The Tipping Point (Kylo Ren X Reader)

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[TRIGGER WARNINGS: Graphic death scenes, hopeless themes. Please don't read this chapter if you are mentally unstable, prone to aggressive thoughts/actions, and/or suicidal.]

If you had known Hux was going to be so annoying, you would have stayed in bed. Sadly, there was no way to escape his pointless droning on procedure and protocol so you just stood there, waiting as patiently as you possibly could. You were this close to squeezing Hux's insides like a rag doll when Phasma walked onto the bridge.

"Oh, Phasma, you are back! Very good, we were starting to get worried."

You interrupted Hux's train of thought. "What happened, Captain?"

She saluted you. "I am afraid our mission was unsuccessful. My troops and I were pursuing the resistance fighters when we got separated. By the time I found him the rebels had gotten away, leaving my men very disgruntled."

You glared at Hux and he rolled his eyes. "Yes I know, I know. You can go ahead and say you told me so."

You huffed, "Well I did. But it's too late for that now. I'm going to find Kylo to inform him of your failures." You gestured between the two of them. "I hold you both equally accountable for this catastrophe."

They nodded solemnly and you turned on your heel, stomping off of the bridge. You wandered the ship, trying to find Kylo but had so far been unsuccessful. You turned a corner and practically jumped out of your skin when he appeared in front of you.

"Holy shit!" You grabbed his arm to steady yourself. "You scared me! I've been looking for you everywhere."

Kylo raises an eyebrow, trying to read your expression. "What's wrong?"

You shook your head and let go of his arm. "Oh no, it's nothing urgent, Phasma returned and I figured it would be best for me to deliver the news considering how disappointing it is." You paused, regaining your cold resolve from earlier. "Phasma and her troops completely and utterly failed. Captain Phasma claims that in the ruckus of trying to apprehend the rebels, her and her squadron were separated and by the time she reconnected with them the Resistance spies had already gotten away."

Kylo's hand shot out and the side of his fist connected with the metal wall, creating a small dent.

"Dammit! We had them right in our grasp and yet they still managed to get away."

You waited for his fit of rage to reside before responding. "So what do you want to do about it? Is there even anything we can do?"

"I am going to send my knights to investigate where the rebels were hiding. At least I know my men are capable of doing their damn jobs."

You nodded and stared at him silently, a thought coming to your mind. "You know, we've never really talked about your knights. Or is that a secret or something?"

Kylo's nostrils flared slightly. "I don't think you're the best person to be criticizing what I keep a secret. I seem to remember you having plenty of secrets yourself."

Ouch. So you were back to fighting? Good to know sex meant nothing to Kylo.

Kylo noticed your dejected look and rolled his eyes. "Come with me."

You followed him down the halls of the Finalizer until Kylo stopped in front of a room and pressed the keypad to open it. A large living-room appeared before you. There were several couches and chair and in the back there was a small kitchenette. Sitting casually on the couches were six men. Their helmets and weapons lay on the floor, save for the one man who was cleaning his. The second they saw Kylo they rose from their seats and bowed to him. Kylo waved his hand, disregarding the formalities.