#yes reader

A slightly spicier take on the Cutting Room series. Go on, treat yourself - you know you want to.

“I’d say this is one of the craziest ideas you’ve ever had, Y/N,” Poe said as you frantically began packing a bag. “What do you want me to tell you? That I don’t think you’ll get hurt?”

“I can take care of myself,” you insisted, “and whatever the First Order throws at me, I can handle it.”

“I’m not worried about you facing the First Order,” Poe said, using a stern tone you rarely ever heard from him. “You’re talking about walking right up to Kylo Ren and asking him to come quietly-”

“Not Kylo Ren!” you snapped, “My brother! I just,” your shoulders suddenly slumped as you sighed, “My dad is dead at my brother’s hands. You can’t expect me to leave him in that kind of darkness.”

“And I don’t, Y/N, I know you. But this...I’ve faced your brother. He’s probably not so much like how you remember him. He’s got the kind of power that can make a guy not sleep so well at night,” Poe gently took your shoulders, “I want you to stay safe.”

“Ben is my brother, Poe,” you said with innocent eyes, “He would never hurt me.” Poe said nothing, he just looked at the emotion in your eyes and held your cheek in his hand. You looked away first, slinging your bag over your shoulder. You couldn’t really be making that big of a mistake...could you?

You smiled, watching Rey interact with BB-8. She was so kind for someone who had spent so much time alone in her life.

“Staring at Rey again?” Poe smiled a bit as he came up beside you. You huffed slightly; sure, Poe was your best friend, but he that didn’t mean he didn’t take the chance to tease you when he could.

“Shut up,” you elbowed him in the side, “So what if I was?”

“Tell her,” Poe suggested, “You two would be great together.”

“I...I can’t,” you frowned, “What if she thinks it’s weird that I like her like her and not just like her because I’m-”

“Your gender should have nothing to do with it,” Poe said seriously, “You’re a girl. So what? Rey would have to be blind and deaf to not like you. Besides, gender’s just a label. Love is love.”

You smiled a bit at his kind words, wondering and hoping if he just might be right that Rey would like you.”