I won't lie to you, I've got major writers block for my two other stories so I've decided to write one shots for a bit to try and get myself back on track. Accepting prompts via PM and reviews as well as song prompts.

How much you wanna risk?

I'm not looking for somebody

With some superhuman gifts

Some superhero

Some fairytale bliss

Just something I can turn to

Somebody I can kiss

-Something Just Like This, Coldplay & Chainsmokers

There was a turning of the tide when Kylo Ren betrayed the First Order and bargained for his life. He knew how large the bounty on his head was, but on the other hand he knew how desperate the Resistance was. In return for refuge and protection against execution and imprisonment, Kylo Ren spilled the First Order's secrets to the small group of rebels and fought on their behalf. Naturally, everything he was assigned looked to be a suicide mission. Fortunately they underestimated his raw power, like many before them.

For many, it was thought Kylo Ren returned to the Resistance, to repent for his many sins. The years of brutality and cruelty taking its toll.

A few, Rey being one of them, believed he betrayed the First Order for his mother. Her age had finally caught up with her and her health had deteriorated. Despite wanting to continue leading the Resistance, she knew young blood was needed. In her earlier years, she had fully expected to die in battle, but alas, it would not be the case. She was enjoying retirement on Naboo whilst simultaneously fretting over the Resistance, checking in at least three times a day. Always a General.

It was only Kylo, now known as Ben who knew the true reason for his treachery.

Rey.

Despite the death of his former master, the connection between Ben and Rey only grew. They connected more frequently as time went by through what they now referred to as the bond. Although they ignored each other at first, it eventually became unbearable. Rey was the first to break with a simple gesture.

"Here." Rey whispered, nudging the man opposite her with a bread of sorts. "It's Tatooine Flatbread, Leia mentioned it was your fav-"
"Yes I know what it is." He eyed the bread, almost suspiciously. When the force had bridged their minds together for what felt like the fiftieth time, Rey had found Ben bloodied and battle weary in his quarters. She had later discovered he had fought in an attempted coup, Ben or rather as he was known then - Kylo had come out victorious. He was slumped on one of the chairs in his chambers, an empty desk separating the two Force users.

"It's not poisonous if that's what you're thinking." Proving it wasn't the case, Rey took a bite into the bread and offered it back to him.

"I know its not poison." He replied, his eyes unable to reach hers, instead they remained focus on the table between them.

"Then what?" Rey was beginning to become offended, regretting her gesture of kindness.

"Why?"

"For the first time in my life I have enough food to share, it's not going to kill you accepting a gift. Will you just take it already?" She tossed it in front of him.

He stared down at the bread before him, flashbacks of Luke preparing it for him on his first day at the academy sped through his mind. Tentatively he picked it up and for a moment, Rey wondered if he'd turn his face up in disgust at the bread, claiming it to be contaminated with the bite mark she left behind.

"Thank you." He bit into the bread, over the mark Rey had left. The rest of the connection was spent nibbling on the bread, neither daring to say another word.

The next time they connected through the force, Kylo was ready and repaid the gesture. He greeted Rey by sliding a bowl full of Bofa towards her, knowing the Resistance wouldn't have access to such a fruit. He passed the gesture off as spontaneous and without thought, despite the fact he'd kept the Bofa ready in his chambers for at least a week in preparation, ready for her visit.

Each time their minds connected, their conversation grew, both becoming more confident whilst knowingly avoiding the topic of war. Neither party wanted an argument which would no doubt end in threats of violence and destruction.

The turning point for Kylo was when Hux greeted him with a 'present'. He'd known Hux along with other high ranking officers had an obsession with Rey. They wanted nothing more than to capture and announce victory over the Last Jedi to the Galaxy. Despite being Supreme Leader, there was only so much Kylo could do to hold their obsessions at bay, he couldn't be seen protecting her, his position and safety would be at stake.

But none of that mattered when he saw what Hux had prepared. Onboard the Finalizer, he had created a room with one purpose - to cause pain.

