The Tipping Point (Kylo Ren X Reader)

Assume

You hadn't gone to see Kylo while he was in the medbay. It had been almost a week and he had not yet woken up. To distract yourself from your deepest fears, you stepped into Kylo's position. You went over battle plans with Hux and battle strategies with Phasma. You had sent a ship to retrieve Isa from Malachor and she brought your silver lightsaber, which you only hung on your belt when you knew she would be around. You were standing on the bridge discussing targets with Hux when a doctor approached you timidly.

"Excuse me, Your Majesty," he bowed. "I thought that you might want to know that Commander Ren is slowly beginning to wake from his coma. It could still be hours or even a day before he is fully awake but... well, we felt that he may be more comfortable if he woke up in his quarters and not the medbay." His eyes told you that none of the doctors wished to be caught in the crossfire of Kylo's anger when he woke up.

Your heart fluttered in relief. Kylo was going to wake up, he was going to be ok. You hid your giddy deep inside your soul, locking it up and throwing away the key. You nodded and dismissed the doctor with a careless wave before continuing your conversation with Hux.

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You stumbled into your quarters at a late hour. You were exhausted. Your heart skipped a beat when you saw Kylo asleep in bed. He lay on his back emitting soft snores from his mouth, his jaw drawn into a deep frown. You slipped out of your dress, too tired to even put on a nightgown, and crawled into bed next to him. You draped a protective arm over the part of his chest that was not covered in a bandage and fell asleep almost immediately.

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You awoke in the morning to frantic movement beside you. You rolled over slowly, rubbing your eyes until your vision cleared. Kylo was breathing heavily and you realized that he must have just woken up. His eyes were frantic as his mind struggled to figure out where he was.

"Kylo you're on the Finalizer. Do you remember what happened?" You had been trying to mask your worry but the tone in your voice betrayed you.

He nodded and his breathing slowly returned to a normal rate. Without looking at you, he spoke, "how long have I been asleep?"

"About a week," you replied calmly.

Kylo sat in silence but you could tell that he was trying to piece together what had happened in his brain.

"Those wild beasts. I should have died." he slowly turned and looked into your eyes. "You can control it can't you? Liquids? Poisons? That's the ability the dark side has granted you."

You thought about your mother. If you had already turned to the dark side when she had been poisoned, you could have saved her.

"How ironic," you muttered.

"Yes, the Force tends to have a sense of humor."

You rolled out of bed and stepped into the closet, putting on a dress that was more revealing than the ones your seamstress at home would make for you. Elizabeth had brought you new gowns when you had returned to the Finalizer and she seemed pretty set on making sure that everyone knew who was in charge based on your appearance. You stepped out of the closet and walked toward where Kylo was perched on the bed. You gave him a light kiss on the forehead and he pulled the fabric creating a slit in your dress apart, raking a finger down your leg.