Hello! This is a nice, somewhat fluffy update. Please enjoy and tell me what you think! Also, off topic, but my birthday is in two days :P Okay, now, enjoy!
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By: The Hat Potato
Rey lay in her bed, staring up at the ceiling. Just like everything else in the room, it was black. It made her feel out of place just being in the room. Even though the room was quite spacious, the darkness made it feel like it was closing in on her.
Rey had no idea how long she had slept for. It felt like it had been a long time, but in truth, she had no idea. Despite her slight want to be defiant and not sleep, she had needed rest. She felt revived and knew that it had been the right decision. She needed to keep her strength up.
Rey closed her eyes to think. She could not continue ignoring the questions that blared up in her mind. She needed a plan. Reluctantly, she forced herself to think of him. Ben liked her. No. Kylo Ren wanted her. It was an odd sentence to say, and one that she didn't understand. Of all people, why would he be attracted to her? They were opposites. Nothing about them suited the other. Or maybe that was it. Did opposites attract? She hadn't given him much positive feedback towards the matter. Or had she? She thought back to their kiss. How could she have been so ignorant? In her mind, he had been Ben. Now, as she sat a prisoner on his ship, she knew that he was still Kylo.
She sat up and looked around the room. Her eyes immediately found his helmet, still seated in the corner of the space. Her eyes squinted at it questioningly. Knowing Kylo, he probably had cameras or some advanced technology in his helmet. Maybe he had been watching her. She shot out of bed and to the piece of metal. Curiosity got the best of her and she placed it over her head.
It felt weird. She could hardly see. Or hear. Or walk. She wobbled around from the extra weight that had suddenly been pooled onto her shoulders. Luckily, she found no secret mechanisms that could spy on her. Rey was baffled by the fact that he chose to wear this everyday.
Kylo entered the room as gently as he possibly could. It had been longer than half a day, and he was sure she must be awake by now. The sight before him as he entered through the recently locked door made him grin. He couldn't help it. Rey was wearing his helmet. It looked completely out of place on her. Ignoring the fact that it was about five sizes too big for her, the contrast between her soft, white wraps and the cold, black metal looked ridiculous.
He swept across the room to her and started to remove his helmet from her head, "So that's where it was."
"Ben!" the word came out half distorted and half normal. Rey's cheeks were bright red. Of all the times he could come in, it had to be while she was trying on his helmet. She couldn't bring herself to look at him, "I-I was- I just wanted to see what it was like." She couldn't tell him what she had really been doing. That she had thought he was spying on her.
"I brought you some new clothes," he stated before handing them to her. She was relieved that he had changed the topic.
The outfit was not black and Rey was thankful. She hated the color black. Instead, the articles were grey and very similar to her regular clothes, only made out of much finer material.
In the corner of her eye, she saw him raise an eyebrow at her. "Thank you," she said quickly.
"You'll need them for your training."
She rolled her eyes. Part of her brain had blocked that out. What does training even mean?
"You'll see."
"Stop reading my thoughts!" she growled.
He tilted his head to the side, contemplating her, "Are you hungry?"
She paused for a moment before simply replying, "Yes."
Despite the intense heat she felt rise in her cheeks, she couldn't refuse the chance at food. The more she thought about it, she realized that she had not eaten at all yesterday.
He smirked before calling out to the door, "Bring it in!"
At once, the door opened and plate after plate of food was brought in. Rey's eyes widened. This was more food than she had ever seen. Different types of bread, eggs, and some kind of meat were set before her on a small table. The last dish to be brought in was a jar of glowing, amber liquid. Honey. It amazed Rey that food that she had only dreamed of was readily available to Kylo with just the snap of his fingers.
Just as quickly as the workers had come, they were gone. Rey eyed the food hungrily as the smell of it wafted through the air. Ben gestured to the open seats and she eagerly sat down. She did not know or care about proper etiquette, she just needed to get food into her body. She devoured the portion put in front of her without a second's thought.
Kyo watched her, amused by her enthusiasm, until he finally slid into the seat next to her.
In between bites of food, Rey looked to him, "Is this how you usually feed your prisoners?"
Ben sighed, "You're not a prisoner."
Rey shot him a look through squinted eyes, "You captured me and locked me away on your ship. In what way am I not a prisoner?"
"You're not supposed to be. You're supposed to be my guest," he explained.
Rey scoffed and rolled her eyes. She was not his guest. Guests were not locked up.
Her eyes fell on the jar of golden honey and she glanced up at him quizzically, "Ben?"
Immediately, before the word had even fully passed her lips, he was opening the jar and offering it to her.
She grabbed a piece of bread and dipped it into the container. Soon, the wonderfully sweet taste filled her mouth. "I've never had honey before."
"You can have as much as you'd like."
She smiled, but soon her thoughts wandered. "It doesn't seem fair."
"What doesn't?" he asked.
"That there are people all over the galaxy who don't have anything to eat and I'm sitting around eating honey," she replied thoughtfully.
"They don't matter."
She glared at him and her eyebrows shot together, "I was one of them.
Shoot. Right. "Well, of course, I don't mean you. I'm sorry," he offered.
"If you were truly sorry, then you would stop harming and killing innocent people," she shot back.
"We can't do that," he sneered.
"You can. What if you had killed me in one of your rages?" Rey was on the verge of tears, but she fought them back, "What would you do then?"
This question struck him hard. He did not know what he would do if she had been killed. If their Force connection was severed before it even fully emerged. But, now, he had her. So the others didn't matter. They could all die for all he cared. She was his.
Rey could hear his thoughts as if he were speaking them to her. She gasped and choked on a sob, abruptly standing up from the table. "You're a monster," she shuddered, "and your logic is skewed… and I'm not yours." She added the last bit in just to hurt him, but she felt satisfied with her statement.
Immediately, he tapped some sort of device on his wrist. General Hux's voice blared through the technology, "Yes?"
"Stop all firing on the villagers," Ben commanded.
Hux sounded strained, "But Master Ren-"
"Now," Kylo's silent threat was laced throughout the word.
"Yes, sir." The device shut off.
Rey stared at him wide eyed. Then, a massive smile flooded her face. Before either of them could think about what was happening, she had run to him and hugged him tightly.
"Thank you, Ben," she whispered. It was only at that moment that she realized the situation she had put herself in. His strong arms were now wrapped firmly about her waist and they didn't show signs of stopping. To her surprise though, after a few more seconds, he squeezed and pulled himself away from her.
She grinned at him and he gave her a rare gift: an actual smile. Not a sneer, not a sarcastic smirk, but a genuinely happy smile.
"We'll start your training tomorrow," he declared as he suddenly began to walk towards the door.
"Tomorrow?" Rey had expected that would be their next step for today.
"Yes... It's dark now," he explained after seeing her extreme confusion. He grabbed his helmet, which had earlier been discarded to the floor.
Wow. Her sense of time was way off. How long had she slept for? "Oh. Goodnight then!" she told him, face still beaming.
"Goodnight, Rey," he murmured as he gently shut the door.
He walked across the large ship, engulfed in thought. He knew that he would receive heavy rebukes and reprimands from Snoke for his actions, but he didn't care. He only cared about her.
Leaving Rey had been extremely hard to do. It had taken everything in him to not swoop her up and kiss her. To run his hands up and down her body and claim her as his. In truth, if he had stayed a moment longer, he might have. But, instead, he had made her happy. That was all that really mattered. He just wanted to make her happy. And she had hugged him for it. Despite all they had been through, that hug was somehow the most intimate experience they had ever shared.
He swore to make her happy again.
The End