It was designed specifically to hold a user of the Force. The walls were lined in a coating which dampened the Force, blocking any user's access to it. Inside, was a table, littered with fixings, designed to hold someone down. Multiple droids surrounded the table, each used for torturing one way or another. Unlike the usual interrogation rooms they had, this one had an extra special feature. The room was designed in such a way that the back wall, the one facing the empty depths of space, would shift. The wall would manoeuvre in such a way that exposed the room to the unforgiving vacuum of space. A human could survive in space for 15 seconds but it was well known that the pain would be unbearable if they were to be exposed time and time again.

The sight of the room snapped something inside Kylo. He couldn't even chance having Rey there. He had to act. He knew whatever he'd destroy, they'd only rebuild.

It took him a couple of moon cycles before his plan could be set in motion. He managed to trace the origin of the technology used to shift the wall in the room built for Rey. The ability to shift the wall to space was new and not easy to come by as the room had to be made in such a way the entire ship wouldn't be compromised. After what felt like weeks, he found the architect behind the room and executed him. He then proceeded to gather the Generals and Captains who were loyal to Hux and planted bombs throughout the ship. His plan almost worked as all but one were killed. Kylo knew right away who had survived when he checked for life forces. Hux proved to be a difficult man to kill. He would have gone back had it not been for the fact Rey was waiting in a ship nearby to take him away from the chaos.

Rey watched on as Poe finished his preflight checks with BB-8, the droid chirping, away. The latest mission involved not only Ben but other fighters and engineers, using what little resources they had left. To their right, Finn appeared to be having a moment alone with Rose. Her back was pressed against the wall of the hanger and their foreheads were pressed together as Finn stroked her cheek. Rey felt her stomach sink at the sight, a pang of jealousy spread through her as she took in the scene. It was clear the two cared for each other deeply as they clung to one another, unable to let go, petrified this would be the last time they'd see each other. Rey wished it was her in their place, not with Finn, no- with someone she cared for. She averted her eyes and finished working on the X Wing in front of her, fusing together the last bits when she heard Ben approaching behind her.

"Aren't you getting a little old to be coming on these missions?" He huffed, R2 just beeped in response, with no doubt a snarky comment.

"Fine." He groaned, easily defeated by the droid. "Nearly finished Rey? I need to be going soo-ompf!" His words were cut off and the air was knocked out of his lungs when Rey lunged at him, her arms wrapping around his neck on instinct, her lips colliding with his. Ben didn't know what to do, he stood with his arms limp, his lips not moving for a moment before his primal instincts kicked in, his eyes closed and he began kissing her back, his hand making its way to her cheek, the other to her slim waist. Their kiss lasted for only a few seconds but it was enough to knock Ben for six.

As she pulled away, she opened her eyes, her arms resting on his shoulders as she gauged his reaction. "I'm sor-" She began to whisper before he pulled her in for another kiss, desperate to taste her again. His hand found its way under her tunic, aching to feel her bare skin. She felt better than any of his fantasies. The noise around then grew silent as they focused solely on one another, nothing mattered apart from them in that moment. Eventually, they needed air, both disappointed to pull away. Gently, Ben tucked a stray hair behind Rey's ear, their faces still close as he did so, unable to tear his eyes away from hers.

"That was unexpected" He murmured.

"Two minutes til takeoff." A droid announced through the loudspeaker, snapping both Rey and Ben back into reality.

"I need to prepare…" Ben sighed, still unwilling to let her go.

"I know, we'll talk when you get back?" She asked, aware of the fact he might not come back at all. His luck was bound to run out at some point she mused.

"I promise."He stole one more kiss before reluctantly releasing her from his firm hold, both parties missing the contact almost instantly.

Rey stepped away from the X Wing and watched as R2 was loaded into the fighter and Ben leapt, one foot hitting the wing, enabling him to get higher and land on the body of the ship, forgoing the use of the ladder.

"Show off" She murmured as he smirked above her. He threw her a wink as he turned on the engine and pulled his harness over his chest, securing himself in the ship.

"May the force be with you."

Ben simply nodded and tore his eyes away, the fighters had begun to leave. Rey moved back as the rest of the fighters left the hanger, one after another. She found Finn leaning against a nearby wall and grasped his hand, finding strength in her friend as both orphans watched the other half of their heart fly away into battle.