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The sunlight filtered through the trees that encircled the marketplace, casting strange lace-like shadows on the red brick walkways. He has long since given up on making Rey his student. Instead, now, he intends to court her. Honestly, he's never tried anything like that before. The occasional woman landed herself in his bed from time to time but he never pursued them, didn't give them a second thought. Rey was a weird circumstance. Kylo believes that she no longer hates him, no, she tolerates him and what is that but half the battle?

She is now walking beside him with a speculative look on her face, it's been one year since she's agreed to lodge on the finalizer and she still looks at every new place like a talking bantha is going to pop out on her any moment. He wonders if she knows what he's trying to do.

"Rey" He rumbles , amusement lurking in his tone.

"Hmm?" She replies.

"Watch out" He chuckles and puts an arm out in front of her as a passerby nearly collides with her small frame. "You might want to pay attention from time to time, it helps"

"Shut up, I knew they were coming, I just couldn't find out why you were telling me to watch" She puffs, a curve appearing on her lips despite her attempts on a scowl.

Kylo wonders what he ever had to offer in place to make her stay, he wonders if it has anything to do with the traitor. If he had hurt her… well, he should be in part thanking him, Rey has been a great addition to the first order.

"sure you did" He pacifies.

He's been getting better at compromising since she's been on board, a necessary tactic when dealing with her fiery temper. Some hair blows into her face and he brushes it back. She's completely oblivious. He wonders if this is how it was for his mother and father. Kriff, he's falling hard and she doesn't even know it.

He has taken to not wearing his helmet when he's out with her, she hates it and as much as he loves the security of the black shell, she seems to respond to him better when it's not seen. The sun is lapping at his back, driving away any residual cold from the ship. He's having fun so far.

They've been walking for a while and every now and then Rey catches him staring at her with an odd expression drawn across his features. She wishes she could know what he is thinking,but it was her choice to close off the bond.

She thinks kylo quite odd and withdrawn but on these trips, something is lifted and its almost tangible how he is trying to not be stressed or sullen around her. She can appreciate this.

In an odd way, Rey has come to learn that his presence has an arcadian calming effect on her demeanor and given that fact is the reason she sleeps in his room.

Nights on the finalizer came back to haunt her , memories of the baleful interrogation chair scared the living daylights out of her, gave her nightmares. She found it strange that the same person that had caused those minatory dreams was the only person that could put a stop to them and so many a night she had fallen back to sleep with him murmuring assurance to her.

Coming out of her thoughts she finds that once again, kylo is staring at her. She can feel a warm flush pool into her cheeks.

"Come on," he says, his expression one of disappointment. "It's time to return to the ship"

hmm, this had been a short trip, she thought. Usually, they lasted around eight hours each(depending on how long an hour lasted on each planet)

Nonetheless, she was quite tired and perhaps Kylo had something to do, better not complain, he really was trying

They walked the rest of the way to the ship and she took an odd pleasure when she placed her hand on his arm and he gave her an incredulous stare.

The nightmares hit her hard tonight.

Kylo awoke to fitful yelling coming from his bedside. She was crying in her sleep, the gesture troubled him, he knows he's the cause of those dreams. Kriff, he was horrible, didn't deserve to crawl beside her and stroke her hair until her yelling stopped, didn't deserve to watch her as she drifted into a less bellicose sleep.

After a while of murmuring to her , he gets up and leaves the room to search for a distraction. Seeing that they haven't left the planet yet he decides to check out the nightlife.

Stepping out of the ship he relishes in the muggy air that washes over him , a few different species are bustling about. He pulls over a scantily clad twi'lek and asks her where the closest cantina was at, she blinks then numbly points to a small building with a smorgasbord of different colored lights pulsing through the windows. After giving directions she drags her fingers across his chin. With a scowl, he pushes her back and makes his way to the building.

The inside of the squat building flourished with alien species of all different kinds, the bartender, a toydarian regarded him with shifty eyes as Kylo ordered a reactor core, a pretty popular drink among smugglers that his father introduced to him at way too young of an age. The atmosphere in the cantina had a yellowish hue and smelled of body odor and disgust, he had seen atleast four different genders of paid escort kind lounging around and all of the very lightly clothed, classy. Han would have loved this place.

What? Pushing those unnecessary thoughts to the back of his head, he dove into his pockets and shoved the money to the nasty looking 'tender. The first swallow of the drink was completely awful, it burned his insides and caused his face to screw up as if it was admonishing him for being an idiot in the first place. But given that he had only had one sip he was already buzzed, fine with him. He threw his head back and made the drink disappear.

"anotherone, please" he commanded, words slurring together the toydarian looked at him and shrugged, mixing him another drink and sliding it towards him , just happy to get more pay. He nursed this one, taking sip after sip while his mind gave away to a delightful fuzzy warmth.

He was halfway through his third drink when he felt the bond open up.

"...Kylo?" He heard her ask, she sounded scared. His thoughts sobered up the slightest bit.

"YesRey? was wrong? he said , trying to collect his syllables.

"where are you ? nobody is here and Hux is standing out the door and he's creeping me out. I couldn't find you and ...wait- are you drunk?!"She asked, incredulous.

"You are! I can feel it, why would you go and do something completely stupid like that?!" she continued, his face screwed up, not liking being chided.

"I'm just having some fun!" he defended

"nothing wrong in that, princess"

"I'm coming to get you," She said, anger apparent in her tone.

"No, you're not," he said, irritation washing over him.

"yes, I am " then she is gone.

He sighs then slumps into the chair, this happens everytime he goes out by himself.

Now she's back to hating me again, he thought morosely, the alcohol still stirring up his thoughts into one big soup .

"Thanks for the lady skills, Dad" He spits the last word then doubles over laughing, gathering odd stares from every species in the room.

She doesn't know who he thinks he is. Marching outside of the ship she flinches at the horrid humidity outside. Rey wonders how he could do something like this and call it "fun". When she checked up on him through the bond for the first time in over a year she hadn't expected to find him on the verge of puking. Just today he had been so nice, even a tad bit caring. He had just tossed it all away for being an ass so quickly. And to call her "princess" oooh that pushed her buttons.

She stormed to the small cantina that she had noticed on their lovely walk earlier. "Lovely," she thought caustically. It had been great.

It's not even the first time she's had to do this. Almost every place they had visited he had done the same thing. She wants to know when he will learn that it hurts her feelings when she does this. And on top of that, she felt as sick as he does when Kylo gets like this, taste the nastiness of the drink like it was poured into her own lips. It absolutely disgusted her.

Flinging open the door, her eyes dragged over the crowd in search for a mop of dark curly hair and found it next to a Twi lek whose outfit didn't leave much to the imagination, at first glance it seemed that the weren't making contact but doing a double take she found its hand to be rather high up on his thigh and him doing nothing to stop it.

It hurt her in some strange place, apparently, Ren had caught sight of her because he was rising up and making his way towards Rey. But no , she was already out of the door. Tears threatening to sting her eyes as the muggy air wrapped around her, making her feel utterly nauseous. She ran to the side of the building and retches, a single tear fighting its way out onto the cracked dura-creet pavement. "Ass" she mumbles the huddles herself on the brick wall.

He's made a mistake.