Star Wars x Reader

Ben Solo/Kylo Ren x Reader - Lost and Found (pt. 1)

Request: fluffy ben solo x reader, post redemption where he's visiting Naboo for the first time cos he wants to know about his past, and there's a market where him and reader meet nd they offer to show him round... u can take it from there but i thought that would be nice,, i hope this blog goes well for you !!

A/N: Thanks for sending this lovely idea in! If anyone wants it, I would write a second part to this, since I really enjoyed writing this. Ben and Rey aren't romantically involved anymore, just to clarify ;)

Pairing: Ben Solo x Reader

Summary: Ben tries to learn about his past, and travels to Naboo. He meets a merchant selling flowers, that offers to show him around the city.

Warnings: None. Nada. Niente.

Word count: 1.8K

The Rebel base was silent, small rays from the moon lighting up the overgrown walls. No one seemed to have any work today, but Ben didn't mind. He made his way to the shuttle always used for small journeys and threw a little bag of clothing and essentials in it. After the Resistance took down Palpatine, Ben decided to follow Rey back to the light side. It was a challenge to be accepted by the others but after a few months, even Poe learned to see his good side. His life was fine, messy, but fine. He was the only person in his family, that is still alive and his parents and uncle died because of his behavior. Ben thought of leaving the Rebels and just going away to be a Jedi mentor or, like his uncle, just go into exile.

But he couldn't do any of this. Being a Jedi master could mean that he could make the same mistakes as his old master. Going into exile was a reoccurring nightmare that he had in the times of the first order. The only way he could think of to get rid of his burning feelings of guilt was to find his roots. To travel back to Naboo, the home of his grandmother, to discover more about his family's past.

As he started the engine of the small shuttle, he started to rethink his choices. What would've happened if his parents were still alive? If he never tried to join the dark side and follow the footsteps of his grandfather? He couldn't change the past, but he could learn from it. And this is what he was going to do.

The map guided him over the most beautiful places he could've ever imagined. His way lead over vibrant colored forests and landscapes, that he'd never seen before. A slight beep from the machine alerted him, that he was reaching his destination: Naboo.

The city was huge surrounded by a stunning river and a deep green forest. A mighty waterfall crashed down at the side of the cliffs under one of the temple-like building that towered on the city's edge. Ben was astonished by majestic designed structures, gardens, and landscapes.

His shuttle levitated over a crowd of people, dressed in colorful clothing. It was a market that was occupying a long stretch of the main street leading up to the palace. He took a mental note to visit it, as soon as he parked his vehicle, curious about the secrets that laid within the pompous streets of the city.

It was still afternoon, so he had all the time he needed to stroll around the paths of the market. People were advertising their goods at every corner: clothes, fish, exotic-looking fruits, and flowers. Flowers? The tiny stall seemed to be a little out of place between all the professional-looking stands. It seemed to have been broken quite a few times and it was fixed rather poorly, but the flowers were a strong contrast to it. Vibrant colors clashing with the dark wood. Another thing that caught Ben's eye wasn't any stand. It was you.

You stood here almost every day, selling your family's flowers and trying to make others smile. You didn't earn much, but it was enough to live comfortably and it made you happy to see how much a little flower could impact the mood of a person. You knew most of your customers by name since they were your regulars, but this one man stood out. He immediately stood out to you, wandering around like a lost puppy whilst admiring the beauty of the city. His shoulder-length black hair was falling in front of his face multiple times as he tried to navigate his way through the busy crowd and the sweater he was wearing seemed like a rather questionable clothing choice regarding the hot climate of Naboo.