Kylo Ren | Reader Inserts

All I Want For Christmas

Here's a Christmas special for you all, and Merry Christmas to those who celebrate! Much love!

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The feeling of your heart racing made your stomach turn. Hearing the beating within your ears, you took in a deep breath as you entered the main hall. You wanted to avoid any and all mistletoes that night.

The temple held its annual Christmas celebration, the twelve Jedi learners including Luke—amongst Resistance members that joined in on the festivities. 

It was always nice; decorations, trees, stockings... you name it, it was there. The weather was even nice, although it didn't entirely snow, it did get really cold so you made sure you wore your turtleneck Jedi robes.

But the event itself wasn't what got you anxious, it never did. In all honesty, you were always excited for Christmas, especially celebrating it. What had you on the verge of puking was the thought of the mistletoe.

There was one person, one person you had grown fondly of... one you had grown to... adore. And every year, you avoided mistletoes like a raging Rathtar.

But this time... this time around you weren't so lucky.

Entering the main hall, seeing your fellow Jedi—amongst Resistance members—you gulped. You had your eyes peeled, making sure you didn't accidentally stand under any mistletoes. But, with your luck, every year they were always placed in different locations.

"What's got you so worked up?" Hearing a familiar voice, you jumped right out of your skin.

"Ben!" You exclaimed, turning and seeing him, only to look up at the ceiling and sigh in relief. Even if the ceiling was way too high... you were still cautious. "I'm... I'm not worked up, I was just... uh-"

"Looking for me?" He teased as you forced out a laugh, nodding. "Well, I was looking for you, too."

"R-really?" You stuttered as he nodded with a small smile, his dimples showing, sending you into cardiac arrest. "Uh, why?"

"Well, I have a gift for you." Grabbing your hand and feeling your skin tingle instantly from the contact, he pulled you away. "Come on."

Swallowing the sudden lump that formed in your throat, you followed along, eyeing everyone around you. None of them seemed to notice—let alone care—that you two were in such a hurry.

"Wh-what is it? What's the rush?" You curiously asked but Ben didn't respond. Instead, he quickened his pace.

It was nearly impossible to match with his strides; one step for him was easily three steps for you.

"You'll see, trust me."

"W-wait! I have a gift for you, but it's-"

"Don't worry, we can get it later." He waved his free hand before he pulled you out of the main hall and outside, being presented to a starry night, beautiful enough to make you forget for a mere second that you were with Ben.

Distracted enough to not realize he had stopped, you crashed into his back, only to stumble. "Are we here?" You asked, looking around and seeing nothing but the greenery and the moon shinning down on the temple, illuminating it.

"Yes. Well, this isn't what I had to show you. I just wanted us alone." Ben confessed as your heart skipped a beat, you looking up with a soft expression, cheeks burning as you smiled. This must've been a dream... it had to be. He wanted to be alone... with you?

"Oh... o-okay." You nodded, gulping hard as you felt your hands become sweaty, the one hand he had been holding onto slipping from his grip.

"I have something for you." Trailing his eyes from your own, down to his robes, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a small, twine bag. The size of his palm... which was quite large, if you must.