Kylo Ren Enemies to Lovers:

5

To be frank, you passed out before you knew where you were going with Kylo.

You woke up feeling groggy...but healed. No scratches, no poison, no open wounds, no blood... What?
You looked around you, seeing cotton buds full of black and red blood, needles, bottles of pills...you were laying on the floor of a bedroom. A stone slabbed, grey, cold floor. You immediately shot up, suddenly aware of your surroundings and what was going on. It was a bedroom of sorts. A large grey sheeted bed lay right in the middle of the huge room, accompanied with a huge-ass window displaying the stars and the galaxy before you.
You gazed into the window, trying to regain some sense of sane before attempting to stand.
You mainly felt dizzy and a bit nauseous, so you moved to all fours before trying to get up fully. You then slowly moved your back up, getting onto your knees; feeling your back crack in the most satisfying way.

"That was great-" You slipped out. As you can see your voice was back...
As you took a good look at yourself you could see you were still wearing the same clothes as before, beholding the same blood stains too, minus the wounds. Guess you didn't die after all. Except you felt like shit.
Where even were you? Genuinely. It was all grey and had a familiar scent...wAiT a damn minute. Hohoho wait a damn minute.

Could it be? No it couldn't. Right?
Just as you were contemplating your life choices, the door on the left buzzed and swings open. A large, passive figure struts through the door. Ofcourse, Kylo dick Ren had to make his entrance at some point... it wasn't fair how he saved you like that, now you feel like you owe him. Plus, he had no reason to save you if he wanted you to die so badly.

You visibly sigh as you watch him strut into the room. Staring him down as he walks into the unnoticeable en-suite refresher, walking out seconds later in nothing but his long pants. You squinted your eyes at him to make sure you weren't delusional...he was still hot🤭
His bare chest was heavily muscular and built, but not bulky, no wonder he had so much upper body strength.
He placed his saber onto a table beside him, before settling his startled gaze upon you.

"Oh...I forgot you were here." He stated, genuinely suprised.

"I've been laying half dead on your floor for the past...god knows how long" you rolled your eyes, trying to look at the floor to escape his gaze and the benevolent sight in front of you.

He shrugged. "You're not particularly memorable..."
Humbled right left and centre.

"Well, I have a few questions." You stated, attempting to stand up for real this time.
He nodded his head afterwards.

You attempted to stand but kept groaning and retching, your head felt like it was going to explode and the light made them no better.

"Damn what was in those injections?!" You groaned, then trying to move one foot after another towards the door.
You limp awkwardly to the door, reaching the door handle eventually.
Rapidly, kylo moves to block the door in front of you. Your hand once reaching for the handle, now suddenly grazing the side of his chest.
It was so smooth...😩 But you moved your hand away in an instant, trying not to blush.
He didn't do so well at that. His cheeks burned hot red as you looked into his eyes confuzzled, your lip twitching.

You laughed in his face, trying to reach behind him to grab the door handle.

"Hah. Move out the fuxking way"

You stepped closer into him almost to intimidate him with a straight face. Only do you realise you're BASICALLY the same height, your eyes reaching his nose.
His lips gaped before speaking.

"You're not going anywhere. This ship is small and if you leave this room, General Hux will order your death in an instant."

You thought for a second, before your breath hitches and your eyebrows raise.

"Then let him." You emphasised the whole sentence, moving closer to his face to make a statement. Your lips were so close, and you could feel his cold breath against you. Like in the forest it felt...intimate.

Kylo's face then twisted into a rage full BULL, as he grabbed both your forearms and turned you around to slam you against the door.
A small groan left you as you tried to fight his arms off. You bickered like children for a few seconds, swatting each others hands away until he took his hand and grabbed a fist of your hair, pulling your head forward and back into the wall, slamming against it THREE fuxking times. He then moved closer into you, his knee placed in between your legs separating them; his right hand locked around your jaw, and his left around your neck. That almost left you paralysed. Your hands wrapped around his hands trying to somewhat pry them off you...but him SMACKING your head THREE times against the wall threw you off a little bit.

"FUXK" You shouted, wincing.
That looked like it made him angrier as his right hand locked around your mouth, pressing you further into the wall/door.
Your eyes bulged at how hard he was pressing,  and he then moved his lips to your ear, making you shiver as he spoke lowly and gently.

"Remember what I said yesterday? When you die, it will be at my hand."