Kylo Ren | Reader Inserts

Letters From The Past

Request:

Request for after TLJ: after meeting The Resistance members Rey realizes she's seen you before. She remembers seeing Kylo's future and she saw you clear as day in it.

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The atmosphere around you felt so still. The sounds of distant terror had become mute, the frantic Resistance soldiers surrounding you were silenced. All you could hear was your heart. All you could feel was heartbreak. All you could see was the man you had longed for.

The sight of him made your heart race, the feeling coursing through your body and veins making it feel as if it all had been too good to be true. This couldn't have been real. After so long... he was in walking distance from you. But, could he see you? Could he sense you? You were sure he was too focused on the man in front of him.

His old Master.

His uncle and blood.

Luke Skywalker.

Swallowing, the world around you felt awfully slow. Leia stood beside you as she kept her eyes locked ahead as the rest of the remaining Resistance soldiers had. You wanted to look away, to turn your back to the event unraveling right in front of your eyes. To walk far from that spot and never look back.

But, you could't. You couldn't when your heart ached for this. When your mind begged to see his face once again.

One more time, that's all you wanted. No matter if he couldn't see you. No matter if he no longer felt for you.

You had to see the face of the man that tore himself from you years ago when you thought you had it all.

You had to see Ben Solo.

Not realizing everyone around you had left your surroundings, including Leia, you heard her speak up. "Don't look at me, follow him." She said to the remaining Resistance members, you looking over and seeing them walk off.

Turning your attention ahead for one last moment, you gulped before softly speaking, "Ben..."

Now finding yourself rushing along with the small group surrounding you, boarding the Millennium Falcon, you took a seat in the corner, not bothering to join in the victory that was surviving and escaping. How could you when you saw him? How could you when a piece of you... a big one, wanted to run to him and hold him close and never let go.

Looking down at your hands, you took in a deep breath before reaching into the pocket of your jacket, pulling out an old, small piece of parchment paper. Unfolding it and feeling your hands shake, you bit on your bottom lip as you read the letter.

The last letter you had ever received.

My dear Y/N,

I send this out as the last letter I'll ever write for you, from here. I wish it didn't have to be this way, that I'd have to write this out on a piece of paper and not say it to you, face to face.

I miss you dearly. You are all that matters to me now. Forever and always. But I fear my journey has reached it's end. I have found my true placement.

I know you'll never forgive me for this, leaving you behind as if you were nothing to me, but remember this: you are my everything. You are the only thing I will hold close and dear to my heart. You are the reason why I fight to see another day, in hopes to see your face again.

By the time you receive this letter, I'm sure you will have been advised as to what has happened.

I'm sorry, but this is the path I'm meant to be on, and I hope one day you will come to forgive me.