Anakin/Obi Wan/Kylo and trying to look at you without you noticing
You have never really spoken to them but they are still finding the courage to go talk to you. Staring at you will have to do.
ANAKIN SKYWALKER
He is way too obvious about it.
Anakin would stare directly at you without a care in the world.
You would feel like you were being watched only to turn around and eventually come face to face with Anakin. He'd simply smirk at you, stare a moment longer then look away slowly.
OBI WAN KENOBI
He was more subtle when it came to trying to see you.
Obi Wan would peak at you from the corner of his eye when in the presence of others.
On the outside he seemed like he tightly followed the rules but that was only on the outside.
If you happen to look his way while he was trying to take a glimpse of you he would simply act as if he was just surveying the room.
KYLO REN
MASKED
He would stare at you endlessly behind the mask. It wasn't like you could see.
It did feel like someone was watching but you rarely could tell who.
In some cases he would turn his head completely towards you in the mask, enjoying the flushed look on your face when you noticed and quickly looked away.
UNMASKED
He was a little more reserved.
He still had no problem staring directly at you, it was more his own face that he had to worry about now.
His eyes would scan your face when you weren't looking, if you noticed him he would hold your stare before clenching his jaw and turning away. Only to stop himself from smiling.
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Kylo thinks you’re adorable, too innocent for this world, he found you one day at an underground auction, completely unaware of what was happening, you were a jolly thing, truly, too trusting and too nice. You’d been scammed and taken advantage of far too often and lastly you ended up in this place, locked in a cage and on display for all the wild animals people call men. He was there on business, trying to find some relic but when he walked past you he had to do a double take. How could a sweet pretty thing like you be in a cage? He kneeled down, making himself smaller and less intimidating, in hopes of not frightening you and it worked. With a small voice you greeted him, a smile on your face as if nothing was wrong. Kylo was utterly baffled, did you not realize what was happening? He asked if you knew why you were locked up but and you answered truthfully, you didn’t know, but it wasn’t that bad. You told him not to worry and that you were fine but that just made him worry more. He decided that you were too much of an angle to be placed into some slavers hands or worse, you weren’t the type of girl that should be kept on a leash by perverts, so he made up his mind and bid on you.
And he won easily and the auctioneer must have thought he bought you for pleasure because as you were brought out to him, kylo noticed instantly that you were stripped of your clothes that already barely covered anything, you were just wrapped in a ribbon. Literally, the wrapped a pale pink, thick ribbon around your chest and hips, he did have to admit that you looked utterly adorable and the least bit seductive, but this wasn’t the place. As soon as they did the hand over, he slung his cape around your shoulders, almost swaddling you like a child, making sure that you were completely covered from head to toe, but that brought another problem, you could barely walk, being wrapped up in the thick fabric, so Kylo did the next best thing, ha asked if it would be okay for him to carry you, patiently awaiting your answer. Of course you agreed and you were all smiles, he carefully picked you up and carried you off onto his ship.
Now a couple months had passed, you grew close and somehow got into a relationship. You were still as oblivious and innocent as ever, seeing the best in everyone and everything. That’s why Kylo had to keep a close eye on you, mostly he would tell you to stay in his quarters and you followed everything he said, laying your complete trust in him. You stayed and tried to occupy yourself, fortunately Kylo gifted you lots of activities! To Kylo they seemed utterly childish and useless, but he saw how much joy they brought you so he couldn’t help but get you new things every time they made a stop. You asked for things like colouring books and coloured pencils or markers, other times for fabric and sewing needles and another for pearls and beads. He got you everything he could get his hands on and he loved watching you use his gifts. Sometimes when he finds the time, hell check on you over the cameras, only to find you colouring something on your shared bed, he can never stifle his smiles as you remind him so much or his childhood. His life was hard, honestly, he was thrown into training early on and it really heals his inner child whenever you ask him to join in and he can’t refuse his darling, can he? So he ends up helping you color in a random sketch or outline, his hands are rough and a little clumsy, not used to the small movement but he really does enjoy it and he loves when you finish your drawing and stick it in your folder.
