Bond (Kylo Ren x Rey)

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Rey marched to the cockpit of the Millennium Falcon. No more sorrow. She would channel it into purpose. She throw herself into working for the Resistance, and, more importantly, for those she loved. Upon hearing her footsteps bouncing off the grimy metal of the ship, Poe swiveled around in his pilot's chair. He grinned up at her from behind this curly mess of dark hair.

"Whatcha doin', Miss Jedi?" he winked.

"Well seeing as we haven't taken off yet, and Chewie is staying on the temporary base to help the General with preparations, I figured I could be your copilot," Rey gave Poe no time to respond as she threw herself into the chair adjacent to his. The worn leather of the seats comforted her--reminded her of its former owner.

"So I see that was a rhetorical question," Poe chuckled.

"Yep. Now have you done the pre-flight checks?"

"Nope, I was about to do them, but now that you're here, I can pass it off to my trusty sidekick."

Rey mock-huffed and punched him lightly on the shoulder, "The sidekick is usually the lesser flyer, which would make that...you."

Poe shot her a playful glare, "Rude!"

Her laugh echoed against the metallic walls of the cockpit as she began scanning the controls and punching in the necessary data to get them off the ground. Laughter. Joy. It made her feel light again.

After take-off, the pair transitioned easily into effortless conversation. Trading different flight techniques, their banter matched that of a brother and sister. It was just soothing to be around him. Poe then keyed in the coordinates of the Resistance supplier's destination, and they were catapulted through space. Rey loved watching the lights streak around her and the colors play off the metal of the cockpit as the ship shot off into the unknown.

Hours later, they had arrived on an unfamiliar forest planet. The leafy, green treetops stretched high above the seemingly minuscule Millennium Falcon. Rey gasped audibly as she took in the forest at eye-level, where the trunks of the trees were as wide as her grubby home in the hollowed-out AT-AT. As eager as she was to help out the Resistance, Rey didn't enjoy the diplomatic part of missions. She stayed close to the Falcon and waited until the shipment of arms and other supplies had been brought to a closer distance.

Closing her eyes and centering her mind and body relative to the planet, Rey willed tendrils of the Force to link between her and the crates of ammunition. Once fully focused, she opened her eyes and lifted her hand to better concentrate the energy. Wobbly at first, the crates floated a few feet from the ground, slowly rising higher and higher over the heads of anyone who could be in danger of knocking their head. Rey guided the supplies up the ramp and into the sneakily hidden cargo holds of the Falcon. Turning her attention back to the rest of the crates piled on the forest floor, she saw a flash of purple. Hm. It had come from behind one of the boxes. Rey tread softly towards the movement until she reached the box, stretched onto the tips of her toes, and peeked over it.

A round face with piercing blue eyes peered back at her. It was a little girl. Her skin was a deep brown, and her pale blue hair was pinned in intricate braids on the crown of her head. The purple dress she was wearing was simple and long-sleeved.

"Hi," Rey smiled down at the girl.

"Hi," she peeped back.

This child seemed so tentative; she must have seen Rey lifting the crates and had been spooked.

"Would you like to see a cool trick?" the scavenger offered.

The little girl nodded and slowly made her way from behind the crate. With all the people buzzing around them, Rey thought it must be one of the Resistance ally's children. She plopped down on the ground, crossing her legs and motioning for the girl to join her.

"Okay so see this grass around us?"

Nod.

"I want you to grab as much of it as you can in your hands, and I'll do the same."

It was silent for a minute save for the rips of the grass from their roots in the earth. With fists full, she held them out to meet the girl's.

"Now open your hands palm up."

Mirroring Rey's actions, the girl did as she was told. The Jedi focused her energy on the small piles grass resting on their palms. Slowly, the grass lifted upwards, floating out of their hands and into the air, where they circled around the girls' heads. The child's eyes widened at the magic before her. Her blue eyes were bright with awe as Rey willed the blades of grass to weave intricate patterns through the air. They stayed like that for a minute. The girl, filled with wonderment. Rey, filled with bliss. She was able to bring joy to others. Light. Her mouth quirked up into a grin as she made the grass dance and the girl giggle with delight.

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Kylo had only popped over to order her to no longer voluntarily use the bond. It didn't really need to be said, since the day before had indicated she had never wanted to see him again. But a tug in his heart led him to act on impulse and see her for a second anyway. Even if she was angry.

However, when he appeared, he was in a forest. The crowd of people milling about and lugging boxes onto that wretched ship meant that Rey would have to act like she hadn't seen him. But it turned out he didn't need to worry about that. In a clearing next to some crates, Kylo spotted his--shit--the scavenger and a small girl facing one another. Blades of grass whirled around them as they laughed at the shapes Rey was forming. Her smile was so bright. She looked so happy without him. An unprompted tear slid down his scarred cheek as he turned away and disappeared back to his corner of the galaxy.

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Rey being like a lil' magician! She would be such a good teacher/master! Plus a tiny bit of Kylo being a sadboi

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