The Tipping Point (Kylo Ren X Reader)

Forgive

You felt like you were walking through a dream. You still hadn't fully accepted that Kylo actually stayed with you. You would panic and wake up in the middle of the night just to make sure he was still there. So far, Kylo had kept his promise but your mind was still guarded against letting him in completely. Your heart would twist if he got angry even if it wasn't at you. A part of you constantly worried that he would leave you again. The rest of your mind told you that these thoughts were stupid. You would brush off the fleeting thoughts as you confidently stood by his side. Kylo must have sensed your tension because he would subconsciously pull you closer to him while sleeping. He hadn't made any moves since you had returned to the Finalizer and you knew it was because he was waiting for you to grow comfortable again. You felt bad about the awkward space between you, but in your defense, he did leave and you had thought he would never return. You tried to not use that as a defense to the walls you had built. You knew Kylo regretted what he had done and would take it back in an instant. 

You had kept your word about being only his and stopped going to training sessions with Phasma. You only saw her in passing, giving her a small but awkward nod and continuing about your day. You wanted to ask Kylo to train with you but for some reason, you had refrained. You couldn't decide if it was fear of failure or the fact that training with him seemed like a really intimate thing to do. In order to stay in shape, you had been getting up early and running the length of the hangar with the off duty stormtroopers. It was rather invigorating that they struggled to keep up with you. 

The Finalizer had been filled with nervous energy the past few weeks as everyone began preparations for the upcoming Annual Ally Gala. You felt it was a little below your pay grade to have to go to this but Hux had been very firm that you and Kylo attend. 

You were snapped out of your careless daze when an officer spoke to you.

"Excuse me, Your Majesty?"

You sighed, "yes?"

She held two cloth drapes in different shades of red. "Which color?"

You rolled your eyes. You had never been placed into stereotypically feminine roles such as deciding color schemes before and you were not about to start now. You turned to where Kylo was standing across the room speaking to a group of officers about security measures and motioned for him to come to you. He held a finger to the officers and stomped towards you. 

You pointed towards the drapes, "which color?"

You couldn't see his expression through his mask but you knew he was probably annoyed that you had interrupted his conversation for this. He pointed to the darker shade and you nodded in agreement. The officer retreated out of the ballroom as Kylo grabbed your wrist tightly and led you back towards the conversation you had interrupted. You didn't know how to react to his gesture so you kept quiet. A group of three high ranking officers were arguing in hushed tones and you realized what they were saying as you grew closer.

"If we don't take any precautions there could be rebel spies at this gala."

"If we take too many we will scare away the allies!"

"There could already be rebel spies aboard! How do we know you aren't a spy?"

The conversation descended into a cluster of raised voices and finger-pointing. You rolled your eyes at their stupidity. The loud banter ceased when Kylo exhaled loudly through his mask. You crossed your arms. 

"Stop acting like children and start coming up with an actual plan to ensure the security of our guests," you ordered.

Their faces turned red in embarrassment.