There have been a couple incidents where you started wandering, often bumping into troopers and starting conversations with them, at first everyone thought that you were an escapee and they dragged you back to a cell, but you never complained, they were just doing their job after all! And oh boy, that gave Kylo a scare, he came back to his empty rooms and panic flooded his systems. Where the fuck were you? He grabbed his sabre and rushed down halls and corridors, trying to find you. That’s until he overheard a pair of troopers talking about a cute girlish prisoner and he instantly knew they were talking about you. He rushed over and rescued you from that uncork cell and you were so happy to see him, you were so bored in there, and the people next to you were so loud as well! After that, he made you Promis to tell him whenever you go wandering and he made you promise to wear a little pendant that had a tracker built in, he explained that it was for whenever you got lost or needed his help, you just needed to tap the back a few times and he’d know.
You’re the only one who gets to call him Kylo and you’re the only one he’s gentle with. He’s practically forced to be soft with you, how can he refuse you when you ask for a piggyback ride? Or when you ask for hugs and cuddles so adorably? How can he refuse you when you want to braid his hair and how can he say no when you want to Rey your hand at baking with him? You’re basically a princess and you get to do anything and everything you want to. He lets you dress however you want, if that cute frilly dresses or his shirt and pants, the only rule is that you have to change out of you pyjamas. But oh how he loves when you wear his clothes, you look so adorable! Completely dwarfed and stumbling over the fabric, your soft hair flowing over your shoulders as you try to roll up the sleeves of his shirt. He almost dies of cuteness overload every time.
Sometimes you decide to accompany him to the gym, where he decides to show off a little, you tell him how he makes it look so easy and that you want to try too! Then you’re hanging off the pull-up bar as you try to force your muscles up, you manage one but your struggling real hard with the second one, Kylo always gives you a little push, telling you that you’re doing such a good job and you really feel proud after your one and a half pull-ups! You sit down on one of the mats and watch as he does about fifty at an amazing speed, your eyes trail a little lower and you watch his tank top kling to his chest tightly, showing off all his muscles as they flex, you cant help but drool a little, how is he so handsome? Of course Kylo notices your little flushed cheeks and he feels proud, proud that you find him attractive, he finishes his work out and moves on to his sabre. He notices that you seem curious about it so he offers to let you hold it and you almost jump at the chance. He tells you to stand in front of him as he wraps his strong, large hands around your soft ones, helping you hold the sabre, then he ignites it. Red light ans a buzzing sound fils the room as you gasp in amazement. Kylo guides your movement with precision as you swing it around, careful not to hit anything. His chest is pressed up against your back and his nose nuzzled into the crook of your neck, giving you little kisses.
You truly are the perfect partner for him. His complete opposite but perfect for home, like two sides of the same coin.
Satin ribbon tied it shut in a bow, concealing the glittering dress and sinful lingerie that were inside, waiting to be worn to the Christmas party. As much as you tried to avoid fundraisers that were simply a cover for organized crime, there was no way Kylo was going to this event alone.
“Get dressed,” Kylo’s hand grabbed your ass as he walked by, his shirt hanging open, revealing toned muscles.
You knew better than to argue, the party had already been a sore subject in your household, insisting to Kylo that you didn’t want to be shown off to the most dangerous men in the city. You didn’t care if Kylo’s personal security followed you all night, you didn’t feel safe among New York’s deadliest.
You laid the dress out, feeling Kylo’s dark eyes on you as you let your robe slip from your shoulders to pool at your feet. He watched you dress in the black lace lingerie, like a starving predator stalking its prey, hardening watching his little pet in what he’d bought you.
“Kylo, can you get my zipper?” You asked, a glittery red dress hanging off your body, concealing what he really wanted and teasing with a slit up the thigh.
He stepped behind you in the mirror, towering over you, his massive hands pulling the zipper up your back with a trail of kisses along your spine.
“You look divine in this,” he murmured into your hair, cupping between your legs, smirking at the heat radiating from you.
“You did do well, choosing this,” you answered, sighing as he removed the provocative touch.
“You’ll be my good girl and behave tonight, won’t you?” He spun you around, holding your face and staring deep into your eyes.
“Of course,” you pushed up, kissing his soft lips.
Kylo gave a gentle tug to the little diamond chain around your neck before sending you off to put on your shoes and coat, his driver waiting outside to take you to the billionaire boys club that was hosting tonight’s occasion.
You shuddered against his side as you climbed into the back of the car, your driver rushing through Manhattan streets to take the two of you to the event.
"Kylo," your lips brushed against his ear as you spoke, gasping softly when he hauled you onto his lap.
