The Tipping Point (Kylo Ren X Reader)

Fight

You realized you were standing on a platform suspended in the sky. A bustling city that hung in the clouds spanned in every direction. You observed as transportation shuttles and other transporters carried people from one building to another. The white structures glinted off the blue sky. It was unlike anything you had ever seen and you were stunned into silence.

"Please come inside before you freeze to death," the kind man urged. He led you inside and you and Kylo followed him down white circular hallways. The man began to speak as he navigated you through the sleek white halls, "I am the head butler, Kamin. If either of you needs anything during your stay please do not hesitate to ask." 

He halted in front of a set of sleek white double doors with straight silver handles. He took out a key and unlocked them, opening the doors to reveal a large sitting area with light tan couches that faced each other. One side of the room was lined from wall to wall by a large window that opened onto a massive balcony. The rest of the walls were lined with a coat of white paint that made the room feel fresh and clean. At the back of the room was another set of polished white double doors. 

"This is your room, I hope it is satisfactory," Kamin stated.

You gulped. It hadn't occurred to you that you would have to share a room with Kylo. This was going to be an awkward mission. You shook off your anxiety, reminding yourself that you didn't care. You would just have to stay out of his way.

"When will we be meeting with your master," Kylo questioned.

Kamin frowned, "I am sorry to say that Master Tiure was stalled while away on business."

Kylo did a double-take. "Did you say Tiure?"

"Yes, I did. He will be back tomorrow but sends his regrets for making you wait. Please feel free to enjoy the comfort of your room." He stepped towards the door. "Oh, and before I forget," he turned to Kylo. "If you wouldn't mind removing your helmet, Master Tiure has a thing about masks." Kylo begrudgingly removed his helmet and Kamin smiled brightly. "Well, I will have a servant get your bags from your ship and leave you two to settle in. Please let me know if you need anything."

He exited the room and you took in your surroundings. You stepped to the end of the room and opened the double doors, revealing a king-sized bed with a white comforter and white headboard that made it look like a small cloud. On one side of the room was a window that filled the room with natural light. On the other side of the room was a small closet and a singular sleek white door. You reached for the handle and opened the door revealing a large bathroom. There was a large white tub that could easily fit two people. A double vanity with clean black granite separated the tub from the expansive shower. Glass spanned from the floor to the ceiling and various shower heads lined the walls and ceiling. In the corner, a door covered the toilet closet. You stood in awe at the detail of everything. Your quarters on the Finalizer and Malachor weren't small but they were only ever practical. This was true luxury. This was a room fit for a queen. You felt like a kid in a candy store.

You walked out of the bathroom and saw that Kylo had removed his cape and tossed it carelessly on the bed. You gave him a sneer before picking it up and hanging it on one of the stray hangars in the closet. He glared at you before pushing past you into the bathroom and slamming the door. You fought against the urge to yell at him, refusing to acknowledge his rude behavior. You walked back into the living room and noticed someone had lain your garment bag over one of the couches. You took it into the bedroom and laid it on the bed. You unzipped in the bag and pulled out six days' worth of bright-colored dresses. You scanned over all of them, but one in particular caught your eye. A white dress peeked out at you from behind the others. The front was pulled up by gold straps that curved themselves around the otherwise backless dress. You smiled, reminding yourself to thank Elizabeth for including this one among the otherwise modest dresses. You quickly slipped it on before hanging the other garments in the closet. You walked out of the bedroom and opened the glass door to the balcony. You left the door open as you stepped out, leaning against the railing and staring out into the city. The buildings hung in weird cylindrical shapes above the clouds and you watched as people zoomed from one to another. You silently wondered what kind of technology went into making the buildings float. The bustle of the city was intoxicating and your eyes darted from person to person as they each carried out their individual lives.

"Why?"

Your mood shifted from calm to angry as you turned to face Kylo's annoyed voice. The front of your dress had a slit down your chest and Kylo observed your cleavage with forced indifference. His uncaring expression only spurred on your emotions as three weeks' worth of anger fought to exit your body. Your eyes were hot balls of fire as you spoke everything you had been thinking.

"What do you mean why? Why what? Why are you an idiot? Why are you so damn selfish? Why did you make the biggest mistake of your life? Why did you think it was a good idea to leave me? Why do you always make everything about you? I don't fucking know why Kylo so how about you tell me why."

"No, why are you wearing that stupid dress," he retorted.

You rolled your eyes, "why do you care? It's not like I'm yours anymore. You can't control what I wear or what I do. You don't own me and you never did."

Kylo's voice rose into a commanding tone, "stop trying to make me feel bad about the decision I made. It was the right decision, dammit."

You crossed your arms and watched as his eyes flicked from yours down to your cleavage then back up again in an instant. 

"Have you stopped to think that maybe if you feel so bad about it, it might have been the wrong decision?"

He paused, struggling to find something to say. His eyes turned stony. "Your death will not be on my hands. I will not let you be another person who dies because they got too close to me."

You glared at him. "Kylo nobodies death is on your hands. Our line of work is just dangerous. I knew what I was risking going into this and I decided to take that risk. Did you forget that I'm a fucking warrior queen? You have no right to stop me because you think you're so damn important that people die because of you." you took a step towards him and pointed at his chest to emphasize your point. "They die because this is war and war has casualties. If I am one of them then so be it but I refuse to live a life of hiding. That's not a life, Kylo."

His shoulders sagged in surrender but you were too angry to give up just yet.

"And how dare you make that kind of decision without talking to me first? How dare you run away and leave me alone for three goddamn weeks while I'm trying to find the person who poisoned me? How dare you have all these feelings and not share them with me, your wife? How dare you make me feel some kind of way and then ring me out to dry when it got too hard. How. Dare. You." You pushed him out of the doorway and slammed the door shut in his face, turning back towards the city so he couldn't see the tears streaming down your face. You felt the door to the bedroom slam shut and never heard it reopen.

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You ate your dinner on the small table on the other end of the balcony. You watched as the sun set and the clouds darkened to match the sky. You thought that maybe someday you would return here once the memories were no longer excruciatingly painful. You wondered how long that would take. You yawned as the sun finally exited the sky completely, leaving only the lights of the city that evidently never slept. Maybe tonight would be the night you would be able to sleep. You stood up and stepped through the balcony door and into the living room, sliding the door shut behind you. The bedroom doors remained in their foreboding closed state but you had no intention of sleeping there anyway. You searched for the light switch and found it on the wall by the front door. You turned off the light and stepped toward the couches, choosing the one closest to the balcony to lay down on. You closed your eyes and focused on something happy. You thought of your garden on Malachor. That was the one thing you truly missed. The soothing peace and happy shades of green blooming throughout the grass was intoxicating. It was one of the few things you would be genuinely glad to return to. You settled into a peaceful sleep as you dreamt of running through the grass of an abandoned field, truly happy for once in your life.

[*Me trying to feed you tiny spoonfuls of serotonin while I wipe away your tears: "I promise you a bucket of serotonin is coming very soon." :)]