Rey is still searching for her place. Kylo Ren is determined that he knows his. Bound together in a way that they can neither fully understand or explain, they continue to walk their chosen paths, despite the pull they feel to one another. They cannot undo what has been done...and as time passes, they become less certain that they would even want to try. Post TLJ. Reylo.

The aftermath of The Last Jedi. Contains spoilers. Reylo slow burn, eventual smut. While Kylo is trying to organise the First Order and ignore Rey whilst doing so, she believes persistence is key in getting him to talk to her. "I don't want to be alone anymore." "You're not." The words left his mouth before he realised what he was saying. Kriff. 8 days he lasted. 8 kriffing days.

He laid her down on the bed and started to turn away before hesitating, a strange feeling creeping into his cold, calculating heart. He allowed himself a moment to look at her. She was peaceful, her breathing steady, so different from the feisty warrior provoking him not an hour before. An unwanted thought wiggled its way into his brain: beautiful. Reylo. Now rated M.