30 days of Kylo Ren

Day 7 – His moles

Her fingers were lazily caressing his face. She used to do that every time she would wake up before him. She does it since the first time they slept together and he's not the one who's going to stop her. He still remembers their first morning sharing a bed.


"20, 21,22…" she whispered while letting her fingers draw a line on his cheeks and jaw.

Without opening his eyes, he asked, "What are you doing?"

She too her hands away from him and her face blushed with embarrassment. "Nothing. Good morning." She replied shyly.

"A very good morning, you mean." He replied giving her a slight kiss that became a heated one on instants. Ben was crazy about her. After meeting her, it took one year and 5 months to kiss her for the first time and more three months to make them share a bed. He wanted to keep kissing her, but he knew he couldn't. They had to talk. During the last three months, she had been anything but sure about them being together. Each one of their kisses had a sad end surrounded by guilt and regret. He wanted to know what they were.

"We need to talk." He breathed out when she broke the kiss to take some air.

"Right now?". She asked with her eyes wide opened.

"Yes. Last night was wonderful. I want to know where we stand right now. I don't want to hear you say that you only went on your instincts as you did last time we kissed. It's complicated. I know. But we have to try to define this."

She sighed rolling her eyes. "Ben, it's early and I don't want to talk about it right now. I don't want to fight you and go on a week without bearing to look at your face again.

"We are not fighting."

"Yes, we are. We've just got started."

He opened his mouth and closed it before he dared to speak again. "Ok. What if I ask you a question and you answer me with the truth and only the truth?"

"All right. If that makes you happy. Though I would prefer another thing to make you happy."

Ben really wanted to kiss her again. But he didn't. "What was the first thing you thought when I took my mask off on Starkiller base?"

That memory terrified him. He wanted to know how she felt before feeling her through the Force and before their bond.

"Your moles." She answered without hesitation or even blink.

"What? I asked you to be serious about this."

"I am being serious. Let me can explain better. The man that I saw under the mask left me intrigued. I was expecting a monster with a physical deformation. Not you. When you came near, I got even more intrigued for your moles. People on desert planets have moles due to the intense sun exhibition. You lived on space, under a mask and you had a lot of them. Even your moles try to prove how contradictory you are"

Ben couldn't believe it. "My moles, you say? But you called me a monster anyway."

"Well, you killed your own father, so you became a monster even with your handsome face. That same night you also taught me another thing: the line between a monster and a good person is very thin. That night I wanted to kill you. It would have been so easy…the dark was tempting me and the only thing stopping me were your moles. They made me remember Rey from Jakku. I could be the monster right now. Besides, I found out with you that a monster can come back don't matter what they did."

He couldn't answer properly to the tender smile she was giving him.

"Do you still like my moles?"

"Yes, and if it wasn't for your interruption I would be counting them up instead of heaving this kind of conversation." She said drawing a line from his forehead to his lips. "Now, it's my turn. I want to ask something to you." She said leaning on his chest.

"Go on. Ask." His voice was whisper. She was so beautiful with her freckles.

"Why did you take so long kissing my whole body last night? Were you looking for something special?" She was kissing his jaw line, making the inhale-exhale process a complicated exercise.

He gulped before answering.

"I've found a lot of special things, but I took my time kissing each one of your freckles. Differently from you, I've accomplished my mission." He said brushing his lips on hers.

"Oh". She was blushing again. "Do you like freckles?"

"I more than like them. I lov-"

Knock, knock!

"Ben! Get up!. Uncle Luke's voice came from the other side of his door. "You're late for your training today and Rey must be already working.

Ben rolled his eyes before answering, "I'm going, uncle!"

Rey gave him a last kiss before climbing the window.


"…19,20…"

He smiled. "You're counting them again. How many?"

"I don't know, Ben. I always stop to look at you or to kiss your cheeks that I forget about the moles and everything else."

"I still love your freckles."

She chuckled. "I know that. You made it pretty clear last night."

"Did you like it?"

"What? Last night?"

"Yeah, last night.

"Well, I more than liked it. I lov-"

Knock, knock!

"Ben, Hannah is awake! But I want to sleep now. Come over here!

His uncle always interrupting him. "I'm afraid our little moles – freckles competition will have to wait for later." He said letting the warm sheets of their bed.

"Leave him with her and come here, Ben! I want to count your moles after that. I deserve it."

"But Hannah…"

"She'll be okay with him. He says he wants to sleep but it's not true. He wants you to prepare her food while he plays with her. He did the same with me last time he stayed with us." She said smiling.

"Yeah. Maybe you're right. Do you want to start recounting?" He asked mischievously, backing to her.

"One, two, three…four…fi…ve…s…"

Kylo Ren hated his moles. But, she loved them. He could live with that.