"Darling?" his large hands squeezed your waist.
"Do you have business to do tonight? I don't want to be left alone."
"A few people to meet with. You won't be alone, your bodyguards are here," he argued, kissing your exposed collarbone.
You earned a sharp slap to your ass for the pout that graced your face, Kylo having no patience for your attitude, especially when he needed you to respect him. You took the warning, hanging close on his arm as you entered the venue, avoiding eye contact with any of the frighteningly powerful people who greeted the two of you.
"Kylo, have a drink with me," Armitage Hux invited your husband.
You gave Kylo a look that said please don't go, but he slipped from your grasp, leaving you alone with Vicrul and Ushar, your two security details that didn't do much to make you feel safer.
"I want a drink," you spoke, the two men exchanging an expression.
"Master Ren doesn't want you to drink without him present."
You scowled, taking a glass of champagne off of a server's tray and lifting it to your lips. If Kylo was going to drag you to this event, and leave you alone with the men he swore you were safe with, drinking shouldn't be an issue. His dark eyes met yours just before he disappeared into another room with his colleague.
"You shouldn't do this with him tonight," Ushar advised, catching the burning gaze that had been exchanged.
“Kylo is my husband, I don’t need your advice—”
“I’m just saying, tonight is important.”
You shook your head, turning to avoid the approaching senators who wanted your attention without your husband looming over your shoulder.
"Miss Ren," you gasped, nearly running into the dirty police chief who had always made you feel unsafe, undressing you with his eyes every time he saw you.
"Dameron."
"Are you here without your husband? It's a shame to see him missing how beautiful you look tonight."
"He's here somewhere," you answered cooly.
"He's left you all alone?"
An arm snaked around your waist from behind, and every inkling of fear dissipated as your protector came to your rescue, his hand strong on your hip.
"Is he bothering you, love?"
You looked up at him, giving a slight nod and your men were on Dameron in less than a second, dragging him away so quickly that the other partygoers hardly noticed.
"Are you okay?" Kylo asked, turning you quickly so you were facing him, a hand going up to your jaw.
"Yes, I'm fine, he was just being creepy," you promised, gently squeezing his wrist.
"Let’s leave,” Kylo shocked you, his thumb gently stroking your cheek.
“But, you and the guys said tonight is important, I’m not trying to ruin that for you.”
“It’s Christmas Eve. Nothing is more important than us.” Kylo’s tone held unwavering certainty, the warmth in his eyes assuring you that he meant it.
“I want to leave,” you nodded, and Kylo guided you out of the loud party, out into the cold Manhattan night.
He took you to Central Park, only a few blocks away, wrapping his cloak around your shivering form. The two of you walked quietly through the glittering park as snow gently drifted down from the sky, catching the light of the street lamps. It was silent other than the sound of your footsteps, and Kylo’s steady breathing beside you.
He watched the way you moved, wrapped tightly in his cloak but still graceful and bright-eyed as you explored the night, feeling as if you were living inside of a snow globe.
“You aren’t mad at me? For ruining your evening?” You questioned, breaking the silence as the two of you took a seat on a bench overlooking the frozen pond.
“No, darling. I shouldn’t have made you join me, I’m sorry. I know I’ve been neglectful of your needs lately, tonight I’m all yours,” he swore, feeling guilty for the way you two had previously bickered about the event he wished he had skipped.
“This is perfect,” you spoke, leaning your head on his shoulder.
You held out as long as you could in the cold, hating to leave the beautiful night, but begging Kylo for some warmth. The car was warm and waiting to take you home, and you found your place snuggled under Kylo’s side in the back.
“Are your feet cold?” He realized you were in heels, sending a text to the housekeeper to have cocoa ready when you returned.
He knew your hum was an affirmative answer, your face buried in his bicep as you curled up as close as possible, trying to warm up. Kylo carried you through the threshold of the house, your very own Prince Charming.
“Go warm up, I’ll have cocoa ready for you,” he murmured, kissing the side of your head before you ran off to your bedroom.
The dress was left draped over a vanity chair, but you opted to leave the lingerie on, pulling a fuzzy robe over it, left hanging open so your husband could see his own little Christmas gift.
“Kylo!” You gasped, running across the floor and climbing onto his lap, where he was resting on your couch, hot chocolate for you in one hand and a little silver box in the other.
