The Dark Prince (Kylo Ren X Reader)

Bandaids Don't Fix Bullet Holes

At first glance, the cabin was tiny. So tiny that you wondered for a second if all three of you would have to share a bed. But luckily, as you walked inside, the smell of mildew and and dust flooding your nose, you realized that what the cabin lacked in width, it made up for in length, spanning back through long hallways and corridors. 

"It's a safe house." Kylo said, closing the door behind you as you walked inside. "It was supposed to be used as a place to hide if the Resistance ever attacked us. Ironic, huh." You could hear the sound of the car speeding away as you looked around the nearly empty space, the darkness of the house casting over you. As you glanced around, a small, neglected kitchen met your gaze, spider webs and dust covering the countertops. There was a sink, but you wondered if the water would even run. It didn't look like anyone had been inside in ages. 

A simple seating area sat next to it, a couch, a table, and two chairs covered in the same grey soot as the kitchen. Even the air felt as though it was heavy with grime, a musty smell seeming to seep off the walls. 

"Won't your parents know to come here?" You furrowed your brows, turning towards Kylo with Alex's arm wrapped around your shoulders. "I mean, if they come looking for you?"

"There's hundreds of these houses." He mumbled, running his fingertips over the dusty countertops, white powder coming off on his digits. He wiped it off on his jacket, scowling. "Even if they came looking, it would take them a while to find the right one. And we'll be gone by then anyway."

You sighed, lugging Alex along with you as you stepped down the long hallway, observing the many doors that lined the walls. You peeked into one of them, a small window illuminating the room from the darkness and shining down on a small, white bed, just big enough for one person to fit on. The rest of the room was empty, and you sighed, stepping inside and taking Alex's weak figure along with you. 

You walked him to the edge of the bed, sitting him down on the side as you wiped the dust off the surface of the comforter, the cloud of powder blowing up into your face. You coughed, fanning it away as you continued to work at the sheets, checking that there were no bugs underneath before pulling them back. You helped Alex back up, easing him onto the mattress and laying him down against the soft surface, his head sinking back into a pillow. 

He sighed, his brows still furrowed as his leg continued to seep out blood onto the white sheets, the wound starting to look infected as you stared down at it. 

"I'm gonna find some stuff to help you with that, okay?" You whispered, leaning down and stroking his hair comfortingly. "Just hold on a little longer." He nodded weakly, his eyes closed tight as he winced from the pain. 

You stared down at him, your heart lurching at the thought that he was suffering. Your relationship might have changed, but you still loved him. And you hated to see him like this. You sighed, your hand leaving his hair and falling to your side before you turned to walk back out into the hallway. 

But as you spun around, your gaze fell on Kylo standing at the door, his hand on the frame as he watched you. His face was blank, but you could see something flashing in his eyes. You opened your mouth to say something, but before you could, he turned and walked away, disappearing back out into the hall. 

You took one last glance at Alex before following him, shutting the door and leaving Alex alone to rest. When you made your way back into the living room, Kylo had walked to the kitchen, and was standing with his back to you, his shoulder tensed stiffly. His jacket had been discarded onto the dusty couch, the bloodied fabric laying in a heap. 

You made your way to him, reaching out your hand and laying it against his good arm. But as soon as you touched him, he flinched, pulling away slightly.