Reteach Me | Kylo Ren x Reader

Chapter Twenty | Cheat

Once Kylo had calmed himself down he worked up the courage to go try and speak with his wife again. By now he had definitely noticed a drastic change in character in her, before during an argument she would just back down and do whatever Kylo wanted her to do. Now she was all mouth, taking every opportunity she got to argue with him over everything, even when he was being helpful to her. All he wanted to do was make sure she wasn't hungry, to help her relax and to give her some gifts he had collected for her when he knew for sure she would be coming back to live with him. Instead he got an argument over if he really loved her or not.

It hurt him to hear her say she never loved him. For some reason Kylo just could not believe that to be true. He had worked so hard, showered her with lovely gifts and pampered her, she had said it on her own several times! She slept with him willingly several times, it was almost as if the first few weeks they had spent together had been erased from his memory, along with all the other acts of betrayal from him to her.

Kylo had swallowed his pride, wanting to confront the girl and apologize for his behavior. Throwing her food across the dining room was over the top and likely scared her, that coupled with his yelling did nothing but further detonate the conversation. There's no way she would want to stay with him if that kind of behavior kept up, not only from Kylo but from this new personality of hers as well.

As he stepped past Griffin's room he took a peek in, surprised to see his son still asleep after all the yelling that had transpired between his parents. He had felt so fatherly checking in on his son, something he had never felt the need to do with anyone, not even his wife before. Just something about cracking the door and sticking his head in, making sure his son was still sleeping soundly, he loved it. He felt like a good father, it only increased his confidence to apologize to his wife even more. He wanted this to be good for her, for him, and for Griffin, the first step in creating a safe environment for them would be to correct his harmful actions.

Although he was prepared to say 'I'm sorry' to his wife, he was not prepared to come out and find her fast asleep at the dining room table. She had her chin in her hand, elbow propped up on the table. Her other hand sat atop the jar of sand and shells the two of them had collected on their honey moon. He was so happy he had decided to keep the jar after nearly destroying it in his rage when she was chained to the bed. He had contemplated throwing it away after he had discovered she was missing, the memories the jar held were too painful to bear. But he had kept it, stored it up in his closet behind several pairs of boots so he wouldn't have to see it at all. He took it down every once and a while within the five years she was gone, but never wanted to hold it for longer than five minutes, he would just get too angry and want to take his anger out on the room around him. It took him months to realize the action would not bring his wife back.

He walked slowly and silently up to his sleeping wife, not wanting to wake her from her slumber. If she was as tired as Griffin was then she deserved her rest, but Kylo didn't want her sleeping so uncomfortably at the table. Taking note that her tablet had been opened as well as her fancy markers, Kylo did his best to seamlessly lift her into his arms. He placed one hand behind her shoulders and one under her butt, lifting her into a cradling position. She stirred just a bit, grimacing as she adjusted herself to a more comfortable position in his arms. Kylo felt his heart warm as she turned herself into his chest, snuggling her face into his left breast. It was an action he hardly expected from her, he was happy about it until he realized she was more than likely dreaming, dreaming about another man.

He pushed his feelings of jealousy and anger off of his shoulders as he gently set her in the bed, pulled the covers over her and then left her alone. Becoming angry over a man that would be dead in a matter of days would do him no good, y/n was his once again, he had no worries.