Hiraeth

Ties that bind

Special thanks to my beta-reader Chridder (from A03) for helping me out with this.

Special thanks to Darkangel4066 (from AO3) for making this book cover for me.

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Hope you all brought your tissues because you might need those.

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It was a bleak day on Coruscant. The rain poured heavily in the streets, forcing most citizens to hid into the comfort and warmth of their homes. But unbeknownst to them, there was someone whose mood was suited to the weather.

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In a dark room, with all the windows blinds shut tight, a lone figure sat in a chair, staring aimlessly at nothing, his mask positioned on a nightstand nearby.

Kylo was restless and tense. His thoughts were plagued by one thing, or rather, one person.

Rey.

The moment when he engulfed her hand at the restaurant was playing in his mind over and over. He raised his left hand in front of his face, the same hand he used to show his weakness.

Almost immediately, he let his hand drop, hanging limply by his body.

He still didn't understand how or why Rey's simple touch could affect him so.

The truth was, and he was ashamed to admit it, that he wanted someone to let him be himself. To not feel censored.

And Rey did just that... she didn't even flinch or shout back when he had his outburst. She kept her cool, not aggravating the situation, and used the most unexpected method to calm him.

Also, she stood up to him. Again. As brave and beautiful as she was, she was equally stubborn, wild, and unpredictable.

Kylo froze, realizing the direction his thoughts took.

Did he just think Rey was beautiful?. Clearly, he was starting to lose his mind.

And now, Uthar's suggestion about the Jedi temple.

Was it even worth to try at all? Couldn't he just stay a few more days on Coruscant and then try to find an excuse for his master in the hopes that maybe, just maybe he will be allowed to look for clues about Kira's whereabouts?

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Rey sat in the window sill, watching the raindrops. Ever since Ken found her, the rain became one of her favorite landscapes, one she couldn't get enough of. As for the thunderstorms... well, that was another story. She was afraid of them. Fortunately, this was only a rain that had started two days prior during her and Kylo's date, and it didn't stopped since.

Speaking of Kylo, she still had his cloak hanging on a chair in her room.

The sensible decision would have been to get rid of it after she got back home.

But for some odd reason, she couldn't let go of it. It was the only reminder that he was capable of kindness.

But she knew deep down that he only forgot to take his cloak in his haste to leave.

She wondered why he hid his face, though.

Were the knights of Ren under a vow to never show their faces? Or it only applied to the leader?