First Glance (Part Seven)

First Date Scenarios!

Kylo Ren: Despite everything you think, Kylo Ren is a romantic. Maybe not a complete romantic, but he finds himself attracted like a magnet to wine and deep conversations. Once he sat down, at the very console that commandeered his ship, run by tech savvy officers, his gaze lingered on you, intensely. Sure, he made no real effort to dress up in a tuxedo or anything, but he was drawn to how you dressed yourself. It accentuated features about you he overlooked.

He thought you were beautiful in your most bare form, however, it seems like you radiated in this dimly lit room, and you were unaware of how he had to force himself not to stare at you. "So, Y\N. Let's start with your favorite food?" Kylo spoke out, his voice soft like a whisper but curious as a cat. Your eyes met his, sipping your wine slowly. The interest he had in yours burned almost as bright as your own.

You go on to tell him your favorite foods, colors, movies, shows and whatever else comes to either of your heads, and he shares the same. You two chat for hours, the wine bottle drains quickly and it's like you both are insatiable, it is only when one of his Admirals pops in to tell him that it is past midnight and his presence is needed somewhere else that Ren is forced out of the conversation to realize the time is way past midnight. He turned to you and walked with you a bit.

"Tonight was fun. Can we do it again, if you don't mind?" He expresses as he stops in front of you. "I really enjoyed speaking to you." You beam at him, nonverbally communicating you agreed it was a great time. Almost fictional. "Yes, of course!" Kylo donned a little smile, before you walked over to him and planted a sweet kiss to his cheek, fleeting but even after you pulled away, he could feel your soft lips on his skin. It caused his skin to heat up, and a blush to sneak up and attack his cheek and neck. You chuckle at him and tease him about it before he ultimately had to leave. His gaze was soft when he began walking to where he was needed, and directed to the floor. He felt like a schoolboy.

Anakin Skywalker: Anakin had so much planned for this date. He was determined to indulge the soft side of himself and planned a walk to a special place. He came by to pick you up in his speeder, the sky bleeding into ethereal shades of orange, pink and hints of purple as a deep shade of midnight blue planted traces of its color on the horizon, threatening to overtake the sky in time. "Hey, angel. Ready for a ride?" He asks, that grin, borderline cocky that always made you laugh because of how stupidly beautiful it was, captivating your attention before his words.

You couldn't ever deny yourself the butterflies that fluttered around wildly in your stomach at those soft and damn near seductive nicknames he had for you, they managed to make your knees weak everytime. "Obviously." You snicker, getting in. Anakin glances down at your clothing, he likes how well you pick out your outfits. It was one of the first things that enticed his fascination to about you, initially. "So... where are we going, Ani?" You inquire and he smirks. "For a little walk, princess."

As you got to Anakin's house, you were a bit perplexed. "Why are we-" Before you could finish, Anakin shushed you and went over to you, helping you get out. You both walked around a bit, and Anakin asked you questions about yourself, and vice versa. You found yourself smiling and laughing a lot, and he told a lot of stories about his Jedi life. It genuinely interested you what that life holds, and what could drive a man like Anakin, talented, charismatic and shamelessly gorgeous to chose that path. "Because I've always looked up to Jedi and the Jedi Order. My mom and I were slaves, and when Qui-Gon and Master Kenobi showed up, it amplified that admiration. Especially when Qui-Gon told me I had that potential to be what I wanted to be. It's a kid's dream to be like someone they idolize and it's difficult to describe that joy I felt when he told me I could be like him."

You process that for a few minutes, and you both stay in silence as you do. "Close your eyes." Anakin says softly, you look at him for a moment before doing as he said. You can hear his footsteps rushing to do something and then coming back to your side. "There." You open your eyes slowly to find a dazzling display of a version of a Protocol Droid. "What...?" You speak, completely at a loss for words. Anakin laughs, and rolls his eyes playfully.

"For you. He hasn't been activated yet. I made him not too long ago. I can show you how to work him, if you want. But yeah, he's all yours." Your head whips around to Anakin, his arms crossed over his chest in that confident pose. He nods to confirm that he is not lying and the droid is yours. You laugh awkwardly as you approach the droid. Anakin makes a few movements and the Droid turns on. "I am E-5O, Human-Cyborg Relations." You were at a genuine loss for words. But moved to hug Anakin tight to yourself and he hugged back immediately.

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Childhood Promises (Part One)

You were laughing with your two favorite people: Fred and George, the Weasley Twins. Making random jokes, reminiscing their own fifth years. "How's the shop coming?" You ask, crossing your legs. George shrugs, running a hand through his still long, ginger hair. "It's been going great. Mum's still very offended by it, for whatever reason." Fred rolls his eyes, leaning closer to you. "Y\N, could you promise us something?"