“I’ve got a little something for you to open on Christmas Eve,” he murmured, pulling you close and breathing you in as you sipped your warm drink.
You untied the ribbon and lifted the lid, revealing a glittery diamond necklace. You smiled shyly when Kylo clasped it around your neck, kissing your soft skin as his hands groped down your body.
Authors Note: So, I did this when the first of the three movies came out. Kylo Ren is kind of a challenge for me since I am not super attracted to angry men. But I fucking LOOVE writing about men being vulnerable, even slightly. So have a mix of Ben/Kylo Ren in this.
Pairing is kinda weird but... imagine yourself as this person. Because I’m too lazy to fix it.
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San ran inside the bedroom just as Kylo Ren quieted down. He was laying on his side, he was dry heaving over the edge of the bed, sickly pallid and his exposed torso was covered in a sheen of sweat.
“My Lord?” San knelt next to the bed, her hand hovered over his shoulder as he finished, she watched as his face was tense with pain and fear. Gently she touched his icy skin, slowly he stilled, body trembling underneath her palm.
San kept her gaze as he rested on his side, his dark eyes glazed over. He rested his sights on the far side of the wall, searching aimlessly.
“Are you okay?” She asked gently, Kylo Ren moved his gaze to her. There was a look in his eyes that sent a chill down her spine.
“I see them... I dream of them. They will never leave me alone.” His voice hoarse and shaky, San eased herself slowly to sit on the side of the bed. She began to slowly massage his shoulder.
“Who do you dream of?”
Kylo Ren did not answer, he closed his eyes as if enjoying San's touch. She scooted closer to him, tucking one leg under her. She felt her thigh pressed up against him for a moment before she settled.
“Lay down.” Kylo Ren suddenly ordered, San gave him a puzzled look despite his eyes being closed.
“Pardon?”
“Lay down... Please.” His voice was strained, opening his eyes he looked upon her in a way that shot a strange sensation through her chest. She felt his vulnerability, his fear. He had told her countless times that there was no room for fear in the Dark side. However, she didn't believe it... In this moment she came to him to comfort him, not humiliate him.
Slowly, San began to adjust her sitting position so she could lay down with ease, however she heard the rustle of the blankets. Kylo Ren had moved them aside so that she could crawl in with him.
Turning her head, San tried to calm the heat of her blush through breathing as she slowly began to lay down. Trying to give herself any amount of space, she wasn't sure how this was going to help him but she knew that she wasn't comfortable being this intimate with him. Even if they are husband and wife.
She felt something solid against her, she gasped in surprise when she felt his arms wrap around her in a full embrace. His face nestled into the back of her neck, his legs entwined between her own. What astonished her the most was how his body was still trembling.
San tried to count the minutes for how long she lay there with him like this. However, she felt distracted by the way he breathes through his nose, sending hot tingles through her body. She understood that he didn't want to offend her by breathing through his mouth.
“Kylo..” She spoke, only to stop when his arms tighten around her. She tried not to whimper, this much physical intimacy was so foreign to her, she felt nervous but admittedly... Thrilled, excited. Her heart was pounding so hard she was certain he could feel it.
“Ben.” He spoke, loud enough for her to hear. The way his breath fanned over her neck caused her to shiver.
“My birth name, is Ben.”
San was stunned by this new information, his name was Ben. Not Kylo Ren... Not leader of the First Order, right now in this moment San knew that he wasn't any of them. He was showing her the person he truly was... A man and nothing more.
San processed the moment, she could hardly believe that he was showing her this amount of trust, how few knew of his true name and why would he tell her?
She wanted to see who this man was, was it like the man before who said please when he asked her to lay down? Slowly she turned her body to face him, he loosened his grip around her and allowed her to settle.
Eye to eye, she studied him... He was staring back in silence, no words went through in their minds. What would they speak of? San did not know... However, the way the bedside lamp displayed the dips and contours of his face, neck and shoulders had raised the incredible urge to touch his skin.
Controlled by temptation, San raised her hand and let the pads of her fingers touch his jawline. Color was returning to his skin, he looked more in control and less afraid. Her fingers had a mind of their own, he had much smoother skin than she anticipated as she continued delicately trace the outline of his face. Her fingers moving up to his cheek then brow, she watched as he closed his eyes for a moment before opening them again.
Her fingers moved up until he felt his hair, she didn't expect it to feel soft...sliding her fingers through the strands of thick, black hair before she brushed her fingers against the skin on his neck. She heard his sharp intake of breath, San pulled away.
