."

She leaned her head against his shoulder and gave a sigh. "I haven't seen you in four days - I missed you."

"How was it?"

"Fine - this war Ben - it's not heading anywhere. People leave the Republic, join the Separatists, leave the Separatists and join the Neutral - it becomes a never-ending cycle of slaughter."

"The Republic approved a new medical station." Obi-Wan pushed his glasses up his nose before sliding his hands over her sides. "Council contacted me - wants me to convince you to allow it to orbit in Mandalorian space."

"Another one? My people would murder me for real this time."

"Tried to tell them that - they want a medical station."

"Everything is militarized, given time - "

"Given who's in charge."

She gave a groan. "The Neutral Systems want to force embargos on Separatist and Republic systems."

"That'll put targets on your back - "

"There's too many targets on my back - what's one more? I cannot please everyone."

"Mmm…Palpatine will find any excuse to try and sway the Neutral Systems into having a medical station here."

"Thank goodness a decision like that is in your hands." Obi-Wan tilted her chin up when he felt her grimace. He blinked a few times, feeling some pressure behind his eyes. Glasses were not something he was used too. "No one will fault you for choosing to say no to this."

"It'll make the Neutral and Separatists happy." Satine grumbled. "Obi, we need Republic support - they could very well deny us goods, medical supplies, food, raw materials - things we desperately need. The war will come to us...more than it has."

"Put it up to the people's vote - "

"We're not a democracy - "

"But this is something people vote on Tina."

Satine thought for a moment, biting her lip before nodding. "Yeah... you're right."

"Aren't I always?" he murmured with a wink.

Satine leaned her head against his, then gave a giggle. "You look like an old man - here." She pulled the glasses from his face and set them on the table beside them. It was a little surprising she didn't mention how thick the lenses were. "There's the man I know - can you still see?"

"I could navigate your body blindfolded my dear." Obi-Wan grinned at the eyeroll he received - that he could see, everything else behind her was blurry. "But I need them back after we have sex."

"Obi - mmm." She tilted her head back, feeling his scruff scratching against her throat while he kissed the skin. A gasp left her while his hand pushed underneath her tunic and cupped her breast.

Author's note: a lot of people don't see bad eyesight as a disability, but still - it does affect people's lives so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

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