me

y’all know that already though

Mirai feels Kylo tense as he realizes how the two of them had ended up, quietly smiling to herself. She gently stretches her legs, the feeling of a large finger suddenly jabbing into her side. She gasps, quickly trying to grab his wrists, failing as he succeeded with another poke.

She.. laughs?

❛ Stop! ❜ She begs, which was followed by a giggle, her voice hoarse from just waking.

It’s quick and barely noticeable, but Kylo flinches at Mirai’s reaction. Her reflexes were fast, but what caught Kylo most off-guard was the laugh she let out at him. He was expecting annoyance - or anger - or... anything else, really, but she laughed. Perplexed, the Supreme Leader stares at her with furrowed brows, his arm now frozen in place as her hand remained clamped around his wrist. He doesn’t poke her any more, though; he’s too jarred by the reaction she had already given him. 

Din’s eyes stay locked on Eden’s figure as she speaks. He tilts his head slightly, listening to every word, his eyes softening as reaches up to touch her cheek as a way to comfort her. Ease her.

He didn’t realize she had such troubles, she always seemed to be hiding behind that badass bounty, maternal mask she put on. He pressed their lips together for a moment, stroking her skin quietly.

❛ Cyar’ika.. ❜ He says softly, leaning in to press their foreheads together. ❛ Thank you for telling me this. I didn’t realize that…❜ He said softly, nodding. ❛ You know you can always talk to me about that.. ❜

❛ We’ll know. ❜ He finally promises.

Eden leans into his touch, and soon returns the kiss he presses to her lips. She wasn’t looking for comfort when she had opened up to him; she just felt the desire to tell him more about herself. But for some reason, his comforting words weren’t unwelcome. She appreciated his reception of her words, her story. The two had undoubtedly struggled plenty in their time growing up - there were battles unspoken that lie within the depths of their minds, perhaps to reveal themselves to each other someday. 

Still, despite how much Eden trusted Din - despite how comfortable he made her feel - vulnerability was never a strong suit of hers. As their foreheads press together, Eden shakes her head slightly against his.    ❛ It’s in the past now. But thank you. ❜ 

It’s all she says for a moment, simply giving him a nod in response to his other statement. They’ll know. It’s something she can count on for some reason, despite having no clue what that would entail. All she knew was that time was not now. 

Eden feels like she has to change the subject; she didn’t want to dwell on her past for too long, not now. She pulls away from Din for a moment, her hands reaching to find his face. She idly strokes his cheeks with her thumbs, letting out a hum before she speaks. 

❛ Corellia's no place for the kid. I know someone there who can look after him, so we don't have to worry about something happening to him. But I know how you feel about leaving him. ❜

❛ Are you kidding? Nothing’s perfectly reasonable here. ❜    Murphy puts his hands on her shoulders, in attempt to prevent her from leaving the building. He didn’t know what the hell was going to be out there; they were trapped, but the rain was pouring - and if they learned anything... it was that nothing good ever happened in the rain in Silent Hill.

Hours had passed. Mirai slowly stirs, rolling over as her eyes flutter open to a black clad chest in front of her. She stiffens just slightly, looking up through her lashes to see Kylo lazily laying against the wall. The two of them had seemed to have slumped over top of each other during the night.

Laying in bed with the very man who was keeping her as prisoner. Interesting. She paused in thought for a moment. It didn’t really feel like so.. He seemed genuinely curious about her.. about getting to know her. Caring, if she wanted to be brave with her words.

She sighs softly, too cold to move away from him. She decides to rest her eyes for a little while longer, pressing her cheek against his collarbone.

Kylo feels Mirai stir, and his eyes open slightly. He sees that she’s moved to rest against his collarbone; she’s... very close to him. He isn’t sure how long they’d slept, and no one has called for him, but he begins to wonder if he should get up. The issue was that there was currently a person sleeping on top of him - a situation he had never been in before. Kylo stays still for a few more moments, looking down at Mirai with curious eyes. 

How was she sleeping so soundly? 

He supposes he slept well too, but he wasn’t in any sort of danger with her. Perhaps she realized that, at the moment, he wasn’t a danger to her either. After a few minutes of slightly panicked consideration and weighing options, Kylo resorts to poking at the young woman, hoping she’ll wake up.

Din notices her hesitation. He cups her face, pulling her in for another gentle kiss as he slowly stands up straight. Eden can hear a light switch, and suddenly, it’s all dark again.

She was right to do so. He was eager to see her without the filter of the visor, but in the cockpit of the Razor Crest didn’t seem ideal, the more Din thought on it.

❛ I understand. I got too ahead of myself. ❜ He says, moving down to hold her again. ❛ I trust you, though. I do. ❜ He whispers, brushing her hair from her face, which he could no longer see.

❛ We’ll know when it’s right, beautiful girl. I want you to be ready for that. ❜ He finally adds, gently pulling her to his chair and into his lap, landing against the chair with a quiet grunt. ❛ I’m sorry. ❜ He slowly takes her hands, looking up to where he assumes her face is.

Eden holds her breath as Din moves about, and as she hears the lights flick off, she opens her eyes - though it makes no difference. She tries to place the tone of his voice as he speaks, gently brushing against her hair and touching her face. Her hands reach up to place themselves over his own, but Din is soon tugging her towards his chair and pulling her into his lap. She winces as he apologizes, and Eden gives his hands a squeeze. 

