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suuung · 4 years

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Interconeccted, chapter (2) kylo ren x reader

part 1 is here

warning: this fanfiction will develop darker and sexual themes as it goes on

a story about a young stormtrooper discovering a force bond with her leader, kylo ren

You woke on the cold mattress to the morning alarm. Your thin blanket not succeeding to do its work of keeping you warm during the night resulted in goosebumps that lasted hours. Beds creaked and groaned in protest of the other girls getting up for the day. Although you did not have to worry about food anymore you felt so homesick, you wanted to be back home, you yearned to see Shea again.

The other, well, prisoners if you must seem to feel the same way. They all feel sick of this, knowing it's either this life or no life at all. You could hear some of them muttering about another cohort of prisoners that got slaughtered because they denied working for the first order. This place was hell. The fact we have to accept we are never leaving this ship to enjoy fresh air and springs again. All we now know is to sleep, eat and kill for the first order. Your heart dropped each morning from your dreams of Shea, to wake up to the cold metal rooms.

Today was something every soldier was frightened about, having to kill innocent people all because of one bad man. You’ve heard tales about Luke Skywalker but your mother has always told you it was all a lie so we obey the first order. You started to put back on your white armour after breakfast. You were expected to leave on the journey to Jakku in an hour.

“ALL STORMTROOPER TRAINEES TO BAY 27” Ran through the intercom.

Bay 27 must’ve been the last ship to board as you were listening to the rest of the cohorts get called. In that place you could be anyone, or perhaps no-one at all with this stormtrooper helmet on. The other soldiers flowed like rivers, never stopping for obstacles but swirling around them to make their way to their bays.

Making your way up to the ship a black figure caught your attention. It was the supreme leader. He was waiting for the dock to open up to board his own ship to go to Jakku. You tried to keep your eyes on him as much as you could without seeming suspicious, and that seemed to fail when the leader cocked his head towards you, just like he had done yesterday. You turned back to face the line of the other stormtroopers so you didn't seem obvious to be staring at him. Still, anxiety crept up as you realized he noticed. You did not know what this man was fully capable of. You wondered if he was a cold hearted fighter like Darth Vader was or does he remain more mysterious about his killings.

You wanted to know who he was, this mysterious man that never showed his face unlike General Hux.

Taking your seat along with the other stormtroopers. You didn’t want to go to this attack, but what other choice did you even have. You hoped nothing bad would happen but you knew in your gut that wasn’t true.

The ship flew fast and took sharp turns, you were scared. You peaked your head forward, the galaxy was beautiful. The stars shine brightly, your glossy eyes making them shine brighter. Colorful planets shun beautifully as well. The galaxy was mother nature's most beautiful value. Soon enough all of the beauty came to an end as the ship roughly landed, the doors opened and you were confused. The general had said all of the stormtroopers in training were not fighting, but you were screamed at by the higher up ranked stormtroopers to get outside and start searching.

“Gather every civilian that will not give you information about his location. We will have them handcuffed.” A royal guard yelled out as everyone stepped off.

You felt so overwhelmed and didn’t want to get killed for not fighting, you followed some other stormtroopers that were searching for the man that had the piece of luke skywalker's location.

You could hear blasters being shot behind you, cries of mothers for their children. Fires erupting and making the smell of the village smoke. Everything started to go up in fast motion, blaster after blaster was being used, yelling at villagers to stay down and not fight back. You kept running, searching for the man, you didn’t want to harm anyone but it seemed like the other soldiers took that into action right away. You ran down a hill, searching in a marketplace that seemed torn and broken, stands from villagers now empty, fruits and merchandise scattered all across the sand. You turned a corner, hands shaking as you held your blaster close to your chest. Searching high and low in what looked like a fruit stand you uncovered a blanket to a child, and her mother both crying with tears in their eyes.

“We don’t know where he is, I swear..” The mother pleaded, holding her child close to her chest, tears rolling down her face.

