Author's Note:
Well here it is! Another chapter! I decided I couldn't just leave Nirâ and Kylo now. Will probably be a short story but hey, a little is better than none am I right? No smut... Sorry lovelies... But in a later chapter maybe (definitely). Formatting's a bitch though so if you want pretty paragraphs sorry.. I'd love to have them but I can complain about my old junky computer later. Anyway enjoy! (Oh and Kylo's pretty OoC here... You've been warned if you don't like that sort of thing) Happy reading!
She dreams of starlight and her home. She is there, in the barren rocky terrain, the planet she used to live on, her family with her in her house. She dreams of the day it all changed, a day of fire and death. She sees her family's burned bodies. Her little brother's pleading eyes as he is consumed by the flames. She runs toward his screams, her heart pounding. She shouts for him, trying to blink away tears and smoke. She cannot find him. She is on fire and burning but she feels nothing. She screams for her brother. Someone is calling her name. She can see nothing but smoke and flames. Someone is caressing her cheeks. There is light. Someone is calling to her. She opens her eyes, waking with a start. Before she's properly awake, she screams out in her head: BEN! BEN! HELP ME! BEN! She fully awakens to see his slightly panicked face hovering over hers, and she hears him saying her name loudly over and over as he strokes her burn-scarred face with two large hands She is covered in sweat. Her eyes lock onto his as she stops panting and blinks around, moving her head a bit. "Ben?" She whimpers, using his given name in her vulnerable haze.
"Oh my god Nirâ. I was so worried. I never seem to know what to do. I love you so much." Kylo says as he hugs her to him, tighter than is really comfortable but she needs the physical comfort right now. He clutches her close to him, petting her hair and rocking her. She wraps her arms around him and breathes in his smell, sighing into his hair as she calms down. He snuggles her against him, running his hands over her back as he whispers to her "I'm so sorry. I should have woken up sooner. Oh how much I love you. Sometimes I love you so much that it hurts. Oh my lovely, lovely Nirâ. You are so beautiful, my shining Loyarian sapphire. I love you to the edges of the universe, meleth e-gûr nîn, love of my heart." His voice breaks at the end of heart, and as he nuzzles his face into her neck and takes a deep, shuddering breath, she realises that he has been crying.
"Kylo, it's alright. It was just a dream. A dream from a long time ago. From before I met you, my love. I'm sorry." She whispers into his hair, hugging him tighter.
"If you want to tell me, Nirâ, you can." He offers, rubbing his head against hers in an almost catlike motion. Despite the number of times he has awakened her from the same hellish dream, he never pries into her head during it. He respects her wishes. He may read her current thoughts at times, but he stays out of her memories. She remains silent and ponders as he snuggles her. As he lays them both back down, she lays her head on his chest. He showed her his story, his memories. He told her everything. He even entrusted her with his name. Perhaps she is ready. Maybe she should allow him into that painful past, show him the day when the girl in her dream, along with her planet, was destroyed. The day she became a proud knight of Ren. Nirâ Ren. She listens to the beat of his heart. She hasn't heard her given name in sixteen years, since she was eight on the day of her home's destruction. Maybe it's time to let herself go. She is filled with sudden longing to hear her name rumbled out between his lips in his velvety voice. She is prepared to give everything as he gave everything to her.
"I'm ready, Ben." She says calmly. He raises his head from the pillow, looking surprised.
"Are you sure, love?" He asks, rolling onto his side and stroking her bare shoulder.
"Yes." She whispers, leaning in to kiss him. Their lips meet and they share a loving but chaste kiss. Then she presses her forehead into his, letting him access her mind. He probes hesitantly, and she opens the walls she has built and lets him in. Slowly, her mind becomes one with his. They are one in the bodies of two, and she feels love. She lets him into that red, painful time, she throws open the gates of the dark in her head to him, and relives.
