You were terrified, appropriately so.
You never thought yourself to be truly scared of anything. But for some reason, while waiting outside his chamber doors, your heart couldn't help drop to your stomach. You were scared, but you had no idea why. You knew you made him weak, and you had already manipulated the stormtroopers into letting you out of your cell. And by manipulate, I mean you rendered them unconscious and stole the keys. You thought Kylo would have learned from your last escape, but he didn't.
You took a pace in an orbit just outside of his door, cracking your knuckles and trying to piece together what made you so horrified of him. You thought it was queer, how just hours earlier you met what may have been your only family you had left but all you could think about was him.
You heard the door slip open and you stopped dead in your tracks, unable to turn and face him or his wife.
"Y/N. What are you doing here?" He asked calmly from behind you. You wondered why he wasn't angry, or why he didn't question your miraculous escape. You turned on your heels and sighed, knowing you had to say something now.
"We need to speak."
"I know." He said and nodded, almost like he was in a good mood. Whatever that meant, anyway. What I'm saying is, he didn't seem completely ruthless.
"So..." You began, not knowing what to say.
"Come in." He motioned to the chambers and you looked at him with a face that screamed you-idiot-you-have-a-wife-in-there. Nonetheless, you trusted him. You walked past him and into the room where you expected to find some kind of luxury living, but you were met with almost the exact same living spaces as the others. The only difference was the larger sized bed and private bathroom.
You heard the door slide behind you,and a click, indicating that Kylo had locked the door.
"We need to talk about this. About what happened." You said sternly, and he met the with you in a mutual place, staring down at you from just a half foot away.
"About what?" He was playing dumb.
"About our..." You shook your head "the kiss"
"Why would we need to talk about it?" He shook his head back
"Because you're married" you said harshly. "Its taboo"
"Its taboo if I have emotional feelings for another party aside from my wife" he corrected you
"If you didn't feel something for me then why did you kiss me back?" You said, surprisingly you felt your heart begin to feel heavy, like he had just hit it with a hammer.
"Listen, Y/N." He leaned closer until he was inches away from your face, but more directed at your ear. "Whatever you think you felt, it doesn't exist. Do you understand" he moved back again and you nodded slightly. "I am not a man that is loved"
"You don't love her?" You asked, implying his wife. He sucked his bottom lip in and looked up at nothing in particular.
"No. I don't."
"Then why did you marry her?" You asked desperately.
"I told you. It was an arranged marriage and an alliance with Melanie." Kylo seemed completely numb
"I know you felt something. You can't just run way from this!" You yelled slightly, making him secure eye contact with you once more.
"I don't want to be in it. I can't feel anything for you" he replied in a whisper. His voice was on the verge if cracking.
"But your marriage aside" you gripped onto his shoulders with both hands. Kylo didn't move a muscle, just let you do whatever you wanted. "Why are you pushing me away?"
"The Force forbids attachment with anyone. The Dark side forbids attachment with anyone." He bit his lip "I wish I could make you understand"
"The Force promotes compassion. You were born to the light, Ren. You can't just erase your past"
"But I can." He cupped your face with his palm and let his thumb roam around your cheek accordingly. You lost your grip on his shoulders and gripped his wrist instead, holding his hand in place. "You were born from the light yourself. And now look at you. You kill people for money"
"I don't do that anymore. I wont do that anymore if you say you don't want me to."
"I want you to learn to forget me. I need you to delete any attachment to me. It makes you weak, just as it made me." Kylo let his hand release your cheek.
"I'm not weak. Neither are you."
"You are the only person I didn't have the strength to kill." He said sternly, proving his point. "And my allegiance lies with power. I cant let you ruin yourself for me"
"So don't. But tell me truthfully." You licked your lips "did you feel anything for me? Ever?"
"Yes. I always have."
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"We miss you Yasmyn. I miss you" His voice cracked her heart, the way he was so courageous to tell the woman he loved how much he loved her and how much he was willing to do for her.
"As do I, Braden. You know this is where I must be." The princess replied to the hologram of the kitchen worker. In the supply closet of the Base was the only place she was able to speak with her childhood love, as it had been for the past eleven months.
"Forswear it, sight! It isn't. That Melanie is planning something incredible" he smiled back at her and flashed pearly white teeth
"What nonsense are you speaking of?" Yasmyn burrowed her eyebrows
"That of a new alliance of planets. Greater and stronger than the Republic. The First Order in their blindness of power fails to realize that they have done nothing but fuel us and keep us functioning until we were strong enough to band together" Braden said confidently as he stepped up on her hologram. "My love, that time is now"
"That is but a dream within a dream! I almost can't comprehend it!" She clenched her chest with her hand and took an excited breath, feeling her heart begin to pump with excitement.
"You must! Yasmyn, my princess, we will be together again soon enough." He sounded exhilarated as he lit up with the sight of his love.
"I couldn't bear to wait anymore. But with such indescribably incredible news I hold the hope that I can stand a bit longer. Your plan, Braden?"
"I must tell you, but you will not like it"
"Anything if it means being with you once again."
"You must kill your husband."
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Captured ||Kylo Ren X Reader||
FanfictionYou are Boba Fett's granddaughter and like your father and grandfather, you carry on the Fett tradition as the Galaxy's Finest Bounty Hunter. You planned on living a isolated life. Nobody to live for, and nobody to die for. Just you. That is until...
