15. Dresses?!

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You sat across from an unusually casual Kylo in aboard the Nightbuzzard, he was lounged with his legs spread beneath the table, you were sat with a book on kyber crystals propped on your knees with your legs tucked under you. The knights were doing various chores around the ship, clearing their weapons and making last minute arrangements.

You had been entertained during the takeoff watching Ap'lek's constant bickering with Vicrul, it was very one sided and ended in Vicrul storming of as soon as you had exited light-speed to a chorus of laughter.

As for the Supreme Leader. He was eating, and stars could this man eat. He was leisurely making his way through his fourth bread roll as he flicked through files on his data pad.

"So... what's the plan?" You started awkwardly, fidgeting with the book in your hands, levitating it and dropping it with slow rythmatic thuds.

His eyes searched yours, a twitching in his jaw the only sign he was even considering you.

"You want to see your dresses?" He quirked an eyebrow.

"I want to see my dresses" You sighed, a smile creeping onto both your faces.

He led you to the room where the luggage was stored, waving in front of him to open the door. The room was chaos, you had each walked past and thrown your bags in when you had boarded, but troopers must have brought bags in after since there were three dress carriers piled just beside your case.

You were practically jumping up and down, the thought of wearing something that didn't consist of combat gear or First Order overalls.

You bounded over the the bags, with Kylo on your heels.

"You can't get them out, we don't have time to have them repaired." Kylo huffed.

"I know, but-" You were starting to unzip the first one when he interjected.

"'I know' what?" He looked down to you sternly.

"Supreme Leader." You nodded demurely, exaggerating innocence before grinning up at him.

He sighed deeply though his nose, his eyes flicking to your lips before they moved to focus on something above your head.

You turned back to the dresses, peeking into the first one.

"Red!" You squealed. "Red!!" You grinned up at him.

He chuckled.


You couldn't sleep later that day, in the double bed you and Kylo were sharing, he hadn't come to the room yet.

You tossed and turned, a guilty, overthinking brain whirring inside your tired head. You thought back to those dresses, you had reacted like a spoilt girlfriend, you had lost perspective.

Conflict raged throughout you.

You wanted to accept a place here, among people you got along with and a man who wanted you by his side.

But there was the small matter of the murder, colonisation and more murder.

That you were expected to take part in, learn to revel in as the knights did.

The thing that scared you was that you knew you could do it.

When Kylo came to bed you were awake, for fear of succumbing to nightmares without him to wake you up.

He climbed under the sheets in silence, you felt the mattress dip and his arm snake around you waist, dragging your body across to meet his warm chest.

"Why are you awake" He mumbled into you hair.

You sighed, pushing your face into his arm "Busy"

"I see" He replied, and you knew he understood, he couldn't necessarily relate, but understanding was enough.

You went to sleep curled up in his arms once again.


The next day, much to your dismay, you donned the combat gear you wore to the battle. Your mind flitted back to that field, to to bloodshed you had witnessed, and caused.

But it was intimidation, you saw that when you looked in the mirror, your long icy blonde hair pulled into two braids, your black ensemble tight over your upper half before widening into cargo trouser, flattering your curves and allowing you to move.

You walked out to another familiar sight, Kylo with your armour.

"You won't need to do any talking, walk with my Knights and follow their lead."

"Yes Supreme Leader" You said evenly, looking up to him, He paused slightly before focusing back on fitting thin slip off the armour.

He stepped back when he finished.

"Be constantly vigilant, Little Rebel" He said gruffly.

"Yes Supreme Leader" You nodded again.

"Don't give them anything to kill you for" He chastised, the point seemingly needed to be driven home with more words than he usually used in a day.

"Yes Supreme Leader" You sighed with a slight smile, Kylo didn't seem to find it funny however. He closed the space between you, causing you to take a little step backwards. Your back against the wall and a frustrated Kylo against you, you found yourself mentally remarking that this was actually not your least favourite place in the world.

He gripped your chin between his forefinger and thumb, his eyes flicking between your eyes and lips.

He tipped his head towards your lips, and despite yourself your breath quickened.

"Behave" He hushed over you lips, before pulling away, smirking at your dissatisfied sigh and wide eyes.

"Yes Supreme Leader" You said demurely, looking deep into the brown eyes that were on you like lasers.

He was on you in a second, lips devouring yours and tongue forcing its way into your mouth as you let out a startled gasp. His hand closed around your neck, and he pushed slightly, pulling away and hovering over your lips.

"Behave" He growled, you felt the vibrations about against your lips.

You just nodded as he pulled away, brining a finger to your lips as you tried to even your breathing.

You followed Kylo out of the the room to the ramp, forming up with the Knights, with yourself directly behind Kylo, and the Knights taking up positions beside and behind Kylo.

You took a breath as the first rays of bright golden light seeped into the ship through the widening slit as the ramp lowered.

As the breath escaped your lips you pulled the facade onto your face, hardening your features and activating your armour.

"Don't give them anything to kill you for"

Easily done.

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