“I am sorry.” She whispered but he made no move to correct her, instead he moved his arm that was draped over her and she felt him pet her hair for a moment before he caressed her own jaw and cheek. Her lips parted at the sight of fire in his eyes, it wasn't the usual burning rage... It was a different heat, passionate and suppressed, warm and eager to touch. San felt herself flush in response, shyly averting her gaze down to his neck.
“Don’t..” he whispered, breathily and thick with emotion, swallowed as she lifted her gaze back to his dark eyes.
I can’t be doing this...
San couldn’t bring herself to say anything, she brought her hands close to her chest, nestled there. His hand was still on her cheek, she watched his eyes drift from her own, feeling his hand palm her entire half of her face. She could hardly breathe, she knew every gesture he was using but her mind could not register his intent.
His dark eyes focused on her lips, she could see his pupils dilate as he moved his hand completely from her face, the tips of his middle and ring finger remained. Traced down to her chin and stilled for a moment, hesitating.
San shut her eyes, she could hear the deafening drum of her heartbeat in her ears and her throat tighten. She wanted to gasp for air but she couldn’t bare the thought of opening her eyes, only for them to fly open when his fingers touched her lips.
So gently he touched, more curious than passionate but she exhaled slowly, no longer able to hold her breath. His eyes looked into her own once more, she felt liquid fire shoot through her veins and she almost felt her bones begin to melt. He looked so intense and yet...so gentle. A man known for his fiery rage was holding and touching her as if he treasured her.
His arms moved and pulled her back into his embrace, her nose touched the crook of his neck. She could feel his entire front from torso to hips...her face flamed up as she tried to shove away passionate images of his body naked, against her own.
“Go to sleep.” Kylo Ren whispered, she frowned at her realization that he might of sensed her turmoil. She would be spending the night with him...he had no intention of letting her go.
Closing her eyes, San took in a deep breath. Inhaling his warm scent, it calmed her...and scared her with how much this man set fire to something inside she didn’t know existed.
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San awoke lying on her stomach, sleeping on her arm with both of her hands nestled to her face. Her head was facing the wall, bleary eyed she blinked as she recalled last night's events and noticed the incredibly warm body next to her. His arms were still wrapped around her own arms, his head using her upper back as a pillow. She was stuck and she didn’t want to wake him, she inhaled deeply before she exhaled.
“You are awake.”
San tensed, she felt the weight of his body lift off her before she slowly propped herself on her elbows. Her eyes searched until they met his own, his eyes appeared brighter and clear.
“Sleep well?” She asked
“Quite...” He paused for a moment before he turned and laid flat on his back, staring at the ceiling.
“From now on, I would like it if you stayed with me.” He spoke again, glancing to San.
San felt a heavy sense of uncertainty but she nodded in agreement. She had felt safe in his arms last night, she had no nightmares. She slept all through the night. That was both a relief and mildly uneasy for her to comprehend.
“Of course my lord.”
Kylo Ren suddenly sat up as he stared intently at her, the corners of his mouth turned downward into a scowl.
“From now on you may address me as Kylo.”
San could not form any words, she only stare but she felt a sudden weight lift from her chest. She could not help a small smile that touched her lips, she was gaining his trust.
“Okay, Kylo.”
He stared at her for a moment, his eyes drifted to her mouth before he inhaled and threw the blankets off of his body and stood up from the bed. San followed, the cold air hitting her bare legs and she shivered.
“I must go but you may take your time getting ready here.”
San nodded but said nothing, her eyes followed him as he strode out of the bedroom with only a glance back to her.
A bunch of little fluff ideas I had and I guess I’m just writing bits and pieces out to explore them.
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Junkrat x reader
Warm fountains of water continued streaming down to your cheeks as Jamison gently pinched your chin between his digits, forcing your puffy eyes to meet his own. “Shelia, you mean the worl’ to me, an’ these feelin’s your havin’, the tough times you’re goin’ through, they’ll come to an end. Trust me.” His hand glided across your jaw, leaving soot smears. His rough, mechanical hand raised and held your face. Tilting your head forward, you felt his chapped lips leave small kisses on your forehead, “I’ll make’em go.” Jamie brought you close to his chest, enveloping you in feelings of warmth and security. “I love ya, sheila, an’ I’ll make sure nothin’ hurts ya, kay?” Nodding up and down while progressively bringing him closer, you mumbled thanks and sniffled…
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Kylo x reader
The locks of his mask hissed as he readily removed his helmet. A river of raven black flowed in from beneath the cold carbon that hid his face. Seconds after, you heard your name leap from his lips in a hushed, soft tone; something you rarely ever had the pleasure of experiencing from him.
