Multi-Fandom Imagines

Warmth(KyloRenxReader)

A/n: Hello everybody! Today is November 18, 2020. This is based off of a dream I had last night, as well as being VERY LOOSELY based off of my Kylo Ren x Reader story, Reality.

basically y/n crashed onto earth from starkiller base and nobody ever found her so she was forced to live as a normal human without her lover kylo. that is, until she goes to see a brand new play, and the characters are oddly familiar...

honestly the one thing that i VIVIDLY remember from the dream is that when kylo and i were hugging and kissing, he was warm. he was so warm it felt like a fire on a cold day. just anywhere he touched me i felt warm and really safe.

Y/n wraps herself in her coat tighter, shielding herself from the cooling winter air. I remember when the cold didn't bother me at all. It was always so cold on Starkiller, she thinks.

Crossing the street, she walks up and into to her local playhouse (theater is also called playhouse). Handing her information to the woman at the ticket stand, she observes the marquee. It's an odd, and almost poorly made poster advertising the new show. The characters oddly look like Kylo, Hux, Phasma, and the troopers... Y/n shakes the notion off immediately. 

Thanking the woman and taking her ticket, she walks into the large theater and finds her seat. Shrugging off her coat and sitting in the seat, she observes the stage. The set must be behind the curtain, because nothing is set out on the stage.

When Y/n crashed and realized she would have to adapt and learn these human's ways, she found that she had a passion for theater, and enjoyed acting in her local productions. She hadn't heard about auditions for this play, so she missed out on the opprotunity.

Soon enough, most of the seats are filled, the lights dim, and the curtains open. Y/n claps a hand over her mouth and she stifles a scream when she sees a mask she never thought she would see again.

On the stage is a poorly crafted replica of the bridge on Starkiller, along with a few familiar officers. Standing center stage is Kylo Ren and General Hux.

Phasma walks out and Y/n breaks out into a beam, biting her finger and jiggling her leg to keep from running on stage.

So she sits. And she watches the play in giddy silence. At the end, people leave, commenting at how oddly pleasant it actually was to watch.

Knowing this theater like the back of her hand, she climbs down the stairs and walks through the back hallway under the seats, waiting for everyone to leave. Soon, she hears the curtains open and she tenses, feeling Kylo's familiar Force signature.

fun fact: this is actually the theater that i perform at!! in the first picture, to the right, you see two hallways leading back to another hallway that stretches under the seats. thats where y/n is hiding

Stepping out into the hallway that leads back into the theater, Y/n stops when she sees a masked Kylo standing at the other end. Breaking out into the biggest smile ever, she sets off running down the hallway and jumps up into his arms, wrapping her legs around his large torso.

His gloved hands wrap around her waist and hold her securely against him. His soft sobs crackle out through the voice modificator.

Pulling away, Y/n reaches out and slowly removes his helmet. His black locks fall around his tear-stained face. She gives him a watery smile and kisses him passionately, meshing all of her love and lonliness into the kiss.

He puts her down gently and rests his forehead against hers, his tears rolling off his cheeks onto hers. "You came back," she whispers.

"Always," he replies, pulling her towards him again and hugging her tightly, kissing her occasionaly. They stand their in an embrace for the next five minutes, enjoying each others warmth.

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"So how long is the theater booked?" Y/n asks Phasma. Y/n is sitting behind Kylo, who's back is pressed in between her legs. Her arms are wrapped around his torso and her cheek is smushed against his back. She's refused to let go of him, for fear of being snatched away again.

"Three more weeks, Commander," she replies. 

Y/n sighs. "Honestly, I've missed you all so much, you can call me Y/n. I'd prefer it. Obviously, when we get back to base and when we're around the troopers, I'll be referred to as 'Commander', but when it's just us, there's no need for formalities."

Phasma nods, and Y/n senses her small smile from under her helmet.

Y/n closes her eyes and rests her head on Kylo's back, sighing happily. He looks at her from over his shoulder and smiles gently at her.

"I love you, Y/n."