"Y/N" Kylo yelled looking for you in his room. 

He was running through the hallways needing to find you. After you left training last night he realized what he had done. He hated hurting you and he often found that his judgement was clouded after dealing with General Hux.

Meanwhile you were standing in your bathroom looking in the mirror at yourself. You admitted to yourself that you looked terrible. You were worn out after all of the hand to hand combat training and not to mention knife throwing. 

You tore your gaze from the mirror turning on the sink faucet to wash your face and a few small cuts on your left arm. They weren't too deep but still stung. You poured a little alcohol on a rag but hesitated before cleaning them because it was going to sting and you absolutely hated it.

"Y/N" Kylo yelled again outraged at himself.

You heard him that time he was in the hallway connected to your room. Placing the rag on the counter not wanting to clean your cuts anymore. You walked over to the door and opened it calmly. Compared to him you were extremely peaceful and he fell to his knees. You kneeled down grasping his shoulders with your palms reassuring him that everything was fine. 

"Y/N" he repeated quieter to himself so that it was barely audible now. 

"Yes" You whispered sitting back on your thighs so that you were below him looking up to his face which was covered in tears. 

"I'm so" he stopped and choked on a few more tears

"sorry" he finished letting out a gasp of air.

You stayed silent and sat in front of him wide eyed as calm as could be. Sometimes you found that you were afraid of him because he had hurt you before and he had regretted many tough training sessions but this was the first time he was vocal about it. You two sat there in the middle of the hallway at your door in silence for a few minutes. Until he finally found the courage to look up at you. His eyes were reddened from the recent events and his hair was a mess but you didn't care. 

"Are you Ok" you asked sincerely.

He furrowed his brows in utter confusion as though you had just asked him for his light saber. He adjusted his position to sit back on his thighs as well.

"I should be asking you that" He said fixing his hair and wiping his face.

"However, I'm not the one having a mental break down in the middle of a hallway" you smiled trying to lighten the mood and to your surprise he laughed.

"Can I come in" he asked.

"I Suppose" you replied happily while standing up and offering him your hand. Which he took hesitatingly, but before releasing your hand he pivoted it so that the cuts were visible to him now. He looked to you without letting go with a irritated expression. You realized he was about to protest or apologize again and wanted neither of those things especially in the hallway. Therefore, quickly reassured him that it was nothing.

"Just a scratch" you joked.

"Let me clean this up" he said looking back to your wrist in disapproval.

"Its fine Ren, really" You smiled.

"Really" He replied leading you to the bathroom where you had already prepared to cleanse the cuts. He looked to the mirror and saw his disheveled features but kept focused on you. Moving his gaze to the sink where the alcohol was open. He picked up the bottle and looked to your eyes to see if you were about to protest but was surprised you weren't. He understood that you hadn't done this yet and knew this would sting. He grasped your wrist a little tighter turning it over again to see the cuts and brought the alcohol over pouring a bit onto the wounds. 

You dropped to the floor silently clenching your jaw with Kylo by your side. He didn't let go because he wanted to be with you when you were healing. Since he was the one who inflicted the pain he wanted to be at your side to resolve it as well. He sat next to you on the bathroom floor checking that you were ok every few minutes while keeping your arm in his lap so that you couldn't run from him or even leave his side.

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