“Yes, sir?” Nervously you muttered.
“Come here.” He ordered, and you followed suite. He gripped your shoulders and his long arms brought you in, onto his large frame. “I can feel it.” He whispered while tenderly nuzzling his nose on top of your head. Kylo’s hands fell to your hips before he continued, “It’s hard to describe, but whenever I’m around you, my heart feels as though it’s about to explode.” As he spoke, a gloved hand met the side of your face and gently rubbed its thumb against your cheek, sending waves of pleasure and goosebumps in its trail. “My stomach feels like it’s in knots and I’m left with my mind in shambles. I’m a wreck and Supreme Leader Snoke has noticed.”
You nodded as your mind went into a hazed frenzy, “Me… Me too Commander. I’m sorry for any trouble with the supreme leader…”
“As you should be, I’ll have to find some way of making up for my recent clumsiness, but at the moment, I find this distraction as… acceptable.” Kylo nodded slowly and continued to bring you closer, into a deeper, tighter hug. His baritone voice lulling you into a trance…
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I don’t know, I like to think I did a pretty fine job. I was feeling a bit down and this is a way I make myself feel better. It’s pathetic, in a sense, but fictional characters are a wonderful means of coping~
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Summary: reader gets drunk after a breakup, after her friends abandon her for various men she has enough sense to call someone to come pick her up but not before drama ensues.
Warnings: swearing, fluff, alcohol, violence
The bass thumped in your ears as you leaned against the bar with your friends. Your cheating asshole of a boyfriend had just dumped you for a stripper he met at the strip club he went to regularly. You hadn't resisted because you knew karma would come back to bite him in the ass, but it still hurt. You had been dating for a year and a half when he broke up with you, you'd shared your bed with him, he'd met your parents, your friends, even your best friend Kylo. You shuddered at the thought of how long it would take to erase Casey from your life.
"Hey Bailey who's the driver tonight?" You asked, turning to look at Bailey only to see her across the bar with someone's tongue down her throat and a cocktail in her hand. You rolled your eyes, it obviously wasn't Bailey who would be driving home. You turned to look for Kelley only to see her sneaking out the back door with a man with a cowboy hat on.
Zoe was your last hope, the short girl didn't usually stray far from the rest of the group but as you turned to find her you saw even she was with a man. But not in the way that Bailey and Kelley were, Zoe was sitting across from the man in a booth, both holding a beer, playing an intense game of Magic the Gathering. You should've known she'd track down the one other person who knew how to play.
"Want another round?" The rough looking bartender asked. You noticed that you'd drained another glass and nodded to the bartender. He nodded and disappeared, only to come back soon after with another colorful drink.
You sipped it and knew you'd rather be at home. You also knew you couldn't drive at your current state as the room spun around you and the bass thumped through your chest. However all your friends were here, all except one. Kylo was your best friend but it was a girls night to help you cope which meant no boys. Or so you'd all agreed when you entered the bar but it seemed you were the only one who'd stuck to that promise.
You pulled out your phone as you sipped your drink, finding Kylo's number and calling him as you downed your drink and walked away from the bar down the hallway that led to the restrooms in an attempt to find a quieter spot.
"Hello?" Kylo answered groggily, his sleepy voice an octave deeper than usual. You must've woken him up. You took a breath trying to get your fuzzy brain to focus long enough to get a sentence out.
"(y/n)? Where are you are you alright?" Kylo asked. You nodded before realizing he couldn't see you. You took a deep breath, once again trying to focus. you finally managed to form a sentence.
"Yeah I'm alright, wanna go home." You said. You could almost see Kylo's perplexed look as he asked his next question.
"Home from where? (y/n) where are you?" He said more sternly. He was fully awake now. You huffed as someone shoved past you and you shot a dirty look in their direction.
"Starkiller." You said as you saw the sign in a newspaper clipping on the wall from when the nightclub first opened. You heard a shuffling on Kylo's end followed by a faint jingling and a door slamming.
