A Shot In The Dark // Kylo x Reader

Chapter 17 || Identity

I audibly groaned, keeping my eyes tightly shut while refusing to move from my position under the covers. "Go away Kylo."

"No."

Sleeping did not help as much with the emotional toll yesterday took on my body as I had hoped. At this moment all I wanted to do was stay in this wonderfully comfortable bed, sleeping soundly for the rest of my days, however all that was interrupted when a tall figure decided to rudely shake me awake. 

What a kriffing asshole.

"Speaking about me like that will not do you any good today." Kylo exclaimed, his voice was deep and evidently annoyed.

"I didn't say anything." I retorted, reaching for the pillow closest to me and pulling it over my exposed ear in an attempt to drown him out.

I heard him breathe out sharply before the pillow was ripped from my head. "Stop acting like a child, we have training, now."

I exhaled, face contorting in anger as my body reluctantly sat up. "There I'm up. Happy?" 

"No." His arms were crossed as his body towered over the end of my bed, I noticed he was already fully dressed.

"No." I mocked him, dropping my voice lower while imitating the scowl planted on his face.

He rolled his eyes, not impressed with my attitude. I didn't care, in fact I was glad he was annoyed, I figured he deserved to feel what I was feeling at this moment.

"You have five minutes. Be ready." He demanded, lips pursing together before exiting my room.

He just had to ruin waking up in my new bed.

"Complaining will only slow you down." He yelled from outside the room.

I groaned again before finally throwing my body out from under the warm covers and upright onto the ground. I figured he wasn't worth fighting anymore, training was inevitable and I knew Kylo wasn't against dragging me there himself.

 It took a massive amount of energy to get my body to cooperate, sluggishly I pulled up my hair and dressed into my training uniform. A part of me was disappointed I didn't have time to test out my new wardrobe, courtesy of my angry roommate. 

Oh my gods, what irony. I couldn't help the chuckle that escaped my lips as I entered the living area, Kylo was standing by the couch, his expression changed from angry to confused as I came into his view. 

"What is it?" He peered into me, obviously trying to read my mind.

I chuckled again causing his eyes to narrow at mine. 

"I just had a funny thought." I spoke lightheartedly, making my way to the front door. "Are you coming or what?"

He dangerously paced towards me, however my smile remained through his piercing stare. 

"Stop being difficult." Kylo was now towering over me, eyes still boring into mine.

I mimicked his hum before speaking. "That's no fun." 

"You do not want to push me today." A beat. "Apprentice." His lips curled slightly at his last word, he just loved the power he held over me. I loved testing it. 

"Fine. I just found it funny that we are roommates. Again. I mean what are the chances? It's like fate is trying to push us together." I spoke, smiling to myself yet again. 

"That's not funny." His expression was deadpan. 

"It kinda is." A beat. "In the medical wing you wanted nothing but to have your own room, even yelled at the nice doctors so I would be forced to leave. And now you asked- no, forced me to move in, its kinda ironic if you think about it."