Kylo Ren : Fools
(Listen to FOOLS by Troye Sivan)
You worked for the First Order, not as one of the many StormTroopers, but as a Basic Trainer for the troopers. You were very happy you didn’t have to wear their clunky and heavy looking suits. You were overjoyed that you didn’t have to deal helmet hair too! One day, right before and training session, an unmasked Captain Phasma approached you. “Hello Phasma. What do you need?” You asked putting your hands on your hips, trying to make yourself look bigger. There was no way she was intimidated by you, probably cause she’s as tall as a Wookie.
“Lord Kylo Ren and General Hux will be stopping by to see how you train the Stormtroopers in combat.” She said, she still sounded authoritative, even without her chrome mask. “Of course. I was beginning to worry that they didn’t even care about their army.” You said trying to muster some humor, even though you were slightly nervous. You had never seen Kylo Ren in person, and you knew that General Hux was unimpressed without about anything. Phasma chuckled gruffly, and turned away to leave the training area.
*TWO HOURS LATER*
Sweat trickled down from your temple and to your chin, causing you to wipe it away absentmindedly. “You wielding skills have gone sloppy! Is this how you would attack when faced with an enemy?! A traitor?! Try again!” You snapped at one of the Stormtroopers who was using the energy club.
You observed the other troopers in their hand to hand combat stances. You nodded when one got a good hit in. You turned and saw Phasma leading Kylo Ren and Hux into the training area. You grew nervous and look away from the dark trio. You attention was back to your troopers, but curiosity got the best of you. You looked back at the three, and saw the dark eyes of Kylo Ren’s mask staring right at you. You instantly looked away, and walked back to the trooper with the energy club.
After the hour of training was complete for this batch of troopers, you walked towards the figures that were standing together at the door. You walked up to Phasma and gave her a curt nod. “Y/N, this is Kylo Ren and General Hux.” Phasma said, her voice altered by her helmet. I bowed slightly towards the two men, and stood up as straight as possible trying to meet their height. Why is everyone in the First Order so tall?
“You seem to be training them in basic combat.” Said General Hux, his cold eyes met with yours making you feel small. “Yes. You seem to excel in combat. You’re training them well.” The voice coming from the mask seemed foreign. You looked up at the masked face of Kylo Ren. You feel his eyes, through his mask, studying your features. You felt heat gather in your cheeks under his gaze, but you hoped that you already looked flushed due to the workout.
After General Hux spewed out some training statistics and Phasma mentioned a new move she wanted to teach the troopers, they left. You gathered your things, and headed towards the door. When you get out into the hallway, you felt yourself being stopped. Your limbs were frozen in place, and you saw a shadow move in the corner of your eye. “Hello, Y/N. Sorry I stopped you like this. I wanted to speak to you further.” Kylo Ren’s mask was inches from your face.
“Oh, I see.” You said, trying to sound as calm as possible. With a slight wave of his hand, your limbs were your own again. You wiggled your fingers, and turned your neck to look into the eyes of the mask. “Follow me.” said his robotic voice. You followed the cloaked figure closely, as he lead you down the grey hall ways of the base. Nerves crept along your spine and tickled the back of your neck, causing you to shiver. He stopped he he reached a door, and it opened in front of him. He walked in and beckoned for you to follow. Once inside, he locked the door behind us. You turned towards him and watched him reach up to his mask. You heard the sharp release of air as his mask was being taken off. The room was dark, but it had a bed, dresser and another door that probably lead to a bathroom. It wasn’t dark enough to hide his mask hanging loosely in his hand. You looked up at his exposed face, and held his gaze. His eyes looked harsh, and the scar near his nose that traveled to his cheek made him look older. His lips were a light pink, and seemed chapped from biting them nervously. “Your training technique is quite a graceful thing to watch.” He said, his voice low, and he walked towards you.
You swallowed hard, and searched his face. “Thanks…” You said quietly. He reached his hand up towards your chin, lifting your head so he could look into your eyes. His eyes were a dark brown that held almost no emotion. “You have no need to be scared, Y/N. I have no intention to hurt you.” His eyes looked straight through you. You felt a throbbing in your head and guessed that he was using the Force to look into your mind. You didn’t fight it, remembering the pain a Resistance pilot went through before he escaped.
“You have a deadly curiosity about me. Flattering.” He said, his deep voice holding slight annoyance and disappointment. He stopped filtering through your mind, and backed away from you. He looked at you with his dark eyes, and you couldn’t help but stare back. He shook his head and reached for his helmet. “Is…is that it? That’s all you wanted to talk about? There wasn’t much talking if you ask me.” You said, saddened that he was starting to leave.
“I sensed your eyes on me in the training area. I needed to see if I was right. And I am.” he said through the mask as he walked towards the door. “What were you right about?” You asked carefully. “I’ll only let your dreams crash and burn…you need to stay away from me…” He trailed off, the mask hanging loosely in his grip. You stepped towards him, hesitating with each step. He turned back to face me, his eyes met with yours. You couldn’t stop your hand from reaching up and touching his jaw softly. It stayed like that, both of you so close but not daring to get any closer. Night drew in, and neither of you wanted to leave the other, so you both laid down on the soft covers of the bed.
Sleep didn’t come to either of you, and you both were preoccupied with each other. Your eyes had never left his face, and his never left yours. “If we…if this….you need to promise me to keep your hopes low. For me.” He voice was hoarse from not speaking for so long, and his words shook your heart. You curled your lips together and moved your hand from his hair to the side of his face, stroking his cheek with your thumb. “Ok.” You said quietly, giving him your answer. He didn’t smile, but you didn’t expect him to though. He just moved his head forward, and pressed a soft kiss to your forehead. After removing his lips, he rested his forehead against yours, the tip of his nose brushing against your own.
“I’m not always like this Y/N. I cause death and pain. I am in misery, and I take that out on things…on people.” His eyes were closed as he spoke, as if he was fighting to say the words. “I rarely expose myself like this. You might ever see me like this again.” His words were rushed, and you ran the tip of your index finger along the lashes that were pressed against his cheek. It was a soft touch, it felt like the brush of a butterfly’s wing. “If anything shatters, it will be my mistake.” You said comfortingly. His eyes opened, and instead of looking at you softly like before, they were stone cold with seriousness.
Your faces were so close, your breaths mingled together and your lips were only a mere inches apart. “Are you sure you want this?” He asked quietly. You stared directly into his coffee colored eyes. “We can be fools together.” You said, your voice raising a little. The corner of his lips moved up slightly, and he leaned forward brushing his lips against yours tenderly. Before you could respond, he moved away from you, and pushed off of the bed. “I have to go before General Hux sends troopers to search for me. You can stay here for the night, I will be back later on. You can borrow some clothes from my dresser.”
He reached for his mask and was about to put it on, but he saw you get up and walk towards him. You stood right in front of him, arms crossed against your chest. His eyes light up a little, and he leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to your nose, before putting his mask on. He turned on his heel and headed to his bedroom door. It opened in front of him and he walked out. But as the door shut, his voice entered your mind saying, “Goodnight Y/N.” You smiled lightly at his little Force trick, before crawling back on to his bed, and drifting off into a deep sleep.