Pairing: Kylo Ren x Reader
Word Count: 1,411
Warnings: Fluffs
Request: It's pretty cliche I know but could you write something about you being trained under Kylo Ren and he had been silently harbouring his feelings for you deep within him, until you are physically hurt and he finally admits his feelings for you in his own way while wishing he'd done so sooner? ❤
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You are exhausted, but your adrenaline is pumping hot through your veins. Kylo is training you, and you train in a group of about 6 others. He seems to be the hardest on you though, and you can't figure out why. It's frustrating, having him talk down to you and belittle your successes when all you want is his approval.
You've been training under him for about 9 months, and ever since you met him, you've felt this insistent pull. When he's in the room, you feel anxious and not because you're afraid. When he speaks to you, you blush, and not because he's embarrassing you. And oh boy, when he says your name, your heart skips.
"Y/N," you hear his voice and you shudder slightly, though you're extremely hot due to your racing heart beat and the fact that you haven't stopped for even a moment in about 30 minutes. You pause, and the person you were fighting also decided to take a break.
"Yes, master Ren?" You respond, your chest rising and falling heavily with your struggled breath. He stalks up to you with a frown on his face.
"You need to do better. This is child's play." You resist the strong urge to roll your eyes. As much attraction you feel to him, he can be incredibly irritating with his superiority complex. You were working your ass off every day, and you knew it would never be enough.
"Yes, master Ren. I'll do better." He nods and promptly walks away to observe while you try again. Your partner returns and you take a deep breath, pushing all the anger down. Who knows? Maybe it will improve your performance to be extremely pissed.
You spar for a minute or two, but your partner stops you and tells you she's going to go take a bit of a longer break. You nod and wait for her replacement, but it's a huge dude that you know is ruthless, even with practice. You push the anxiety out of your mind and look to Ren, whose expression is unreadable.
You plan to start simple, as per usual, but your new partner just lunges at you, swinging the fake saber with no real strategy. It works, though. You dodge a few attempts at hitting you in the side, but he does get your leg a couple times. He's incredibly strong so you know your skin will be covered in bruises later.
He hits you pretty hard in the stomach and you think you see Kylo wince, but you tell yourself you're imagining it. However, as soon as your focus shifts from your partner's movements to Kylo, he takes the opportunity to strike you right in the gut, pushing you backwards and off the ledge of the platform you're on. You tumble onto the ground and you feel your consciousness slip...
When your eyes lazily open again, you're laying on the floor still, but with your head propped on someone's thigh and their hands are on your shoulder. "No, no, Y/N, come on, wake up sweetheart." Your brows knit together in confusion. It sounds like Kylo, but that can't be, unless you're dreaming or hallucinating.
"Hello?" You mumble, your head beginning to ache as soon as your jaw moves.
"No, don't speak, you might have a concussion. Just stay still, I've got you." You force your eyes open again and focus your gaze on the face of whoever's leg you're laying on. To your shock, you find that it was Kylo, and if you had the option, you'd probably scramble away. However, you know it's not a good idea because you'll probably just end up back on the floor from vertigo.
You hear several footsteps coming toward you and glance to see in the corner of your eye that it's the medical employees for the base. There's 3 of them, and while you're not exactly sure you're in great shape, you doubt you need 3 doctors to figure out what's going on. You wonder who called them there in the first place, and how long you'd been out for...
"Kylo, what happened?" Your head is already pounding, so you figure one more sentence won't hurt anymore.
"Hush, you'll cause yourself more pain."
"But-" He hushes you again.
"You fell during a sparring session with another trainee and hit your head. You fell unconscious so I got the doctors to come make sure you're alright. You were only out for a few minutes," He informs you. You want to nod, but you only blink twice, which seems to suffice. However, another question invades your mind.
"You called them? Why?" He seems almost offended by this question, but you both know that he's given you no reason to believe that he's concerned about you in any way.
"I was worried. It was.. seeing you hurt just scared me." You stay silent, just blinking up at him. You're still confused, maybe even more than you were before he answered your question.
"Why?"
"Because I care. About you." He seems to struggle getting that sentence out. You struggle hearing it too. You want to ask what he means, because it could just be that you're his trainee and that he doesn't want to see anyone hurt under his supervision, but the way he said it made you think he meant it otherwise..
"You care.. about me.." By this point, the doctors have their supplies ready and they interrupt the conversation you're having to ask Kylo what happened. He hesitates, looking from them to you, knowing that this is a terrible moment to pause the conversation you were having, but you're hurt, and that comes first.
He explains the course of events to the doctors, and they all nod, though a little bit of their fear of him creeps out in their facial expression. Your heart goes out to them. You're scared of him too, but now for different reasons.
They ask to do an examination, and Kylo cooperates, gently helping you sit up slowly and keeping you steady while the doctors guide you through some preliminary tests and exercises. Once they're done, you expect that you've got a concussion, but luckily, they inform you that you don't. Kylo seems relieved by this as well, and you know because he physically relaxes when they tell you you're okay.
"You might have a headache for the next few hours, but that should be it. Nothing serious. You should be fine to continue training tomorrow," the doctor says. You thank her and when you turn back to Kylo, he's noticeably stressed again. Oh right, you guys were in the middle of something. He sighs heavily and his expression stiffens before he spits out what he has to say.
"Y/N, I've had feelings for you for a while, and I'm sorry it's taken me until now to tell you that," he declares. You're stunned. You've never seen him express any emotion other than anger or irritation, and this sudden information renders you speechless. "I'm sorry it took you getting hurt to make me realize how easily it could become too late for me to tell you that I care about you."
You gulp and you raise your hand to rest delicately on his jawline. "I care about you too, Kylo. I've cared since the beginning." He doesn't speak, or breathe, or anything, before he presses his lips on yours. He's gentle, of course, because, while you're not concussed, you still feel some pain from the impact and he doesn't want you to hurt anymore.
He strokes your hair softly while his lips leave yours to plant a kiss on your forehead.
"I'm sorry you're hurting. You need to rest." He's speaking softly to you now, and you would swoon at his tenderness but you can't afford to fall again.
"Kylo, I don't think I can get up. I'm already dizzy." He doesn't respond to your concern, he just swiftly picks you up and carries you to his quarters. "Why are we here?" He just smiles down at you, which is the first time you've ever seen him do so, and sets you down on his soft, plush mattress.
"You're here so I can look after you. If you want food, water, anything at all, I'll be here to get it for you." You blush and smile up at him, now that he's towering over you.
"Thank you."
"Anything for you."
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