The Brighter Dark (Kylo Ren X Reader)

Ch. 2- Takes One to Know One

The awkward silence in the conference room was so palpable, you swore you could have reached out and touched it.

You wished that whoever had decorated the Finalizer had put a little more effort into décor. For the last ten minutes since you'd sat down in this conference room, you had been letting your attention wander over every inch of the four walls, ceiling and floor at least a hundred times just so you could avoid the beady green eyes sitting across the table from you; it was starting to get old. You'd give anything for a book right about now, if only to have an excuse to ignore the redheaded creep who just wouldn't stop staring.

You were also tired. So tired. It had been deep into the night when Kylo Ren discovered you in Rego Thane's apartment; and after being marched across the city, into a shuttle, flown to the Finalizer, and paraded around the ship until you'd reached this conference room, only to be sat down in front of a pasty looking nerd itching for a staring contest- you were ready for a nap.

After studying the same paint scratch on the conference table for the umpteenth time, you heard an irritated sigh from your silent companion.

Your eyes flitted up to check if he was still staring at you.

Yep. He was.

Relaxing back in your chair, you crossed your arms across your chest and let out a sigh of your own; you made an effort to make it sound even more irritated than his.

He narrowed his eyes at you. "Are you mocking me?" he sneered.

You remained silent, smirking under your helmet.

After a moment of waiting for you to reply, he rolled his eyes and turned them to watch the door instead.

Hah, you thought, I win.

After what felt like an eternity, the door finally burst open and Kylo Ren sauntered into the room.

"Really, Ren, is it that difficult for you to show up on time?"

If the Supreme Leader was phased by the ginger's condescending tone, he didn't show it. He strolled over to the head of the table and proceeded to take his seat.

"I'm always on time, General Hux. You just got here early." That low, mechanized voice echoed off the metal walls. "You may begin the briefing now."

The redhead- whom you could only assume was General Hux- looked from Ren to you and back to Ren, searching for some sort of answer to an unspoken question. When he didn't get one, he gestured at you with an open hand and spat, "Are you going to tell me who the hell this is?"

Kylo propped up his elbows on the table and laced his fingers together, sighing impatiently.

With all the sighing these First Order fucks did, you were surprised there was still air in their lungs.

"Rego Thane is dead," Kylo said, then nodded in your direction. "She is responsible. Her debt to the First Order will be paid upon her completion of this mission. Now if you don't mind, General," His helmet tilted ever so slightly to the side, challenging. "the briefing."

You watched Hux's face turn pink. He looked like he was torn between questioning Ren's decision and throwing a temper tantrum. Stars, watching him get upset was entertaining.

"As you wish," he spat, "Supreme Leader."

Satisfied, Ren leaned back in his chair and let his hands fall to his lap. "Excellent. I don't have all day." He sounded smug as hell, and while you weren't exactly the Supreme Leader's number one fan, it was still difficult for you to suppress a chuckle as Hux dejectedly scurried to the presentation screen at the opposite end of the room.