Request: “Hiii I’m obsessed with your Kylo fics, could I request
one where Kylo and the reader are like a power couple and they’re both
commanders and everyones afraid of you two. I feel like you could do something
really good with this xxxx”
Pairing: Kylo Ren x Reader
Word Count: 1508
A/n: I’m so happy with how this turned out! Hope you all enjoy it!
As your ship landed on board the Finalizer, you could feel a shift
in the atmosphere. An almost thick, pungent aroma of fear spread across the deck
as you exited your ship. You had recently taken up the position of Commander
for the outer-rim section of the galaxy, Snoke being a close advisory figure in
your political and militant career. Although you were new to the role, word had
spread through the barracks of your violent and powerful abilities, becoming just
as feared as Kylo Ren himself. Although your temper was much better controlled,
you shared a lot of similarities with the dark shrouded man, and they had
brought you together to work well on many missions.
“Welcome, Commander (Y/n).” The storm trooper who addressed you
was shaking slightly with fear, you kept your stone-cold gaze. “Kylo Ren will
be here any moment now.”
Just as the soldier finished his sentence the tall masked figure
came gliding down the runway. You had to call upon the force to help you
supress the smile that teetered at the edge of your lips.
“Hello Kylo.” You greeted.
“I’m glad to see you arrived here safely.” His robotic voice coder
covering any hint of emotion. “Please, let me accompany you to meet with Snoke.”
You gave a nod, beginning to march back down the airstrip with the
other Commander. You kept your gaze forward as Kylo continued the conversation,
oblivious to the fearful looks many of the soldiers and generals were giving the
both of you.
“How was your trip?” He asked, not even his mask could conceal the
softness in his tone then.
“It was long and boring. You know, sometimes I wish we’d run into
some Resistance fighters, just to make it more interesting.” You replied, entering
the long winding corridors of the ship.
Kylo chuckled, the sound was like spattering jolts of electricity
when he did so under the veil of his mask.
“Maybe next time I can arrange something for you?”
i’ll stay awake, ‘cause the dark’s not taking prisoners tonight. why am i not scared in the morning? i don’t hear those voices calling. i must have kicked them out. i swear i heard demons yelling, those crazy words they were spelling - they told me i was gone. but i’ll tell 'em, why won’t you let me go? do i threaten all your plans? i’m insignificant. please tell them you have no plans for me. i will set my soul on fire. what have i become. i’m sorry.