"Alright baby I'm coming to get you." Kylo said. You hummed in response, the nickname not seeming weird at all in your mind. That was your relationship with Kylo. You hung up the call before Kylo said anything else and found your way out of the hallway back to the bar. You'd managed to down two more drinks when a man with sleek red hair approached you.
"Now what is a pretty girl like you doing all by yourself in a place like this?" He asked, ordering himself a drink from the bartender. You in your drunken haze didn't know if you'd ignored him on purpose, or you just couldn't come up with something to say in response. Either way he took your silence as an invitation to continue.
"My name is Hux, what do they call you? besides Angel?" He asked. You finally got a good look at him, he reminded you a little of Casey with his facial structure and blue eyes. You let out a slight chuckle at his attempt at flirtation and downed a third drink as Hux sipped his beer.
"(y/n)." You said, deciding that giving in to his attempts at conversation were harmless. Hux gace you a smile and laughed a little.
"There we go, see I don't bite. Now back to my original question, How could someone so stunning be all by herself?" He asked, ordering another round of drinks for the two of you. He ghosted his hand over the two drinks and offered yours to you. You were about to take a sip when someone pulled the glass out of your hand. You turned, ready to scold someone only to see the broad black figure of Kylo.
"What did you put in her drink?" Kylo growled lowly to the red haired man. The man smirked at Kylo while standing.
"I have absolutely no idea what you're talking about." Hux said innocently. Kylo clenched his free fist before taking a breath and offering the glass to Hux.
"Then you won't mind taking a sip of it then will you." Kylo said dangerously. Hux's eyes widened slightly, something you didn't catch onto but Kylo noticed all too well. He slammed the glass down on the bar top before grabbing Hux's collar and pulling the shorter man up to his height. You knew you should do something but you couldn't bring yourself to move.
"Sometimes they can be a little uncooperative, just a precaution." Hux said slyly. Kylo sneered and raised his fist. You felt fear rising, Kylo had always had a protective streak, and anger management issues. That coupled with the fact that he was built like a brick wall you had a bad feeling about how this was going to end up.
"Nobody touches my girl!" Kylo yelled, punching Hux in the face, releasing his collar. Hux stumbled back into a stool, bringing his hand to his face to see blood pouring from his nose. Kylo had placed himself between you and Hux, the commotion drawing attention from everyone including your friends.
"Kylo!" You called, your voice wavering slightly. You did not want this tonight.
"You little shit." Hux hissed, rushing Kylo. Kylo easily caught Hux's fist and held it as he landed a blow to Hux's gut, causing him to double over. Kylo slammed his elbow into Hux's back, watching the man crumble before Kylo knelt in front of him, rolling him over and pounding into him.
You stood from the stool, tears brimming in your eyes. Kylo was seeing red at the idea that someone would dare harm you, someone so selfless and innocent, and there was little chance he would stop. You grabbed Kylo's large bicep on his backswing and pulled it towards you.
"Kylo stop!" You said, Kylo turned to look at you and saw the tear stains on your face. His hardened brown eyes softened and he looked down at Hux, who had a crooked nose and blood smeared across his shirt. Kylo dropped Hux's collar and stood up, bundling you into his arms. You leaned against his chest as he led you out of the bar, shooting a warning glance towards Hux.
"Baby are you alright?" Kylo asked once you were out of the bar. The streetlights caused his black hair to shine and his brown eyes to look a honey green color. His perfectly plump lips were split from the one punch Hux had landed, but he still looked as handsome as ever.
"Yeah I'm alright, Kylo I wanna go home." You said, leaning back into him. Kylo nodded and led you towards his car, helping you into the passenger seat and buckling the seat belt over your chest before walking around the car to climb into the drivers seat, starting the car and backing out of the parking lot.
Kylo picked up your sleeping figure from the passenger side of his car and carried you up to your apartment, using his spare key to unlock the door. He carefully kicked off his boots before stepping onto the carpet and walking to your bedroom, gently laying you on the bed. He smoothed your (y/h/c) hair out of your face before moving his hands to the laces of your converse, untying them and slipping the shoes off your feet.
He pulled your flannel off your shoulders, leaving you in a tank top and leggings. He walked towards your closet, opening the door and spotting one of his shirts hanging from a hanger between your flannels. He chuckled and pulled it off the hanger, grabbing a pair of shorts as well before closing the closet door.
