Captured ||Kylo Ren X Reader||

🌙VIII🌙

The only time Kylo's fists weren't clenched was when he watched you sleeping in his interrogation chair, which had been recovered from the ashes of the Star Killer base.

His trademark; his sign of fury and strength combined, and he wouldn't do it in front of your sleeping body.

Don't be mistaken, he still despised you just as you despised him. But for some psychological reason he couldn't explain, the calmness of your reposed face was almost hypnotizing, and therapedic-like for him. Especially with the troubles of his what he assumed to be failing marriage, the minute times of serenity and peace were few and far between so he had to cherish them each.

You jolted awake from the feeling of his eyes on you, and you immediately felt that you were being restrained. As a Bounty Hunter, in any situation your only instinct was to escape and survive. Clamped cuffs on your wrists and ankles were an ominous feel and were absolutely terrifying when you knew you could do nothing to escape them.

Your mind raced with a million questions-

Why didn't he hit me? Why did he get weak again?

Why couldn't I hurt him again?

"You think very loudly." Kylo said cutting the silence and startling you.

"Why'd you put me here" you said, ignoring his comment.

"You obviously can't be trusted without restraints." He stood up from his crouched position and walked towards you. Kylo felt powerful, mostly because you were in cuffs and had no way of hurting him. He could do or say whatever he wanted and you had no way to defend yourself.

"You're just mad that I bested you." You said back, smirking. "Release me and I'll do it again." You noticed the dark blue bruise on his temple from where you had punched him, and it indicated that you just had been sleeping for many hours.

"Highly, highly doubtful." Kylo said in a hushed tone and began pacing around you at a slow rate, his fingers clung together at his back but his eyes glued on you. "Tell me about your handler." He said suavely.

"I'm not a rat." You replied, sternly.

"Y/N" he began, the sound of your name coming out of his mouth sending shivers down your spine "nobody can hurt you as long as you're in the First Orders possession. You're not leaving, so I wouldn't be worried about what your handler may think of you."

You didn't reply to this. You had no idea what to say. You weren't going to give him the satisfaction of knowing who sent you to kill Snoke, but he made a valid point. If there was no escape from this place, you might as well make a good name for yourself.

But that's not how this works. No Bounty Hunter would let themselves be held captive without even attempting to escape.

Kylo paused after he had walked once around your chair and stood face to face with you. "Unless there wasn't one" he said with a cold tone. You didn't reply, just stared straight ahead averting your eyes from his

"The silent treatment. What a smart choice" he said calmly but secretly raging. He lifted his hand up to you and your head went crashing backwards into the metal headrest of the chair, and you had an immediate migraine. You moaned out in pain and your head arched back, your eyes closed slightly.

You wanted nothing more than to drag him by his pretty hair and introduce his face into the nearest wall, but the restraints made it extremely difficult. You tried to squirm out of them, but it only made the frustration worse