Multi-Fandom Oneshots

Stay- Kylo Ren

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《✧》

You sit on the bed, looking out at the stars. Your mind turns over every interaction Kylo Ren and you have had over the past three months. He took you from the rebel base on Yavin's fourth moon with Rey. When Finn, Han, and Chewbacca came to get her, they didn't even bother to find you.

So, you're stuck here on the Silencer with Kylo Ren and the First Order.

You haven't been hurt or abused in any way which you find extremely odd. Kylo Ren hasn't asked you for information and he doesn't let anyone near you. And the weirdest part is?

He's been giving you some sort of love potion.

You didn't even know those existed.

He doesn't know that you know. You've known for close to a month and a half now, but you keep drinking it. You've developed an immunity to it. The damnedest thing of all is that even with the immunity, you think you're still falling in love with him. A knock sounds at the door before it opens.

"How did you sleep?" his robotic voice asks from the doorway. You turn around and smile.

"I didn't really. Did you sleep?" you ask. He locks the door but you're not worried. You know what he's doing. He places his hands on the side of his helmet and with a hiss, takes it off. His waves fall perfectly around his face, his scar hauntingly beautiful.

And his eyes.

They hold so many secrets, so much pain and anger. But looking at him now, they hold something different. Something that betrays his whole demeanor. Something that looks like admiration.

"I don't sleep often," he admits, his voice sultry and smooth. You sigh, worried for him per usual.

"You need sleep. Can't rule the galaxy on a few minutes a week," you tease. His lips twitch into an almost smile.

"The nightmares are too much," he mumbles. You walk toward him slowly, giving him a chance to walk away. He doesn't. You take his face in your hands and rub your thumb over his cheekbone. He closes his eyes and sighs in content.

"I wish I could help," you whisper, pushing the truth into your words. He subconsciously leads into your touch. "Maybe you could lay with me? Just for a couple of minutes?" He tenses and for a second you worry that you've said the wrong thing. After as pregnant pause, he moves slowly to your bed. You climb in first so you're by the wall, leaving him on the outside in case he needs to get up quickly. Once settled, you lay as still as a board.

An awkward silence fills the room as you wait to see what he'll do. After a few more moments, Kylo relaxes and opens his arms. You scoot into them and lay your hand on his stomach. He takes deep breaths. You look up ay him, smiling when you see his eyes are closed. You listen as his breathing depends, signaling that he's asleep. You close your eyes as well, sinking into his warmth. Soon, you fall asleep as well.

《✧》

"No," someone says. You groan and open your eyes, annoyed with the wakeup call. You feel an arm wrapped around you, but something's wrong. You move out of the grasp and look at Kylo's screwed up face. Sweat rolls down his forehead and your heart drops. You shake him softly but nothing happens. "Don't, please," he mumbles. Your heart tears at the pain in his voice. You shake him a little harder.

"Kylo," you whisper. He doesn't wake. "Kylo, wake up!" you shout. He sits up bolt-right and a pressure forms around your neck. You gasp and wheeze as the pressure tightens. You stare into Kylo's angry eyes and you let out a terrified whimper. At the sound, the pressure on your neck disappears. Kylo's eyes turn from angry to horrified. He stumbles out of the bed, staring at his hands.

"What have I done?" he asks himself. You rub your neck, slowly getting air back into your lungs. You stand up and walk toward him. He backs away, shaking his head.

"Kylo, hey. It's okay. It's me. You were having a nightmare." His shoulders shake and it's then that you realize he's crying. Without hesitation, you pull him to you and cradle his head, smoothing his hair down. It takes him no time to wrap his arms around you. He clings to you like his life depends on it and you hold him with enough to keep him grounded.

"I'm sorry," he cries.

"Shhh. It's okay. It's okay. You didn't mean to." All of the sudden, he rips away from you.

"Why do you care? What is your agenda?" You sit on the ground, wide-eyed.

"What do you mean?" He laughs humorlessly.

"Are you spying for the rebels? What is it?"

"Hey, hey, hey! You're they one who locked me up here! And when they came to rescue Rey, they didn't bother coming for me. So why the hell would I spy for them?" you ask, your volume rising to match his.

"I don't know! I just—" he sighs and looks away. "Why are you lying to me?" You scoff and throw your hands in the air in exasperation.

"You're the one spiking me with a damn love potion!" As soon as the words leave your lips, you both freeze. He turns to look at you, his face full of shock.

"How do you know?" he whispers.

"It was obvious. You put it in coffee. It's too sweet." He shakes his head, looking down at his feet.

"Why did you keep drinking it?"

"I built up an immunity. Why did you do it?" He bites his lip and you can tell he's trying to find the right words.

"I'm unfamiliar with the things I feel for you. At first it was to keep you here without issue. Now... I love you." Your breath hitches and you swallow thickly.

"You love me? What? Why— I mean— what?" You search your brain for something to say but come up with nothing. He looks up and meets your eyes.

"Why do you stay?" he whispers.

"Well I can't really go anywhere, can I? We're in the middle of space." His lips twitch into a small smile and you praise yourself for bringing it out. You'e silent for a moment, absorbing everything that's happened in the past eight minutes.

"What now?" he asks.

"Kylo Ren? Asking me what to do now?" you tease. He chuckles and you smile. He sighs and looks at you, his eyes sad.

"Is this the part where you leave?" You step up to him and press your lips to his gently. You pull away, staring at each other, taking in every inch.

"No, this is the part where I stay."

《✧》

So all I'm asking

Is that you handle me with caution

'Cause I don't give myself often

— I'm Yours by Alessia Cara —