Author's Note: Never never neverrrrr excepted to do a drabble series for any ship other than one from a CW show. Like seriously- that has actually never happened before. Which is crazy.

FITTING THAT REYLO IS THE FIRST! I'm sure that, had I watched the OG Star Wars as they came out as a teenager, I would have felt the same way about Han and Leia, shipping wise. But I didn't, and so it's all so new and exciting to feel so strongly about such a beautiful (AND CANNON WHAAAT?!) Star Wars ship!

Summary: Ben has cold hands and Rey really just needs to remedy that.

When they were all on Csilla, Rey got it.

Because the planet was freezing. It may just have been that Rey had grown up on a planet that was usually unbearably hot, but she was almost constantly cold on Csilla. She wore at least three layers on her top and bottom at any given day, and basically slept with her hat on. And still, she was cold.

So Rey understood why Ben's fingers felt like actual icicles when he touched her. Not that that happened very often, but there had been that one time in the corridor when she had been walking and reading and he had tugged her out of the way of a transport load. She had slipped a little on the icy floor and caught herself with the Force, but Ben had pulled her into his chest regardless.

Rey probably could have spent all day just gazing up into his eyes, but then his hand floated to her cheek and she squealed because it was freezing.

And then there was that other time that they'd been standing next to each other for a mission briefing. Rey's hand and bumped sideways a little, unintentionally, and Ben's fingers were suddenly pressed against her own. She had pulled away hurriedly, her cheeks heating so much that she was almost tempted to pull of her hat, but her hand had been there long enough to feel how frigid his fingers were.

So, again. On Scilla, Rey got it. But on Devaron? Devaron, that is nearly as hot as Rey's home planet, where the humidity makes her sweat almost constantly and her hair frizz out excessively on either side of her head?

Ben's hands should not be cold.

Rey was in her quarters one morning when Ben walked in unannounced. She looked around, smiling over at him, and he almost immediately started laughing.

"What?" Rey demanded, trying not to sound offended. Part of her was just glad to hear Ben laugh, but the other part was a little hurt that that had been his first reaction upon seeing her.

"Sorry," Ben said immediately, trying to get his humor under control. "Sorry. You just... sunblock? Really? After living on Jakku and being in the sun every single day?"

Rey scoffed, embarrassed. "Well, in case you didn't know, Jakku's sun is actually a ways away from the planet. Our atmosphere just captures a lot of the rays, which is why it's so hot. Devaron's sun, on the other hand, is quite close. So..." She held up her small tub of thick white sunscreen. "Sunblock."

"It's cloudy out," Ben replied, shaking his head.

"Which actually makes sun damage even worse," Rey informed him, and went back to slathering sunblock on her bare arms. She had gotten pale after Csilla, and she hoped that the sunblock wouldn't stop her from getting some of the normal color into her skin.

"Here," Ben said with a sigh, moving over to her side. "You really didn't... rub it in up here."

Rey raised her eyebrow as he reached up to try and gently smudge the sunblock more thoroughly into her face. For a second she leaned into the touch, but then the heat receptors on her face registered and she yanked her head back with a yelp. "Ben!"

"What?" he asked, pulling his hand back sharply. "What did I do?"

"How are your hands still freezing?" Rey asked, reaching out and pulling his hand into her own. "It's, like, 90 degrees here and it's not much cooler on base. Are you seriously cold?"

Ben pulled away, shifting awkwardly as he rubbed his hands together. "Uh... sorry?" he tried, squinting at her slightly.

She had sounded pretty accusatory, which hadn't been her intention. "Come here," Rey urged, reaching for his hands again. She stepped a little closer and tucked his hands into a warm spot between the underside of her chin and her collarbone. The cold make her shudder at first, but she got used to it quickly. Honestly, with the heat of Devaron, it actually wasn't the worst thing in the world. "I wasn't... that wasn't a problem, I was just surprised."

"I have bad circulation," Ben grumbled wish a shrug. "I really don't notice it; it's not that big of a deal."

"So your hands are cold like this all the time?" Rey asked disbelievingly. She hadn't ever had much experience with being cold, but the idea of your fingers being constantly freezing sounded like a strange form of torture to her.

Ben shrugged again. "Yes...?" he said uncertainly. "I mean, not all the time. Most of the time."

He pulled back again, drawing his hands away from the now-cool skin of her throat. "I don't want to make you cold."

"It's boiling out here. I don't mind," Rey replied, waving him off. But she let him drop his hands back to his sides, fingers curled into fists.

Why was this bothering her so much? It was more than that his hands were cold. Was it because he hadn't told her? But who just told someone about their cold hands?

Rey shook herself a little and went back to rubbing in her sunblock. "I'll be ready to go in a few minutes," she told Ben, unsure of what else to say.

A few days later, Rey was standing outside of Ben's quarters. She knocked on the door and it slid open almost immediately, revealing Ben on the other side. "Hello," he said, looking at her in question.

Rey reached out and pushed a small package into his hands. "I got you something," she said.

Ben's eyebrows furrowed a little and he quickly opened up the gift. "Uh... thank you?" he said uncertainly, looking down at the multitude of small packets that had been inside the package.

"They're hand warmers," Rey explained quickly. "You open them and give them a few seconds and they get warm. They last for, like, twelve hours so I figured you could put them in your pockets or something and then when your hands are cold you could use them to warm them up."

She realized she was rambling a little and cut herself off. Ben looked down at the hand warmers again and smiled a little, the confusion finally leaving his face. "Oh. Thank you." He opened up one of the packets and the tiny heat sacks disappeared in his large hands.

"Also," Rey pressed on. "I wanted to say I'm sorry. When I got... upset, I guess, about the fact that you have cold hands... it wasn't because you'd never told me. It was because I didn't know."

"Isn't that the same thing?" Ben asked.

"Not exactly." Rey reached forward and took his hands in hers. The hand warmers were almost unbearably hot against her palms but she would deal with it. She pulled his hands up and tucked them under her chin again. "If I had touched your hands more, I would have known. I think I was just upset because it made me realize that I- I want your cold hands. I want to hold them, and have them like this..." She positioned his hands so they were cupping her cheeks. "Or have them on my waist or rubbing my back when we hug. And I- I didn't know your hands were constantly cold because I.. didn't know how they felt at all."

Ben gently pulled his hands away from her cheeks, flipping them over so the back rested against her face. Rey leaned into the touch a little, regardless of the shiver that was sent down her spine, and smiled at him. "Does that make sense?"

"Yes," Ben said softly. "Anytime you'd like to hold my hand, Rey... you can."

"Okay," Rey whispered, feeling a flurry of butterflies in her stomach at the idea. "Sounds like a plan."

Needless to say, they left Ben's quarters holding hands. At this rate, he might not even need the hand warmers.

Author's Note: LOLLLL I got to the linebreak and I was like... uhhhh okay this whole Ben-having-cold-hands thing needs to have a point and not just be him having cold hands... so this is what we ended up with XD

I hope you enjoyed! I don't know how all of us fanfiction writers can manage to get Ben even a little bit in character... is there ever a part in the movies where he's acting, like, awkward or adorkable or serious or rule-abiding? Because I can clearly picture him being like that in my head and Idk where I'm getting it from XD

Prompt me, if you want!