white sabered || kylo ren x reader

Twenty One

You were awoken the next morning by Kylo standing over you, it never really startled you anymore, but this time felt different

This time, Kylo's eyes held something that you dared to call uncertainty.

You had never seen Kylo be uncertain.

"Kylo?" You called sleepily, stretching underneath the covers.

"Get up, we are both going to an important meeting." He commanded. You sighed in frustration, he promised you wouldn't have to go to yet another First Order meeting again.

"Kylo, we had a dea-It's with Supreme Leader Snoke. He has specifically requested your attendance. You are going." His statement was firm, and you knew there was no playing around or arguing when it came to Snoke and Kylo. You couldn't help but have anxiety strike in your chest. What could Snoke possibly want from you? Had Kylo asked for Snoke to force you into the dark side? You could already feel sweat beginning to form, swinging your legs over the bedside as you reluctantly stood and made your way to your quarters to get ready. You stopped in your tracks when Kylo called your name, turning back to face him.

Kylo's eyes held something sinister, something scheming. "Wear the outfit I gave you again."

You stopped to process the request, but sighed and shrugged. "I suppose." You answered, walking into your quarters and letting the door close behind you before you began to change. It was odd how seriously Kylo was taking this. Yes, Kylo held Snoke to such a high degree, but he always seemed relaxed around you when talking about meeting with the Supreme Leader. You couldn't help but have a bad feeling weigh heavy deep within your chest.

You tried not to mention it to Kylo, soon walking out in the outfit from yesterday, now clean and washed. "This good?"

Kylo starred at you a little longer than usual, a visible gulp traveling down his throat. "Yes." He answered, putting on his helmet and turning away. "Come."

The walk to Snoke's throne room was silent all the way up until the elevator. You finally turned to Kylo, furrowing your eyebrows. "What does Snoke want me for?"

Kylo didn't bother to look down at you, staring deadpan at the elevator doors. "We will find out when we arrive." You could tell Kylo was lying, it was easy to spot it by now.

"Kylo." You tried to get him to look down at you, frowning slightly. This was the first time Kylo had paid little to no mind at you since the first few days you were taken as a prisoner on The Finalizer. It made you want to cry, it also made your mind swirl with anxiety. You hesitated for a moment, but finally, let his name come out ever so softly.

"Ben."

Kylo finally looked down at you, and you could finally see that his eyes were glassy against the bright lights of the elevator.

"What's wrong?" You whispered, the heavy feeling in your chest tightening. Seeing Kylo Ren scared made you feel like you should be mortified.

"Do not question my actions." Was all he said, and then the elevator doors glided open, revealing the blood-red throne room. The room was surrounded by Praetorian guards, causing a shiver to run across your shoulders. Up at the top of the throne sat Snoke, slung across the throne as if he had been expecting the two of you, which, he was. You immediately noticed your own saber, sat down neatly on one of the armrests of the throne. That's when your heart dropped to your stomach.

Snoke boomed your name throughout the room, his voice alone caused you to jump. "Prisoner to The First Order. Defender of a Planet so insignificant it holds no name." His crooked smile was menacing. "Grey Jedi."