Kylo

This wasn't supposed to be happening. I was supposed to be on top. To be the master. I wasn't supposed to be seen whimpering on a table on the Millenium falcon with Rey dabbing my wounds like my mother.

But on the other hand, I got to notice Rey at work. She crinkled her nose when she focused, it was adorable.

"How many meds am I on? I'm suddenly happy…"

Rey wouldn't talk to me, she seemed to be stuck on what I did. She tried to have eye contact with me; I glared at her. I don't think she wants to be mad at me. But I'm pissed. I was shot by my uncle, seen almost crying, I was being taken to the resistance base, I felt weak, I lost my mask, Rey took my lightsaber. All things on my "dont want" list.

She took a deep breath and slammed the materials down. "KYLO, how do you expect me to work when you're screaming thoughts in my head, all about how mad you are? In fact, you should be grateful you're not DEAD! In fact, it was my idea to get you, so if anything, you should be happy you aren't in a million pieces like the rest of your crew!" Rey vented at me.

I forgot. She shared my thoughts. I wasn't blocking them. I blanked out my mind while she sat down. She took another breath and calm down. "I- I'm sorry. I'm just really worked up."

She stood up and paced the room. I ran my tongue along my lips, thinking.

"Thank you for saving me, Rey," I told her, my head facing the ceiling. She turned.

"Did you just… Say that?" She stuttered. I smirked.

"There is a reason you saved me, I know it. There's something about me," I tried. She raised an eyebrow.

"How many meds did I put you on?" She asked me, amused.

I wasn't even sure at that point if I was even conscious. It was like I was watching my life like a movie, and some idiot was controlling me. It felt great.

"No, I'm serious," I lolled my head to face her. "Also have you noticed how pretty you are right now?" I asked, squinting my eyes at her.

"Kylo, are you ok?"

"Come here Rey. I want to give you something," my drugged mind said to her.

Rey cautiously stepped foreword . She knew I wouldn't attack, she was just confused.

"You're really pretty. I just noticed that," I mumbled as she moved closer.

"You know, I almost like you more like this. You're… Less scary."

She slid back onto her chair. "Come here," I told her, and moved my arm to her.

"If I do will you shut up so I can bandage your side?" She implied. I nodded.

She awkwardly tilted her head, leaning in. She had no experience, so I took the lead.

I took in her lip, smiling slightly as her breathing hitched. I moved carefully, tasting her as much as I could before she moved away. Nipping at her lower lip, I made her squeak. She pulled away too soon.

"I like you more when you are on drugs and lost lots of blood. Now I should bandage you up," she smiled and got back to work.

A.N: sorry for the delay. I'm on break now so I can upload more! I just wanted to have a little bit of reylo fun, so drugs are the answer here! (You don't normally hear that) I had fun writing this chapter, even though it was super OOC. I have so many plans for upcoming bits, they might change the rating to M. Oh well, I'll have fun with comment on what you think of this chapter!