You stepped back, afraid and unable to speak. You looked around to see if anyone was around, there was another stormtrooper searching at a stall near you, you crochet down and searched your bag at your side, you had a knife. You gave it to her and nodded. Covering her with the potato sack again. You hesitantly got up, walking around without seeming suspicious. You felt scared someone else would find her, you wanted to protect her.

You began walking around, hearing a blaster shoot behind you, you turned almost screaming at the stormtrooper to stop. He was above her and the child, pointing his blaster at them both as they both shook and screamed. You watched horrified as the stormtrooper tied them both up to bring them to the gathering of villagers. You ran up and shot the stormtrooper in the chest. Watching him fall to the ground on top of them. Tears formed in your eyes, you felt like a monster, it faded as the mother and her child ran quickly. You started to shake as you felt yourself panic.

You frantically ran away, ran as far as you could. Tripping on your own feet you cried. That was until you heard loud yelling from the ships, it sounded like the commander.

A strong force gathered around your body, you could feel it running through your veins, it made you form goosebumps. You felt the force, you felt this same sensation you felt the first day your head hurt and you passed out. You turned around to see the supreme leader pulsating his lightsaber in a villager, then turning his head towards your direction. You stared back for several moments as he kept his composter. You then turned quickly and started to pretend to search for the man. Your heartbeat through your chest, your body felt like it was shutting down. He must’ve known you did something you weren’t supposed to. He knows something.

You turned your attention back when more yelling came from the ships, two stormtroopers threw a man in front of the commander. The man was on his knees and his hands tied behind his back. You and other stormtroopers were surrounding him.

“You know what I've come for.” The supreme leader spoke.

“I know where you've come from. Before you were Kylo Ren.” The man replied.

Was that his name? Kylo Ren? You have never heard it before, but it sounds similar, similar to the knights of ren.

“You will give the first order of the map to luke skywalker.” Kylo yelled then brought his lightsaber up in the air, slashing it down on the man and killing him. You gasped.

Suddenly a man shot a blue blaster towards him, you watched it all happen so fast. Pain struck all over your body and you felt weak as Kylo Ren used the force to stop the blaster. It stood still and your whole body hurt, like pressure was being put on it. He flipped the blaster up so it went nowhere. You held your limbs up as Kylo confronted the man and brought him on the ship. Your whole body felt numb and you didn’t know why.

A royal guard ordered the stormtroopers to shoot the villagers. You stood with your blaster up as every stormtrooper around you shot, you pretended to shoot but you just couldn't. You felt so weak and nauseated watching the mothers and fathers get blasted and their children screaming for them.

You looked to the side to see Kylo getting on his ship, and soon enough you were called on the ship. You sat in a seat as the ship took off, going back to the first order ship. You still felt a strong force around you, like something was pulling you towards Kylo Ren. After an hour of putting your bloody helmet off and back on the cold mattress you stared at the ceiling. You were scared, why hadn’t this feeling of the force gone away yet.

Everyone around you was sleeping in their beds. You closed your eyes to suddenly be in a white and grey room. It was like you were teleported there. Turning around you saw Kylo. He stood with his back facing you but his helmet was off and he only wore his pants with his shirt off.

His hair was jet black and reached his shoulders, he had scars and scrapes all along his back, they looked raw. You stepped back, not knowing what was happening. Quickly he turned around to face you, his eyes full of shock. That was the first time you saw his face. He was young, much younger than you expected. He had a long broad nose, black eyes and a sharp chin. He was a tall and big man, his face quickly contorted into anger.

“You.. I saw you. I saw what you did” He spat through his teeth. You didn;t reply as he stepped closer,

“Why are you here.” He yelled, taking another step towards you.

You shook, taking a step back.

“How did you get in my head. How did you use the force you fucking peasnt.” You shook your head.

Regaining concuncis you opened your eyes to be met with the familiar ceiling of your dorm. You turned quickly to look around, the other girls around you sleeping and one even snoring. You began to cry, what had just happened.

You must’ve been in his quarters, but how did you even end up there. You must've been thinking about him too much. Your mind felt like it was going to explode with questions.

