In this story, I'll picking and choosing parts from the Star Wars Prequel Trilogy, Star Wars Original Trilogy, Clone Wars TV series, as well as The Force Awakens. Characters will be aged according to the story and a few might be brought back to life. Thanks for understanding.
Poe walked into the dark apartment late at night and crossed his fingers, hoping Rey hit it off with Kevin LaBrant. Tossing his keys into their shared key plate, Poe tossed his backpack into a corner, reached into the fridge for a beer, and froze when he heard a low thunk, as if someone had dropped something.
Staying in place, Poe frowned and inched towards the light switch. The sound was quickly followed by a creaking sound and a muffled swear. Poe heard a man's voice. Then, someone moaned. Poe stood upright and smiled, stifling a laugh. Rey had finally connected with someone. Poe knew Kevin was right for her.
Turning all of the lights on, Poe went about his normal nightly routine with earbuds stuffed into his ears and his music on full blast. He texted Finn that he had arrived home and then went to his room to work on his resume. Poe assumed the black trench coat tossed onto the sofa was Kevin's and left it in its place. Damn, Kevin had weird fashion tastes. I wouldn't expect a college kid to wear something so formal, he thought to himself.
The next morning, Poe waited in the living room with a mug in one hand and the DVD case for Fast and Furious 6 in the other. Taking a sip of the warm drink, Poe turned when he heard Rey's door creak open. "Kevin!" he called out. "What's up, du-" the man in front of him was not Kevin.
Kevin was blonde and had green eyes. Kevin was a lacrosse player. The man in front of him was dark haired, had a slight beard, and looked much older than Kevin. He was good looking in an unconventional sense and wore a rumpled suit. Poe assumed he was in his late twenties to early thirties. Raising an eyebrow, he addressed the man. "Hello," Poe said.
"Hello," the man replied slowly. His analyzing gaze fell on Poe. "Are you her boyfriend?" he asked, nudging his chin in the direction of Rey's room. Poe shook his head- where had he seen this man before? He felt uneasy around him.
"Nah, I'm the gay roommate that typically appears in these types of situations," he said and cleared his throat. "I'd offer you tea, but you seem to be in a rush."
The man frowned at him but shrugged and picked his coat off of the couch. "Yeah, my boss texted me and he needs me. I left Rey my number; when she wakes up, can you tell her why I left early?" he asked, slinging his coat on. Poe nodded mutely and watched as the man picked his car keys up off of the ground and hurried out the door, leaving silence in his midst.
"The fuck is his problem?" Poe wondered aloud, trying to match the man's face to a name. He had definitely seen him before.
It was a few minutes before Rey stepped out of her room in her usual pajamas. Her hair was a mess and she seemed to have a hangover. "Good morning," Poe offered his disheveled friend. "Who's the guy?"
Rey remained silent, pouring herself some hot water and tearing a tea pack open. "He's not the captain of the lacrosse team, that's for sure," Rey muttered.
"Yeah, what happened there?" Poe asked as Rey plopped down in the seat across from him.
Rey wasn't sure how she felt. One night stands were definitely not what she approved of, but there she was. Kylo had left earlier. Rey woke up when she heard the front door slam shut and knew she should have expected her stand to leave as quickly as possible, but then again… he had left a note. "I went to the bar, waited, and then Kylo-"
"His name's Kylo?" Poe asked, raising his eyebrows. "That is some name," he whistled in mock appreciation and Rey raised an eyebrow.
"Says the guy named after Edward Allen Poe," she snorted. She smiled at her friend as he gave her a long-suffering look. After a moment of silence, they continued speaking. "We had a few drinks, he said something about being a lawyer and I told him that I'm a part of the Alliance Protest branch against deforestation and then we started making out."
Poe laughed out loud, and shook his head. "And you guys just decided to have sex? Good for you, Rey! So, what's next?"
Rey sighed and looked at her mug. It had a picture of a crying tree on it- one of the free protest mugs had managed to find its way into their cupboards once again. Rey blamed Finn, but it was probably her fault for putting all of the leftover boxes from the convention beside the sink. "Rey, did you hear me?" Poe raised an eyebrow.
"What?" snapping out of her reverie, Rey nodded. "Oh, yeah, he um- Kylo left me his number and asked me to coffee on Tuesday."
Poe pressed a hand against his stubbly chin and nodded. "You have to pick Bilbo Baggins the Eighth up from the vet on Tuesday, but I'll do it since I'm so happy for you" Poe said. Rey laughed and shook her head.
"I can still pick the cat up from the vet; don't worry."
The sound of the front door opening caused both roommates to turn their heads. Finn stepped in with snow on his dark hair and three plastic bags in his hands. He wore a leather jacket and jeans "Merry Christmas Eve-Eve-"
"Finn, it's the 22nd!" Poe shouted, standing to greet his boyfriend. Rey grinned at the two and sipped her tea, allowing them the privacy of a turned head so the two could kiss each other. "Guess what happened last night?"
Finn set the plastic bags onto the dining room table and began unwrapping them. "One plate of pancakes, bacon, eggs, and grits for a very hot boyfriend," Finn handed a box to Poe and reached back into the bag. "One waffle with strawberry jam, a sunny side up egg, and two sausages for a very beautiful engineering major that helped me sell my broken iPad," Rey accepted the styrofoam container from her friend's outstretched hand with a smile. "And one English breakfast for an Englishman who is disappointed with the amount of beans on this plate." Finn sat down as the others opened their containers and Rey leaned over to examine his plate.
"God, you're right! Why are there so few beans? It's like half a tablespoon of beans!" she exclaimed. "Hold on, how many are- three, four, five, six- twelve beans!" Laughing, she accepted a plastic fork and knife from Poe and shook her head.
The three dug into their respective breakfasts, commenting about the weather. "So," Finn said with a tomato on his fork, "what happened last night?"
Rey rolled her eyes as Poe immediately lit up. "Rey got laid!" he shouted. Rey cringed as Finn's dark eyes widened and he dropped his fork onto his mediocre supply of beans. His mouth dropped and he looked incredulously from Poe to Rey.
"You're fucking with me. Rey, you got laid? Did you actually like Kevin?" he asked, and Rey rolled her eyes. "I thought you wouldn't like Kevin, but apparently you did? So what happened?" Poe leaned in closer, wanting to catch more details. He could not shake the feeling of distrust in Kylo, whoever he was.
Rey blinked and cracked her knuckles, preparing to explain what happened at the bar.
"We met, had a few drinks, talked for a couple hours and then started making out. The end," she said. Finn frowned and Poe shook his head.
"You're forgetting the part about how he left a note," Poe nudged her with his elbow as Finn's eyebrows rose.
"He left a note?"
"He left a note."
"Holy... Rey, the winds might be changing for you," Finn grinned and Rey shook her head.
"It was just a stand. I don't even know if I'm going to get coffee with him," Rey lied and Finn and Poe saw straight through it.