Rey came into the kitchen with a towel wrapped around her head to dry her wet hair, and an oversized band t-shirt. She saw Kylo in his casual clothes, also oversized t-shirt and sweatpants, his hair half- tied in a small bun and half- falling on his shoulders. He had put on some music and was casually shaking his body in the rhythm, while cooking on the stove. Rey felt warm and fuzzy. He made her feel comfortable, something like what you feel when you're gathering with your family around the tree to open presents on Christmas. It was a strange comparison, given the fact that Rey had no way of knowing how that felt. Still it was what she imagined she would feel on that occasion. She quickly snapped out of these thoughts and looked once again at Kylo. She let out a slight chuckle when she saw him getting more and more into the dance. He jumped in surprise and turned around.

"God, Rey, you scared the living thing out of me!" the boy said, clutching his t-shirt and taking deep breaths. "Since when are you standing there watching me like a creep, huh?"
Rey laughed once again and walked towards him, reaching hin, she embraced him and rested her head on his chest. She could hear his heartbeat fasten and that made her smile.

"Thank you for cooking for me. It smells delicious." she looked up, her eyes meeting his in a soft stare "And thank you for caring for me." she smiled softly and pulled out of his embrace. He didn't let her and kissed her on the forehead.
"Stay like that for a second." he said, his voice almost pleading her to do so. "Stay with me."

She did as she was told. A bothersome conflict was rising in her which she tried to manage before it had caused any problems, but just now she realised it was already too late.
Fuck it. Rey thought and relaxed in the boy's hug, tightening her embrace on his sculpted body.

Kylo just smiled. He smiled like an idiot and was glad that the girl wasn't looking at him. He wanted this, not sex, not her sucking him off, but this- just the two of them laughing, cooking and holding each other lovingly.

Kylo, don't get the wrong idea. -lingered a quiet voice in the back of his mind, which left a bitter taste in his mouth and broke his little fairytale.

The boy pulled away and continued with the dinner. Rey got on her toes and kissed him softly on the cheek.

"I'll set the coffee table so we can watch something on the big TV in the living room." she said and left.

Kylo's heart was aching for this to become his everyday life. He obsessed over everything and everyone but with Rey i was different. He was trying to be more careful and calm, he believed that she could help him, he wanted her to help him… He wanted to tell her about his problems because he felt like he was deceiving her in a way.

Well...

He was practically stalking her and already lied to her face about where he lived. She would hate him if she knew, he decided. Kylo shook his head. He turned off the stove and prepared to serve the dinner. Now was not the time for this to occupy his mind.

"Well, well, I am impressed." Rey said as she tasted the just cooked meal. "You should swing by more often to cook for me. And maybe stay for a little longer." she rested her hand on his thigh. She longed for his touch and for his attention. Was she in denial of her feelings?

Probably.

Kylo smiled, put his hand over her smaller one and squeezed it lightly.

They put on one of their favourite movies- a classic sci-fi consisting of intergalactic wars and family drama.

"Which one of all the 9 shall we watch?" Rey asked, quietly hoping he chooses the prequels.

"Hm… Whatever you choose. I like them all." Kylo smiled and continued eating his meal.

"Prequels it is then!" she cheered and clicked on the file.

The oh-so-familiar opening started and both of them felt the nostalgia overwhelming them. It was a nice, warm feeling; Kylo thought it gave him the same comfort snuggling here on the sofa with Rey did.

They weren't even 30 minutes into the movie when the power went off.

"Oh my god, what the hell..." Rey let out an annoyed groan. "I don't have a flashlight, I'll go get the candles from the bedroom."

Kylo nodded in response and stood up to look out from the window. "Seems like there's no power in the whole neighborhood. I'm sure it's gonna be back soon."
Rey came back with 6 scented candles, each a different size. "I present you, my collection." she said, a proud note in her voice as if she was showing some prizes she won at science competitions. Kylo felt happy at how simple things brought a smile on her face.

"I have a lot of those at home too. I love to light them when I take a bath. It's very calming." he said as he searched for a lighter.
"Yeah, i do that too, I like it when it's dark in the bathroom, it calms me a lot, even though it looks like a scene from a cultist movie. " she laughed and rested on the couch when she placed all the lit candles on the coffee table and the two little tables on both sides of the sofa. Kylo stood there and watched her as she put her legs up and rested her head on top of her knees.
"Fuck, you're gorgeous..." he said as he reached to touch her cheek and move the strand of her hair that had escaped from her messy ponytail. She turned around to look at him- reflections from the flames of the candles played in her beautiful hazel eyes and Kylo could feel his heart was about to burst out of his chest.
What are you doing to me?
Rey put her hand over his and brought it to her soft lips. She kissed it softly.
"Kylo, I'm not sure what's happening between us but I can feel myself growing more and more fond of you. I want to know more about you. I want to know about your past, I want us to meet more often outside of the office. I really want this to work out, whether we end up only friends or something more, I just want this to work out."

Kylo stood silent. He was trying to comprehend what she was saying. So it's mutual… He could feel himself spacing out and his mind grasping at this thought like his life depended on it. Was it an attack? Fuck he hadn'had one of those in some time. His head was spinning and he could feel his throat itch and close, not letting the air get to his lungs. The last person he wanted this to happen in front of was Rey. He looked at her, her image now distorted, out of focus. He could hardly see her but he recognized the face of fear on her face.
"Kylo, are you okay?" he heard her panicked voice like it was coming from the other room. It was distant but familiar. He squeezed his knee as he was trying to calm down and collect his breath. Rey took his other hand and held it. Not long after that the panic went away.

"Fuck, Rey, I'm sorry. " he said, avoiding looking at her eyes, shame crawling over him.

"It's alright, I just didn't expect it. I have those sometimes too, you know. " she tried to calm him. Her hand was caressing his raven locks and her eyes studied him, a warm stare that reminded him of his mother. He gulped and held back his tears as the memory of his mother popped up in his mind. His mind drifted far away, back in the years when he was just a child. Was this the trigger to his insanity?
"Rey… I'm fucked up." he finally said; looking up, their eyes met and Rey could see him tearing up.