The Dark Prince (Kylo Ren X Reader)

He Can't See Our Hands

The gun felt heavy in your hand, the metal thick and hard to grip. You ran your finger along the side of it, catching a glimpse of your blurry reflection in the shiny surface. 

"Do you know how to load it?" Kylo asked from over your shoulder, cocking his own rifle into place and securing it at his hip. 

"Mhm." You nodded, sliding the magazine into place with a click and tucking the weapon into your makeshift belt, hanging loosely around your waist. 

"I really wish you would just stay here." Kylo mumbled, walking towards you and handing you a small dagger, which you also tucked away. 

"No way." You shook your head, "Someone has to be there to save your ass." Kylo smirked, laughing softly as he rolled his shoulders back, letting out a long sigh. 

"Fine." He breathed, pushing his shaggy hair out of his eyes, "Let's go."

He stepped past you to the door, swinging it open as cold mountain air blew inside in a strong gust. You sucked it in, letting the fresh smell replace the mildewy scent of the safe house, filling your body with renewed energy. And you would need it today. 

A black car sat in front of the house, the dark windows once more hiding whoever was driving. But as Kylo made his way to it, rapping his knuckles on the surface, the window slowly slid down, the face of a young man appearing to you.

He looked about your age, maybe a little older. He had short, dark hair and skin, and was clothed in a beige leather jacket with red detailing. He leaned out of the window, his deep brown eyes scanning over you and Kylo in silence. 

"What's the code?" He said shortly, his voice low. 

"FN2187." Kylo said, glancing back towards you and motioning for you to stand next to him. You complied, walking up to the car as the man scanned you up and down. He paused, tightening his jaw. 

"Get in." He finally replied, gesturing towards the backseat and rolling the window up, hiding his face from view. Kylo glanced at you, nodding towards the door and following you into the car, closing it behind you. 

The inside of it was perfectly clean, the seats made of an expensive looking black leather. The backseat windows were tinted too, hiding your identities to anyone passing by. You slid into your seat, Kylo moving in next to you and buckling his seatbelt over his lap. You did the same, glancing up towards the driver's seat and watching the man move the car into gear and press on the gas.

You began forward, the safe house disappearing behind you as the car sped down the mountainside, trees closing in overhead and casting shadows over the vehicle. You glanced out of the window, observing the forest around you and wondering where Alex had gone. If he was still alive, even. You couldn't imagine that he'd be able to get very far. You shivered at the thought of him collapsing to the ground, bleeding out alone and terrified until he slowly faded away. And the fact that he would die hating you made you want to vomit even more. 

"You look familiar." Kylo's voice snapped you out of your daze, ending the silence that had fallen over the car. 

"I should." The man scoffed, "You tried to kill me."

"What? I--" Kylo stuttered, some sort of shameful expression casting over his face. 

"Yeah, about a year ago." The man continued, "We attacked the First Order's army at a trading outpost and you shot me in the leg while we were retreating. I'm not surprised that you don't remember." You glanced between the two of them, watching as Kylo's face went pale. "I barely got away." The man kept his eyes on the road, "Got a nasty scar though."