Kylo Ren | Reader Inserts

Meet Me Here

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A modern!Matt AU in honor of Valentine's Day

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February 14th, 12PM; Meet me here

"How awfully cheesy of you." Nudging her elbow against Matt's shoulder, seeing his body slightly rock, the blonde rolled her eyes. "Do you really think this is going to work? On a campus with thousands of people, what sane person would meet up with an anonymous body." Phasma snickered as Matt sighed.

"Fine, I'll write my name." Matt said, holding the pocket knife in his hand as he carved into the tree bark. "There, now they know my name is Matt."

Shaking her head, Phasma wrapped an arm over his shoulders. "Do you know how many Matt's are out there? I've met at least five Matt's on campus, it's a pretty common name." She pointed out as Matt let out a disgruntled sound.

"Let me be. Look, I'm just experimenting something. If someone actually shows up tomorrow, in this exact spot, then I know it was worth it." He shrugged, closing his pocket knife and spinning it around his finger. "I don't want to keep spending my Valentine's Days alone..."

Shifting her eyes from the now carved in tree bark, over to her friend, Phasma took in a small breath. "Well, I hope it does work for you, you sulk too much." She teased, pressing her fist against his chest. "Plus, its about time you get a damn girlfriend. You need one. You spend too much time around me and you're really bringing that cool vibe I carry around, down."

With a small scoff, Matt shoved Phasma's arm off of him as he looked at the carving. "I don't need one. It just... It would be very nice..." Hearing distant talking, looking over and seeing a small group of people walk by, Matt's heart skipped about. "Oh, god..."

"What?" Phasma asked, turning her head to see the group. A group of people she wasn't so fond of—Poe Dameron, Rose Tico, Kaydel Connix and... you. She didn't really have much of a problem with you, you were okay with her, but you still hangout with the supposed 'snobs' she couldn't stand. "Ugh, lovely. A group of know-it-alls who think they're the greatest."

"They do not." Matt defended as he shook his head, eyes solely focused on you rather than anyone else. In all honesty, he didn't pay much attention to your friends, so—if anything—his response to Phasma was to defend you.

Letting out a huff, Phasma sniggered. "You're only saying this because you have a big, fat crush, on Y/N." She smirked as Matt was caught in a trance, a faint blush on his cheeks at the sight of you, only to snap out of it at Phasma's words, instantly turning his head.

"I don't! I do not..." He shook his head but Phasma lifted an eyebrow."Tell that to the blush on your cheeks." She pointed as Matt instantly lifted his hands. "Also, you were in one of your weird Matt Sees Y/N trances again where you kind of hunch and just stare..." Hunching her back, Phasma mimicked him as he shoved her arm. "I should trademark that, the Matt Sees Y/N stance." She nodded as Matt glared.

"Look, she's just pretty and a very nice sight to see." He said, adjusting his glasses.

"Yeah, but she isn't so nice." Phasma lifted an eyebrow as Matt rolled his eyes.

"She is to me." He nearly snapped as Phasma's eyebrows lifted, along with her hands, defensively. "She may be a bit... bitchy to others, but not to me. She's definitely bitchy to Hux, that's for sure."

"And Mitaka..." Phasma added.

"Yeah, well, they both deserve it." Matt shrugged as a small gasp left Phasma's lips.