You grabbed your thin blanket and cried yourself to sleep.

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gone4neow · 5 years

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Bookworm ❒ ldh

- donghyuck x reader, college!au

- warnings : swearing, light bullying, and cheesy fluff

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Her eyes had always been focused on the books. Whether it be the textbooks she was instructed to read daily or the books she found herself staying up late into the night to read to escape from the rest of the world, she couldn't afford to do anything but focus on the books. As a result, she found herself in the school library far too often.

No one knew her name, but they could recognize her face. She was the school's biggest bookworm. She was the loser who would rather read than to party, soak in the words on a page rather than drown the shots lined up on the pingpong tables down at the fraternities. It was something she was okay with, though she wished she could be oblivious to it all. All she wanted was to be taken seriously for once, to not have people stare at her with their lips curled up in amusement when they realized the rumors were true.

She found that one day. It had been standing right in front of her. Well, technically it had been standing on the other side of the bookcase and it wasn't an 'it' at all. Discovering him had been an accident. She had been scanning the cover of a book before she decided it was no good. When she went to place it back in it's spot, the book fell over, leaving enough room for her eyes to fall upon him.

He was taller than most of the boys she had seen on campus. His skin was glowing under the unforgiving florescent lights of the library, giving the appearance of fresh honey. The sight was so inviting and, for the first time, she found herself focusing on something other than the books in front of her. He was unaware of her admiring gaze, his attention on the book he held in his hands. She used this to her advantage, letting her eyes soak in the view of his plump lips and perfectly shaped cheekbones.

When the boy felt her eyes burning on his skin, he glanced up from the book in his hand. The girl drew in a sharp breath of air as she ducked down quickly. Her back pressed against the bookcase while her chest began to rise and fall quickly. She listened as he closed the book in his hand, then listened as his footsteps started off towards the librarian. Her eyes focused on the elderly woman that had spent more time than even her in this large room of books, envious of the smile the woman received from the boy she had just been admiring.

He handed the woman the book while saying something to her with a small nod of his head. The librarian took the book from him gently and scanned it for him without another word. His eyes averted away from the woman and towards the shelves he had just come from. He had sworn he had felt eyes on him while he was there, but now there was not a single person near the area. The small frown on his face vanished as the librarian handed him his book back. He smiled at her politely before he left the library altogether. She sighed in relief as she peered around the shelf and watched his the back of his leather jacket disappear into the hallway.

The feeling of her sweaty palms and racing heartbeat was enough to confuse her. She had never reacted this way to anyone before, yet here she was hiding behind a shelf so that he could not see her in such a frantic state. She let her eyes close while her hand came to rest against her chest. If she tried hard enough, she could feel her heartbeat racing against the tips of her fingers. Slowly, a small smile formed on her face. She decided that she liked this feeling, despite the fear it sparked within her.

The excitement from her newfound feeling was ruined just as it began. She heard the sound of laughter coming from somewhere across the room. Curiosity got the better of her, as it always did, and she let her eyes flutter open. They were pointing at her as they laughed amongst each other. She felt her face flush with embarrassment and quickly pushed herself up from the floor, so that she stood at her full height. Just as she went to turn, she ran into someone's chest. She glanced up at the man very briefly as she mumbled an apology. The laughter from the group only grew in volume after this.

She had felt humiliated several times in her life, but today it felt different. Something about the way the group had not even tried to hide the fact that they were laughing at her made her skin crawl with discomfort. She wanted to run, hide away in her dorm, and to erase her existence from the world entirely. Her breathing came in the form of quick, panicked puffs as she rushed across the library and towards the exit.

The next day, she found herself running late for class. It was the first for her. It was because of this that her professor simply frowned at her and gave her warning before ordering her to take a seat. She decided against taking her usual seat in the front of the room, not wanting the class's eyes to be on her any longer. Her cheeks were a bright red as she sat down, getting her classroom materials out in a rush.

