Bond (Kylo Ren x Rey)

Beam

Rey looked out onto the landscape before her. Stalks of grain spanned for miles in front of her vision. As she grazed her callused hand along the tops of the waist-high plants, her palm tickled with the sensation.

Jakku certainly wasn't comparable with its dunes, hot sand, and rusty imperial weaponry strewn across the outlook, abandoned. Her team had stopped to refuel here before taking off on another one of their recognizance missions. Rey wouldn't tire of them as long as they brought her in contact with environments so unlike her native one.

She cut a path through the stalks and trailed her hands along the stems.
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Looking out the porthole of the dreadnought, Kylo sulked at the work to be done to keep the First Order in line with his reign. Frowning at a blinking constellation, a sudden warm breeze hit his cheek. He turned around only to find himself in a small grove of trees on the edge of a plot of farmland. "Force," he cursed to himself, "not this again."

The transportation through the bond thoroughly riled him up for confrontation with the scavenger. However, the heat receeded in his cheeks when he saw her. Rey's back was facing him, but the glow of her force signature identified her as his victim. How did she not notice his unexpected appearance? She must have been distracted when the bond activated.

Leaning against the trunk of a mottled tree, Kylo relaxed his severe posture and quietly observed. Her incandescent grin was evident even from the where he stood as Rey looked up into the sun and closed her eyes in contentment. The beams radiating upon her lit up the strands of hair that had escaped from her severe hairstyle. Kylo's eyes softened from their usual glare, and something in him was convinced to save the fight for another day. When she didn't look so happy.

She could have been happy with him.

The hardened look returned to his eyes, and he stepped away from the scene, snapping a twig in the process, and disappeared altogether.
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A quick, sharp sound took Rey out of her trance. Her head immediately snapped toward the source of the noise, immediately grabbing her staff from the soil where she left it.
Crouching low, she made her way through the grain towards the edge of the wood.

After scouring the area, Rey's eyes could find no sign a person or creature had previously been there. As she turned to head back to the ship, she noticed a large pair of footprints stamped into the dewy grass beside a gnarled tree.

She looked up to the sky once more and huffed in indignation. Him. Again.

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