Prompt from Merion (Guest): Can you pleeeeaaasssee write a chapter where Qui-Gon tries to celebrate Obi-Wan's lifeday with him but Obi-Wan says he's too old for something like that now and just wants to get on with his work or something? but Qui-Gon doesn't give up and then explains why it's so important to him to celebrate lifeday with his former Padawan. That would be amazing!
Thrushpaw – I don't understand your prompt… if it even was one. Please explain it a little more
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He wasn't used to anyone knocking on the apartment door this early in the morning.
Obi-Wan frowned at the automated voice, that was telling him someone was at the door. They hadn't gotten around to allowing entrance to certain members of the Order, but due to the particular date that it was, it was easy to guess who it was.
"Master?"
Glancing over at his padawan, Obi-Wan couldn't help but smile at the curious look on Chirrut's face.
"Aren't you going to answer it?"
Sighing wearily, Obi-Wan pushed himself to his feet and walked over to the door, gently ruffling Chirrut's hair as he passed him.
As the door slid open, he winced at the sight of the boxes… and then the man who peeked around them and beamed at him.
"Happy Life-Day Obi-Wan!" Qui-Gon greeted eagerly, making his way into the apartment, closely followed by Anakin, "Good Morning Padawan Imwe."
"Good morning Master Jinn." Chirrut looked so amused by the stunned look on his Master's face, the expression not changing even as Obi-Wan sent him a quick glare, "Are those for Master Obi-Wan?"
Qui-Gon nodded, a beaming grin on his face as he gently placed the boxes on the table. "Remember this when you're a Jedi Knight Padawan Imwe, you're never too old to have Life Day presents."
"Yes, I am Master!" Obi-Wan protested, sending another glare at his padawan as the young boy giggled, "Surely I am far too old for all of this?"
"Nobody is too old for a Life Day celebration!" Qui-Gon took a seat next to Chirrut, sending significant glances towards the kitchen, prompting Obi-Wan to sigh.
"Chirrut… please can you go and make some cups of tea for us and our guests?"
"Yes Master." Slowly, Chirrut got to his feet and grabbed his staff, cautiously making his way over to the kitchen.
Silently, Anakin and Qui-Gon watched him go.
"Is there nothing that the healers can do for him?" Qui-Gon asked sadly, his expression falling further as Obi-Wan shook his head.
"He'll be blind before he turns eighteen." Before either Anakin or Qui-Gon could say anything, Obi-Wan continued, "But if Tahl managed it, then Chirrut can."
The sheer determination in Obi-Wan's voice silenced the other two immediately, keeping them that way until Chirrut slowly made his way back into the room, placing the tray of tea onto the table.
"Okay…" Qui-Gon clapped his hands together in order to break the uncomfortable silence, "… I think it's time for someone to open their presents."
"Master please, I- "Obi-Wan stopped in his tracks as a present was shoved into his arms, Qui-Gon looking at him eagerly.
He surrendered at that point, accepting that he'd lost this particular battle…. But he would not lose the war.
Opening the first box, he smiled at what he saw.
"As far as I recall Master, your plants never particularly liked me." He chuckled, lifting the plant and it's pot out of the box, watching as a thin tendril slowly uncurled and reached out towards him, "This one doesn't try and eat people does it?"
"… I never had a plant like that."
"That one from Endor tried a few times."
Qui-Gon chuckled, "Ah yes… it did have a certain fondness for you."
As the plant continued to unfurl on the table, stretching out its tendrils towards the windows of the apartment, Obi-Wan watched it, a soft smile on his face… especially when Chirrut leaned in to examine it closely.
He always sensed his padawan was more attuned to the Living Force than he was.
"It'll help bring a little more colour to this place…" Qui-Gon beamed, watching as Anakin handed over the second present, "… You've been here a while now, don't you have any plans of livening this place up?"
"I have bigger concerns at the moment Master… like the reports I really should be working on right now."
Qui-Gon waved his hand in dismissal, "There's plenty of time for paperwork some other time. Now, tell me what you think of Anakin's present. He spent a lot of time on it."
"Oh?" Gently, Obi-Wan opened up the box, smiling at the sight of the holo-picture device inside. When he pulled it out and pressed the activation button, the smile widened at the sight of the pictures of him and Qui-Gon, him and Dooku, and even a recent picture of him and Chirrut, "Wow…" he whispered, "… this must have taken you quite some time to put together."
"A little bit…. But you got me a holo-pic of my Mum, so… it was worth it."
Having received some new cups from Chirrut earlier that morning, Obi-Wan expected that Qui-Gon would only stay to finish his tea.
"Alright, now I actually had to book a table at Dex's, apparently he has a family reunion booked in today, so- "
"- Master, may I speak to you in the kitchen?" Obi-Wan quickly interrupted, knowing that he had to put a stop to all of this now, if he ever wanted to get to his work today.
Once inside the kitchen, Obi-Wan sighed wearily. "I know you mean well Master… but I have work to do today, I can't spend all day out like we did with Anakin's Life day. I'm a Jedi Knight now, I'm too old for all this!"
Qui-Gon was silent, a slight frown on his face as he stared at his old padawan. "So…" he began, "… you believe you are too old for me as well? You believe that you are too old to spend time with your ex-Master?"
"Master- "
Holding up a hand to stop Obi-Wan in his tracks, Qui-Gon continued. "I know you're a Jedi Master now Little One, and I know that things have to change between us… but for Life Days, I don't think it needs to be that way." He took a deep breath, "We didn't have the best starts, and… I think I need to make up for that. And if that means spoiling you with presents and a nice meal for one day every year, then I'll do that until I pass on into the Force."
Obi-Wan was silent, his eyes wide in shock as his ex-Master placed a gentle hand on his shoulder.
"Now… can we go and have a nice meal together, in order to celebrate your Life Day?"
/We didn't have the best of starts, and… I think I need to make up for that. \\
The words were true… and now that he knew that his Master was trying to make up for it, Obi-Wan couldn't bring himself to refuse.
"That sounds… perfect Master."
