Poe was exhausted from another long day of working on rust buckets and skeletons of ships. His face and hands stained with oil, grease and other various liquids but the only liquid he was looking forward to was liquor.

As he walked over to the rebel bases cleverly named pub. "The First Order" whose slogan "The First Order's on me" was equally clever.

The outside was grey, as many of the building's in the base were but the large red sign that hung over the doorway and the large bay window set it apart.

He chuckled at the sheer idiocy of it as he stepped inside the open doorway.

Suddenly he became dumbstruck, his eyes shot wide open and his body became frozen in place.

The sunlight bathed the room in a warm orange color. The free floating dust particles shimmering like gold as they swirled about the air. The bar was half empty say for a few stragglers ,drunks and a single familiar face.

Finn was sitting at the bar, a simple foamy purple drink sat in front of him, but that wasn't the shocking part. He was sitting with a young woman and he was smiling brighter than ever.

She had a round baby face, her cheeks were bright with a rosy hue. Her short black hair hung around her face framing it in somewhat of a flattering way. Her outfit consisting of kaki overalls and a dark blue undershirt similar to his own. Her face, hands and clothing were also stained with oil and grease.

He didn't recognize the young lady but the image of her with his … his what?

From the way she was looking at him he could see that she was better than him, her eyes only wanting to stare at Finn as he spoke of random things. She was engaged in every word that he spoke , every movement and gesture, everything.

This is your fault…

He quickly turned tails leaving before he could be seen by the young man in question. He felt as something deep inside made itself known but in turn he shoved it back down.

You should've said something sooner…

He wasn't one for envy or anything else. In fact he didn't need anyone.

You didn't deserve him…

_-()-_

Rey gasped felt Kylo's large cold hand lay itself flat against the hot skin of her stomach. She suddenly realized what he was doing and her eyes shot open in shock. A sudden feeling of fear and inadequacy made itself known to her, via dropping her gut down to the floor and shoving her heart into her throat.

Unbeknownst to her sudden change of heart had also showed itself to Kylo by way of her face flashing shock, her eyes with fear and her mind misty with uncertainty.

She looked into his eyes, they had become so warm with a deep understanding, though his desire still glinted bright in the background. He nodded and looked over to his shoulders, as if to make a point and Rey followed.

Many small scars were scattered like stars around his skin. Each one likely holding a small story if it's own. She glanced back at his face again and the large thin strip of raised and blackened skin she had left set off a pang of guilt throughout her.

The sight of the true extent of damage she caused, reminded her in many ways that moment at Starkiller had left it's own scar. The sight of the scar that she had left behind made her eyes drop down. The shame she felt from doing such a thing to someone, even if an enemy was a lot to bare. The guilt alone causing her body to tense up and loosen it's hold on the dark stranger in front of her.

Suddenly an electric shock went through her as Kylo's lips met her forehead. Her brain melting as a result. Her sigh resonating throughout the room.

"You're beautiful" he said as he laid his forehead on hers. The honesty in his voice catching her off guard as she gazed into his burning gaze.

She had never felt beautiful before, femininity never being a driving force in her life but suddenly here in her enemy's arms she had never felt so wanted.

" and to be honest I think I look rather dashing with this scar don't you agree?" his smile and voice were smug enough to cause her to break out in smile if her own. She rolled her eyes and scoffed at his sudden sassiness.

"I hate you" the words being meaningless as her eyes and mind betrayed something else.

_-()-_

Before Kylo could decipher his scavengers intentions she kissed him again, this time softer and more passionate. Not that he was complaining.

As he reciprocated the kiss his hand began to wander and slide up her stomach until it hit the lower edge of her binder. Her lips quickly parting from his with another small gasp. He didn't wait for permission this time but if he was being honest with himself he couldn't wait anymore.

His right hand began to push up and underneath the stretchy gauze. Another pulse of hot blood flooding his lower half. He gulped hard as his bare fingers brushed the sensitive flesh. The heat of her skin contrasting the icy feeling of his hand.

His other hand was now grasping at the top of her thigh, it too was sliding up to more sensitive places. The skin tight black pants he had picked out for her were irritatingly sexy.

Gently his hand grasped at her breast, causing her too release a small mewl. He looked back up at her face and she was truly a sight to behold.

Her eyes shut again, her mouth slightly open and her hair now half dry. Her hair was slightly curly unlike it had originally looked when they had fought.

With her forehead still pressed against his, he smiled again before capturing her lips once more.