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[dyaddyissues]

"you've reached kylo ren. leave a message. or don't."

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[dyaddyissues]

Is it now? Surely you told them that it is much more than that, rather than letting them retain such a simplistic idea of it?

[ is he teasing her, perhaps. ]

At this current moment or do I trust you in general? Because you might find those answers differ from one another.

[jedied]

ofc i did

don't want them to accidentally the dark side now do i

[ who taught her texting abbreviations and memes? it's a mystery! ]

YEAH WELL

i trust you

[dyaddyissues]

What does ofc mean.

[ the '...' of him typing appears and disappears as he reels in that revelation for a moment. if she were not super drunk she might feel some kind of Something through the bond. ]

You do?

[jedied]

of course

[ it's an answer to both things at once! ]

i told you before, didn't i?

[dyaddyissues]

I see.

[ in this thread: grandpa learns text speech ]

Yes, I suppose you did.

I trust you too, you know. Just not when you're drunk on Hell juice.

[jedied]

[ omg kylo learn2text ]

not DRUNK

if i were drunk i would be YELLING AT YOU

& im not

i just wanted to SAY HI

i like you

[dyaddyissues]

[ he doesn't like texting okay, he prefers face to face conversation!!! ]

You could be yelling at me for all I know, we aren't speaking in person. Text is normally left up to interpretation.

[ she's probably not going to remember this tomorrow or maybe doesn't realize she's saying it, but.

oh ]

You'd be the first, maybe second person to feel that way. It might be a surprise to know that I don't really set out to be liked.

[ he also is very bad at taking comments like that. friends? are a mystery to him. ]

[jedied]

[ so does Rey, but the door is all the way over theeeeeeeeeere!!!! ]

i'm not yelling

i'm not surprised

you can be an ass




you could come over here if you want

[dyaddyissues]

That's one way of putting it.

As long as I'm not expected to drink the Hell juice.

[ either way there's maybe about a minute before he's at her door, wearing a black robe and matching sleep pants because he's an old man who'd been getting ready for bed.

knock? don't knock?

he knocks to announce himself and enters without waiting for invitation. ]

[jedied]

[ Thank the Force; Rey is only spelling as well as she is out of sheer stubbornness. By the time he gets to her she's tossed her phone somewhere and is sprawled on her back lying sideways across the bed, her feet dangling off one end and her head off the other. She's looking at things upside-down when Kylo walks in. Therefore he, too, is upside-down. It's hilarious. It takes her a few seconds to sit up and stop giggling. ]

You're no fun. This is much better than the time I got drunk on purpose!

[ Ask her how she feels about it in the morning. Either way, she scoots over so he can sit next to her and looks at him expectantly if that indication that he's welcome was at all unclear. ]

[dyaddyissues]

[ The scene is not one he would have ever thought to envision, but it pulls at him. Kylo isn't sure he's ever seen Rey look so carefree and open and relaxed, even if it is in part to whatever drink she'd had before he got here.

It's useless to dwell on what-ifs, and yet for a moment he has to wonder what her life would be like, untouched by the Force or with a family of her own. It goes the way of his own thoughts, the ones where he'd dreamed of a normal upbringing. ]

You say that now, but wait till tomorrow morning. I'm not holding your hair back while you puke.

[ She scoots over, and he sits down next to her, still and perched on the edge of the bed, hands in his lap.

So.... with a wave of his hand, he's pulled the bottle of her drink to him and gives it a sniff. ]

[jedied]

[ She wrinkles her nose at him. How dare he insinuate that she can't handle her liquor? Is it because she entirely cannot, due to only having ever consumed the stuff twice? Surely not. ]

Rude. No one asked you to.

[ As long as you're not three roommates banging on the bathroom door while she's trying to be sick in peace, you're still an improvement over the last time.

She raises an eyebrow at his retrieval of the bottle directly after his judgmental commentary. It's... definitely either hell juice or at the very least some concoction that's violently sweet, fizzy and blue-tinged to disguise just how strong it is. Rey really hadn't had very much of it, all things considered. She'd just enjoyed its novelty. ]

You could braid it for me again now? If you wanted.

[ Future Rey will probably thank him, and present Rey will fall asleep on him. Everyone wins. ]

[dyaddyissues]

Good. I'm glad we established that.

[ He doesn't particularly drink so how does he handle his own? It's a ~mystery~, and Kylo doesn't want to get hoped up on more weird Hell things or lose control of his body autonomy again. Not after what had happened with the Veiled Order.

Trust issues much.

The bottle is put back down on the table and he shrugs. It's not a skill he ever thought he'd have much use for, and yet here we are now. Rey often surprises him. ]

When you're more sober I'll teach you, so you'll be able to do it on your own. It's not as difficult as it looks.

[ Maybe you could even use him as a practice dummy. ]

Do you have a brush I could use?

[jedied]

[ You'd think Rey would have learned her lesson, but it had looked and smelled so tempting and had tasted delightful. She was being careful by coming back to her room with it instead of going wandering. What's the absolute worst that could happen, especially with Kylo here?

... don't answer that.

She flings a hand out in the direction of a small pile of things on her dresser and a brush floats over in response, dislodging some of said objects from atop it in the process. No one will ever accuse Rey of being neat, but she has a system.

She hands the brush over and shifts so she can sit in front of him. It's only a little bit clumsy; the room's not actually spinning too much. Right? ]

Thank you, Ben. I do appreciate it.

[ It's said with more clarity than she's felt up to now, a quietly sincere almost-sigh of a statement that she's glad she can't see his response to. It's more than she can bear sometimes; the glimpses of what could be between them if they'd just get past all the... everything. ]