"(y/n), wake up." He said softly, smoothing his hand over your hair. Kylo may have had anger management issues but he always had had a soft side with you. You stirred slightly and sat up, rubbing your eyes. Kylo handed you the clothes and told you to change while he walked out of the room, grabbing an advil and glass of water for you to take in the morning. You walked out of your room in search of Kylo and walked up behind him, wrapping your arms around his waist and leaning against his back, relishing in his warmth.
"(y/n) you should sleep." He said quietly. You shook your head and he turned around to see you drowning in his black Star Wars t-shirt and a pair of black shorts. He bent down and picked you up bridal style. You wrapped your arms loosely around Kylo's neck and snuggled further into his chest. He used his knee to push the comforters down on your bed far enough for him to lay you down. He tried to stand straight only to find that you still had your arms latched around his neck.
He tried to gently pry your arms off but you only pulled him down into the bed nearly on top of you. He had to land awkwardly on his shoulder to keep from crushing you under his broad chest. You finally released your grip on him and he readjusted the way he was laying, rolling onto his back to sit up. You moved so you were snuggled against his side, your head resting on the bridge of his chest and shoulder and your hand resting on his stomach. He tried to move but you fisted your hands tightly in the fabric of his shirt.
"(y/n), I need to go." Kylo said, silently hoping you wouldn't let him. He'd loved you for as long as he could remember knowing you, but the day he'd planned to tell you you'd called him excitedly telling him about Casey. He'd let his heard break in silence. He'd longed for you in silence. Hoped you'd realize someday that he cared for you, in silence. But maybe he wouldn't have to be silent tonight.
"Stay." You mumbled into his chest, tightening your grip on his shirt and pulling yourself closer to him. He gently moved his arm around you and used his other to brush your hair back, leaning his head down and brushing his lips hesitantly against your forehead before planting a chaste kiss there.
"I love you." He whispered. He was met with a tiny snore from your lips and a smile played at the corner of his lips. Maybe you didn't reciprocate his feelings, but in this moment, you were his and he was yours. And that's all Kylo wanted.
Imagine that you find out Kylo is secretly super duper self conscious and you take every chance you get to make him feel better about himself.
A/N: I loved writing this cuz, come on, the commander deserves a few compliments! Here you go, my dudes!
“Hey Sexy!” You say lightly from the couch as Kylo saunters in through the door of your shared quarters. You don’t see the the small smile or blush that grace his face under his mask before they melt away as he frees his head with a mechanical hiss.
“Hello.” He says softly in his usual manner, and you smirk as you return to your holobook, unaware of the slight stirring of good feelings whirling in Kylo’s chest at the unexpected greeting you had given him.
“Commander!” You call down the corridor a few days later. He stops in his path to the bridge and you catch up.
“I’ve been asked to inform you that the Supreme Leader wishes to speak with you as soon as can be arranged.”
He gave a slight nod and then waited to see if there was anything else. There wasn’t. But as you made ready to go about your business, you turned at the last moment, made sure no Troopers or officers were in earshot, then looked him up and down.
“By the way, your arms look amazing in that tunic.”
Kylo felt a bubble of flustered joy rising into his chest and the corner of his mouth twitch up. He knew you had made it a point to stroke his ego, seeking to make him more comfortable about his appearance but he hadn’t expected it to make him feel like this. He didn’t really mind it though, and he watched you walk back the way you came with pink on his cheeks and a head that was held a little bit higher.
Later that evening, you are lounging in your bed robes again on your couch when Kylo comes walking in. Again, you seek to build him up with a compliment and smile as you get up.
“Hello, handsome.” You say, and walk to him. This time, he doesn’t hide the smile on his lips or the pink on his cheeks, he simply takes his mask of, sets it down and wraps himself in your embrace.
“Thank you” He said into your neck. You grinned.
“Anything to let you know just how attractive you really are.”
He smiled again and you suppressed a squeal when he suddenly picked you up, making his way to the bed with you over his shoulder. Laughing happily, you asked him “What are you doing?”
His knees hit the bed and he mounted it, throwing you down softly with your head on the pillows. He came to hover over you lightly and kissed your neck.
“It’s my turn to make you feel beautiful.” He answered into your skin, hot breath cascading down your collar bone, making you shiver.
And beautiful was certainly one word for the sensations he gave you that night.
