Kylo Ren | Reader Inserts

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This is part of my Disney inspired AU's that I've been doing! Although I can't really post them here, I've done Sleeping Beauty and Beauty and the Beast. Now, here's to a loosely inspired Mulan fic!

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The sound of metal clacking vibrated against the long walls. Panting filling the air as stormtroopers watched in confusion. Trying to pick up your pace as fast as you could, you came to a sudden stop as you turned a corner. The medical wing. Taking in a deep breath, you eyed the room across from you before walking in. "Thank the stars you're okay..." You breathed, speaking to yourself before walking over and into the room. Seeing the nurse walk out of the room to give you space, you looked over and watched the door shut before snapping your head over. "What the hell is your problem?!" You nearly shouted.

"Hello to you, too." Your twin brother—Jaco—sighed. "Look, before you freak out, I-"

"I don't want to hear it." You interrupted, shaking your head before sitting on the bed beside him. "I don't know how many times I told you this isn't a smart idea. Your back can't take it!" You pointed a finger.

"I have to do this. I've been ordered to. I'm sworn in-"

"I don't care, your health comes first before joining the Knights!" Looking at him with narrowed brows, your brother let out a breath before turning his focus to the ceiling. "Look, I know how much this means to you... being a part of something big and fighting for what's right. But this can take a serious toll on you..." You spoke with a softer voice. "Why don't you just be an officer? Or a TIE pilot? You can fly almost anything."

"I want to fight, y/n. I want to stand alongside our commander, to help the Order rise even higher."

Taking in a deep breath, you rubbed your face, "And you still can do that while being a pilot."

"It's not the same." He grumbled. "Look, we have to improve ourselves and train. After the fall of Starkiller, the commander—our master—wants us stronger than ever."

"In which you're in no shape to do. Jaco, you can't do this. You can't keep straining your body! At least not until you're recovered." You sighed.

"Then what do you suggest I do, y/n? I can't skip out, I can't stay away. The Knights can't take sick days, we have to fight through it." Jaco said, but you shook your head.

"That's impossible..."

"It's either that or... who knows, they could kill me-"

"They can't kill you." Looking over at him, you rolled your eyes.

"Tell that to the commander. If he notices I'm gone, he'll easily find someone to replace me." Jaco said before shutting his eyes. "You know how long it took me to get that position. The years of blood, sweat, and tears."

"I know..." You breathed. "I know."

"I need to get out of here, I need them to hurry up the process-"

"You can't, Jaco. You need to stay here." You rubbed your face. He wasn't getting it. You understood where his loyalty lied, but even then, he needed to put his own health before anything else. If he doesn't... he could so very much die in action. "Especially after Starkiller, who knows when the Resistance will plan an attack. You need to be okay before you jump back into action."

Hearing your words, your brother sighed. He knew you were right, but he couldn't just stay behind to recover... not when had such a demanding position. "Then what can I do? Huh? I have no other options." Swallowing as you looked at him, you rubbed the back of your neck. "You have no idea how much-"