"You missed some notes from the beginning of class," a low voice came from beside her. She glanced over her shoulder at it's owner. The air in her chest depleted at the sight of him. It was the boy she had been staring at in the library yesterday. She sat up straighter, turning her head to look at him fully. Her mouth opened and shut repeatedly, causing the boy to chuckle slightly.

"Is it that surprising that I pay attention in class?" He asked her playfully. Immediately, she shook her head. Her eyes drifted to his hand as he slid a piece of paper in her direction in a secretive manner. She found the action childlike and couldn't help but giggle quietly.

"Thank you," she whispered to him as she took the paper from him gently. She took a picture of the paper before she slid it back in his direction in the same manner that he had. From the corner of her eye, she could see a small smile form on his face. She couldn't understand how she had missed him all this time now that his presence in the room was almost suffocating her.

By the end of the week, she wanted to do nothing but rip her hair out of her head. Her mind was driving her insane. She needed to study for her psychology class but her eyes were simply scanning a page and taking in zero information. Her crush on the boy from the library had been exciting in the beginning, but now it was just a distraction. She threw the pen she had been chewing on against the surface of her desk, not even caring when it bounced off and landed somewhere in the floor. A frustrated huff escaped her as she crossed her arms and slouched in her seat. It took her only a few seconds to decide she would run to her safe haven for comfort. So, she stood, grabbed her coat, placed it on her shoulders, and rushed out of the room only to remember she had forgotten her shoes entirely. With a groan, she turned and pushed her way back into her dorm.

The library was busy throughout the day, for the most part, but as soon as the evening rolled around the building was deserted. That's why she hadn't worried about hiding from anyone when she raced inside. Her hair was sort of wild looking after the run from her dorms. The librarian greeted her politely, calling out her name sweetly and offering her a piece of her favorite candy. A fond smile formed on her face as she stepped over to the counter and took the candy gently from the woman.

"How are you?" She asked the elderly woman with genuine interest. They knew each other pretty well after all her time spent in the library. The woman was nearing her sixties, had three dogs, two children, and five grandchildren. She had went to school at the very college she now works for. The woman was extremely sweet. She had always been there to listen to the girl when she needed her the most. Her favorite thing about the woman was the fact that she wasn't judge mental. While most laughed and taunted her for her love of books, the librarian understood. That's what had connected them.

"Forget me! I've seen you run in here before and it's only when something's bothering you. So, let's hear it. I need to know immediately," the librarian replied with a dismissive wave of her hand.

"It's nothing," the girl sighed, her hand reaching up to tuck a piece of hair behind her ear as she spoke. The librarian scoffed at her, shoving another piece of candy into her hand although she hadn't even unwrapped the first piece.

"It must be bad. Are those one kids still teasing you?-" the librarian paused as she spoke, leaning forward to get closer to the girl. She looked both left and right, as if to make sure no one else was listening, before she finished speaking, "because if they are I'll kick their asses. You know I will."

The girl couldn't help but laugh. Her cheeks flushed at the woman's words. It was nice to have someone be so willing to defend her. She could remember the numerous times the old woman had swooped in when a group of students had been harassing her. The image of the books 'accidentally' colliding with the back of their heads was one she would never erase from her memory.

"No, no. Things are... as usual in that area of my life," she assured the woman in a quiet voice. She glanced down at the candies in her hand and then over her shoulder at the same spot she had discovered the boy who had haunted her thoughts. She gave another sigh before she turned around and met the librarian's eyes.

"It's just," she paused, not knowing what to say, before she continued, "I recently met this boy - well, I didn't exactly meet him. I don't even know his name, even thought we have a class together, but I can't get him out of my head. It's like every time I try to focus on something important, he's there, and when I'm not focusing on anything at all, he's there."

"Have you tried talking to him?" The librarian asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Of course not. Everyone on this campus thinks I'm some kind of joke," she replied bitterly.

