Break (A Kylo Ren Fanfic)

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"Leave me alone, I'm exhausted," I mumble, my voice muffled by the pillow my head is buried in.

"Get used to it, Lyra. If you can't handle it now, you won't be able to handle it when you need it most," Ren counters, his voice booming from the door.

After last night, or this morning I guess, I have had my doubts about staying here with the First Order.

All of the information I learned made me start thinking about whether or not this is the right side to be on. Something just didn't seem right.

Kylo left out any mention of hisself and for some reason, that worries me more.

Of course I know that if I try to leave, I will be demolished.

So with a deep breath, I push myself out of my bed and get dressed in training clothes.

After fueling myself with some food, I head to the training center that I basically spend all of my days in. Besides last night, this was the only part of the base I knew.

I walk in to see something new.

Kylo is standing with his back to me, absolutely nothing adorning his torso.

I gaze at his back, taking in the muscles that define it. It's another feature that most definitely adds to his beauty.

I find myself wanting to run my hands over his skin, feeling each part of his shoulders and spine and hips.

"Enjoy the view?" He says monotonously which brings me out of my daze. I look away from him as my cheeks burn with embarrassment. What was I even thinking?

He turns around to look at me and I focus on keeping my eyes on his face instead of traveling down his chest and arms.

Since I'm still standing at the door where I first saw him, I decide to walk a little bit closer so that I can set my bottle down and pick up whatever weapon he's planning on me using today. I can just hardly see Kylo from the corner of my eye and it's barely enough for me to catch the punch that he's launching towards me.

I jerk away, but not enough. He ends up clipping me in the shoulder.

"Better," he comments, grabbing my shoulder and spinning me to face him completely. "Your reflexes need to grow more and you need to learn to trust more than just your sight."

I keep my eyes locked on his, knowing exactly where they'll go if I move them in the slightest.

He points to the other side of the room before giving me a nudge to walk over there. I do so and then turn around to look at him.

From this distance, it's easier for me to admire him without it being too obvious.

I take in his chest muscles and his abdominals before my eyes land on my hugest weakness, his biceps. Something about biceps have always been attractive to me and I can just see my self running my fingers down his, clawing as—

My thoughts are stopped when something glints from the corner of my eye. A knife is hurdling towards me and I squeal before ducking out of the way.

Thankfully it doesn't hit me at all.

"Are you crazy?" I yell.

We've fought with knives before in hand-to-hand combat but he has never thrown one at me in such a dangerous way. If I hadn't of noticed it it would be through my skull.

"Pay attention!" He yells back, moving closer to me. "The more distracted you get in any situation, the easier of a target you will be. You have to focus your mind on the task at hand and not silly daydreaming! If you want to fight for the First Order, you must not let anything get in your way!"