Kylo and Rey find strength and a spark of hope within the comfort of each other's company, but will it be enough to bridge the chasm between the light and the dark? Begins with several one-shots mid-way through The Last Jedi and continues post-TLJ. Kylo POV, Kylo/Rey. Angst, hurt & comfort, and romance. Disclaimer: Potential spoilers ahead if you have not watched The Last Jedi.

He let her go at her wish. Just with a warning. "Oh, Wendy," he said, and set his hands gently on her shoulders. She could feel his warm breath on her neck, and it was all she could do to remain still against his touch. "I believe you promised me forever...know that I don't take promises lightly." Her mistake was not believing him. His mistake was letting her get under his skin.