"I don't. You're too scared, child. What you need to do is get over it and talk to him. How are you supposed to get in his pants if you don't even talk to him?" The old woman asked her as if scolding her child. The girl gasped in disbelief before she began to laugh. They laughed together, until the sound of a phone ringing filled the air. It was the library's phone. She watched as her old friend held up a finger and picked up the phone. It was when the woman greeted her wife that she decided to roam the countless isles of books to give her some privacy.

She glanced at the area where she had encountered the boy first and decided she wanted to stay away from there. If she was going to get him off her mind, she needed to avoid all reminders of him. Her fingers wrapped around the candies in her hand before she stuffed her hand in her coat pocket. She turned to the comics, which were located just a few feet away from the front desk, and began to scan through the Marvel section. Her fingertips had just skimmed over the cover of a Spiderman comic when someone cleared their throat from behind her. She immediately lowered her hand as she turned in the direction.

Her heart dropped into her stomach when she saw his eyes staring back at her from the shelf behind her. He had pushed a few comics out of the way to look at her through his makeshift window. There was a small smile on his face as he let his eyes rake over her surprised features.

"Hi," he greeted her. It was only one word, but it was enough to make her heart start running a marathon.

"Hi," she breathed out. She was surprised she had managed to speak at all.

"I, um, heard your conversation with Tara earlier," he confessed with rosy cheeks. The girl's eyebrows shot up. He knew Tara by her name? How much time did he spend in the library?

"Oh... sorry about that. I didn't-"

"Oh no, it's fine, really. I just wanted to let you know that I don't think you're a joke," he assured her. She took a step forward, coming closer to his little window.

"Thanks," she told him with a smile. His small smile blossomed at the sight.

"You know, if you end up making a move on that guy and he thinks you're a joke - I'll kick his ass for you," the boy told her with full confidence in his voice. She laughed, her heartbeat fluttering.

That was how the two became friends. The girl learned the boy's name was Haechan. He was the same age as her, majoring in accounting at his father's request, and he spent as much time in the library as she did. He revealed that he had seen her in the library a hundred times, but she had never looked up from a book long enough to see him. The revelation had made her flush with embarrassment.

Her plan to avoid the boy had went straight out of the window. She had moved seats in class to sit next to him. He distracted her from her schoolwork and she allowed him to. She wondered if he had noticed the strange looks he had received when the pair walked around campus together. If he did, he hadn't let it bother him a bit.

A month passed and the feeling she had met the day she discovered Haechan had only amplified. The very thought of him had goosebumps crawling across her skin and her heartbeat would quicken. She lost sleep many nights, trying to convince herself to tell him. All she wanted was for him to know. She was too scared to tell him, afraid he would leave her behind in the dust once he realized the infamous bookworm felt anything but friendly feelings towards him.

"If you don't want to major in accounting, what do you want to major in?" She asked him one day when they sat together in the library. They were hidden away in a dark corner of the room, watching a show on Netflix instead of studying like they had agreed to do. The boy looked up and met her eyes. She could see the frustration he felt from the conflict swimming in his dark orbs.

"You'll laugh," he told her. She frowned.

"Of course I won't," she argued. There was a brief moment of silence before he revealed that he wanted to major in music.

"Music?" She had repeated in surprise. She could see many things for Haechan wanting to major in, but music had never crossed her mind.

"Yes, music. I know it's kind of lame-"

"It's not lame. That's awesome. I didn't know you were into making music," she interrupted him. He stared at her quietly after this, a small smile forming on his face slowly. Suddenly, he sat up straighter and lowered his phone from their view.

"What happened to that boy you couldn't get off of your mind? You never told me," he asked her softly. She felt her shoulders tense up at the question. Every part of her mind was screaming 'run', but she couldn't move. His stare had her locked in her seat.

"Y-you don't want to know," she stuttered out. He raised an eyebrow challengingly.

"Oh yeah? If I didn't I wouldn't have asked," He sassed.

"You'll laugh," she echoed his words from earlier. This time, he frowned.

"When have I ever laughed at you?" He questioned her. She scoffed playfully at this.