❛ No, I’m... honored you trust me that much, I just... ❜    She fumbles to find words.    ❛ Please don’t apologize. You just... caught me off-guard. ❜    Slowly, Eden leads his hands upwards, placing them on either side of her face.    ❛ I want to see you, I do. ❜    When the time feels right... whenever that may be.

Hopefully he’s right, and they’ll know. 

She presses a kiss to one of his palms, her eyes fluttering shut for a moment as they sit in silence. She feels like she has to be the one to fill it now. Her eyes open again, and she’s faced with only the dark, and the sound of his breaths.

❛ You know, where I grew up, all we really knew was the dark. We were so deep underground, all of our light was artificial. We’d have power outages because something would happen on the surface, and we’d be forgotten. Sometimes for days. And the shit that would happen in the dark... I’m sure you can imagine it. ❜    She pauses for a moment; she’s rambling, which... frankly hardly ever happens. Upon realizing this, Eden quickly moves to reach her point.

❛ And in our line of work, the dark is unavoidable. I started to hate it. Like, really fucking hate it. ❜    There’s another pause, and one of her hands leaves his as she reaches to find his face.    ❛ I don’t hate it now. I’m... comfortable. ❜    With him.    ❛ That doesn’t mean I want to see you any less. And I know it must be scarier for you than it is for me, but... ❜    She lets out a sigh.    ❛ I think I... want to stay here a little longer... ❜    In the dark, with him, until things feel right.

❛ ... if that’s alright. ❜

Din watches her with lidded eyes and a smile as he crosses his arms over his chest for a moment, chuckling.

❛ He woke up and had a snack this morning. He went back to bed after, he’s back to lights out for a while. ❜ He says softly, finally stepping in front of her.

Din didn’t want to keep missing these moments, feeling his bare skin against hers. He was crazy over her- she knew that. Yes, he was lucky enough to see her every day, but it was through that damned visor on the helmet. He was taking in watching her without it for once, and his mind started to wander more…

Slowly, he leans down slightly, guiding Eden’s hands up to his face, letting her feel as she usually did, if she wished to. He lets out a hesitant breath, nuzzling her hand calmly.

❛Cyar’ika.. ❜ He whispers, leaning in to press a single kiss to her lips. ❛ You mean everything to me. I’m right here if you want to. ❜ He says softly, his thumb grazing her cheek as he watches her quietly, nearly nose-to-nose with her. He nervously watches her after he speaks.

❛ Mmm. He tired himself out yesterday. ❜    Eden lets out a chuckle, her head tilting as she hears one of his boots pad against the floor in front of her. It isn’t long before he is taking her hands and guiding them upwards, and Eden is gently cupping his face as he nuzzles her palm. 

She smiles against his lips when he kisses her, but the smile soon vanishes, to be replaced with confusion.    If you want to...    The words repeat in Eden’s mind as she tries to piece together what he meant. As her hands continue touch his face - his exposed face - she realizes what he might mean. 

And her stomach drops. 

Is he serious? 

If he was, Eden felt honored to be trusted so deeply, but she also felt... well, terrified. What if he was being impulsive? What if he regretted it later? No; Din never really said or did anything so serious without being sure. As much as Eden wanted to see his face, she never pried, which might have been why Din was even making the offer to her. She feels like this is a big step - no, it’s huge; it’s everything. She isn’t sure if she’s ready to take it. 

Was that selfish?    It’s not like she wasn’t serious about him - she was - more serious than she’d been about anyone else in that respect, but this... this was huge. 

Din was standing there, his face exposed, opening himself up to her, and Eden was... hesitating? The bounty hunter struggles to find words for a moment, her touch never leaving his skin. Her eyes remain squeezed shut. 

The girl watches him for a while , studying him with a red face. She eventually moves to the wall again to relax beside him, going quiet. She was fighting to keep her eyes open, sighing deeply.

Within minutes, their was a gentle thud and sudden weight against his upper arm, a tiny hand resting itself on his belt as the smaller figure curled as against his warm body.

❛ No- ❜ She answers, almost.. too quickly. She chokes on her breath, then slowly swallows the lump in her throat, shaking her head. ❛ You don’t have to do that, unless you want.. ❜ She finally forced out, growing embarrassed. She bites her tongue, beginning to gently scoot away.

Mirai slightly tenses, crossing her legs for a moment before looking off. She bites her inner lip, shaking her head.

❛ I’m- I’m not tired.. ❜ She lies. She didn’t feel unsafe around Kylo- No, in fact, he was the only person she really trusted on this ship, especially now. She stays sitting close to him, looking up slowly.

Suddenly, there’s a breath against her soft hair. He gently reaches around to hold her jaw still, kissing her ear tenderly. He breathes softly against her, his free hand gently moving to hold her hip.

❛ Corellia. ❜ He speaks softly, standing up behind her once more, looking down on her with his own eyes.

Eden practically melts at the feeling of his lips against her ear, as his glove nudges her face towards him. She instinctively closes her eyes, so she doesn’t accidentally take a look at his face. He’s soon standing upright again, and the bounty hunter frowns.  ( She’s glad he can’t see her face at the moment. )  

She gives a nod at his response, pausing a moment before moving a hand up to cover her eyes. She turns around to face him, letting her hand drop but keeping her eyes squeezed shut. It feels strange talking to him like this, but she felt if he wanted to keep his helmet off around her, he trusted her enough not to look. Of course, she’s at a disadvantage; even with her detection skills, it was near impossible to tell exactly where he was. So she simply stands there, her head tilting to the side, in what she presumes to be his general direction.