"Well, there was the time I fell in class and you laughed - with everyone else. Then there was that one time I spilled that milkshake all over me and you didn't stop laughing. Oh! What about that one time that I accidentally sent a book through the washer and cried? You made fun of me for a week," She rambled nervously. Haechan laughed this time.

"Okay, okay. But those were funny things! This is a serious topic," he argued. She sighed, glancing away for a moment at the stairs leading down and towards the exit. If she ran now, she was sure he wouldn't be able to catch her. She let her eyes flicker back over to Haechan, who watched her with soft eyes. She let her eyes scan over his features, starting with those perfect eyebrows of his and descending down to his plump, pink lips.

Suddenly, it was like she was no longer in control of her body. She stood from her seat, ignoring the way the book in her lap crashed against the floor. She had first thought she was going to actually run, and so did Haechan from his startled expression. He was just about to tell her to sit back down, that she didn't have to tell her if she wasn't ready to, but she had leaned over and pushed him back in his seat. He could usually talk for days, but here he sat silent and unable to form a word. He watched as the girl straddled his lap. His heartbeat was beating so fast that he was worried he'd have a heart attack right there in the library. His eyes were focused on the girl's lips. They came closer and closer until his lips were met with the soft skin of her own lips.

She didn't know where her confidence had come from. It was as if a demon had possessed her body and finally gave her everything she wanted. Her hands ran along the skin of Haechan's neck until she was met with his soft hair. She let her hands tangle in it, tugging at it gently as she continued to kiss him passionately. Haechan, to her surprise, was responding. His hands had sat in the air for a few seconds before he found himself holding onto her hips for stability. He was surprised by her sudden rush of confidence, too. For months he had thought about kissing her, but he could never find it in him to actually comply with his own wishes. Now he had her in his lap with his lips pressed against hers and he regretted every second that he let pass by without acting upon his urges.

They parted after a moment, their breathing heavy and their hearts going wild. Their eyes were locked - neither of them wavering, until the girl realized what she had just done. A small gasp left her parted lips as she quickly brought her hands away from Haechan's hair to cover her mouth in shock. She couldn't believe what she had just done.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry. I-I didn't think I would do that. Oh god, I'm still sitting in your lap. Please just forget this happened. I don't want to lose you," she spoke in a hushed, frantic tone as her hands came to sit on her flushed cheeks. Haechan's hands moved from her hips, reminding her momentarily that they had been there, and then his fingers wrapped around her wrists gently.

"Hey, I don't want to forget. You're not that bad at kissing, you know?" He attempted to joke, but when he seen that this had only caused her more stress he found himself sighing softly.

"I have feelings for you," he blurted out when he realized he wasn't going to be able to joke around. He watched as the girl's eyes widened in surprise. She stared down at him in disbelief before a small laugh slipped from between her lips. Haechan frowned. Was she laughing at him?

"That's the best news I've ever received. Haechan, the boy was you," she confessed as her hands fell from her face, taking Haechan's with them, and rested in her lap.

"I'm the boy you couldn't get out of your head?" He asked in surprise.

"Yes! I saw you in the library one day and then you wouldn't get out of my head. It might have been easier if you hadn't been wearing this stupid jacket of yours," she told him lightly as she nodded down to the leather jacket he wore. He furrowed his eyebrows as he glanced down at it.

"What's wrong with the jacket?" He asked her.

"It makes you look too pretty," she explained. Then, there was a smug smile on the boy's face.

"You think I'm pretty?" He teased her. She grew pinker in the face and Haechan couldn't resist any longer. He leaned up and pressed a short, sweet kiss to her lips.

"I think you're pretty, too," he revealed when he pulled away. The smile that formed on her face made his heart swell with joy. The school's bookworm had finally found her favorite story.

a/n : hi!! i felt bad about updating The New King so late and i’ve really been in my feels over haechan lately, so here’s a little something for you all! i probably won’t add another part for this unless someone asks me to, but i hope you enjoy it! thanks for reading ☺︎

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