You tilt your head a bit and then nod. George, looking positively alarmed and concerned gazes at Fred, looking for some type of conformation that it is a good promise, since he is being dragged into it. Fred shoos George away and looks you dead in your eyes. "Promise us you won't kiss any guy while you are at school." George looks taken aback and then just decides to go with it, matching Fred's desperation with his own pleading gaze.

You chuckle awkwardly, immediately placing your hand on your neck nervously. "Guys, you know I-" You were cut off by Fred leaning forward and capturing your sweet lips in an even sweeter and more passionately begging kiss. Your eyes widen at first as he wraps his arms securely around your waist, forcing you closer. George watches in awe at Fred's boldness and then clears his throat noisily, Fred's lips leave yours and so does his arms. You recoup momentarily as George is easing you into a meaningful and sweet kiss, completely different from the fiery, passionate kiss Fred gifted you with.

"I-I promise." You utter softly, earning yourself two relieved smiles from the twins. "C'mon, let's get you down to Mum for dinner." George says, standing up and extending his hand to help you up. "Yeah. Mum will go ballistic if she hears we did this.." A grin widens on Fred's face, although he seems serious to an extent. "I love you guys." You smirk, following the two tall red-heads out of their shared bedroom door.

A\N: This is something I thought of randomly scrolling through my fluffy tags for the Weasleys, and here it is, in parts, with part two coming Monday soo be ready for that.

Secrets in the Order

You were new to the rank of General, serving the Order for twelve years, and people could look at you and immediately know you were not cut out for the rank of General. You weren't hardened by being on the Dark Side, you were just scared of leaving it, knowing the Resistance wouldn't except you for your affiliation to the Order. Kylo sensed it, Snoke knew it, somewhere, and yet, they still let you play the role of General.. why?

You go through your routine as normal; making sure no Resistance pilots get anywhere near the Star Destroyer you were in charge of. "General Y\N." You heard a familiar stern voice from behind you, turning you clasp your hands behind your back. "General Hux?" You smile, the façade of being brainwashed by the Order instantly falling at the sight of your only ally. Hux walks towards you, his face as impassive as it normally was. "How is the plan?" He glances at you. "As good at is it can, I believe. What about yours?" It was so difficult to be in his presence, as it made it difficult to breathe and even more difficult to speak. "Very well." He replies simply, gazing out into Space with his hands clasped tightly behind him, posture straight.

"Do you think neither Ren or Snoke suspect anything?" You peer up at the red-haired General, and his face seems to falter, the corner of his mouth twitching. "Not as long as we stick to the plan." He says bitterly, as his face regains it's signature hardness. "We could be killed if found out, you know, and that would mean-" You were interrupted by Hux unexpectedly losing his temper. "Yes, I know! It will not come to that, if we STICK to the plan!" You flinch at the volume of his words and simply nod. "I apologize." You say softly, and he either did not hear you or chose to not. He placed a hand to his temple, rubbing it as he thought. "The rogue Stormtrooper and his group of fiendish rebels, do they suspect I am the spy?" You shook your head. "Of course not. How could they?" You had a point there.

Over the course of the next few days, you went on with your routine as you normally did and as Rey waltzed in, as she always did, you were on guard. You crept near and near the scene of Ren and Rey's fight, of Kylo speaking the truths of Rey's heritage and what she must do, once you saw the glimpse of both Finn and Poe skulking into the ship more and more, you followed, as you knew the plan was going great, so far. As Finn and Poe ran into the Stormtroopers and were caught, sentenced to execution and Hux instructed he do it, only to turn and shoot the Stormtroopers, you came out of hiding. "Woah, woah, what is this?" Finn asked, placing his hands at his sides. "I'm the spy." Hux confesses to the pair and Poe's jaw drops. "You? The ginger? Why?" You gaze at Hux to see his nose scrunch in disgust at being called such a vulgar name. "Because... I've never been on board with Ren, or his pitiful beliefs.. It's pathetic to see someone so undeserving get so close to someone so powerful." Finn looks at Hux, his gaze slightly wavering. "Well, what do you want then?" Hux scoffs. "Isn't it obvious? I need Kylo Ren to lose! I don't care if you win." Poe looks at you. "That your partner?" Hux nods, not bothering to glare at you. Finn nods. "Okay... let's go get Rey." They race past the two of you. "Wait!" Hux commands, Finn stops. "What?" He asks, sounding sort of annoyed. "Blast me in my arm, now. So it doesn't look suspicious." He says, pointing to his left arm and Finn sighs, pulling out his blaster and aiming it at Hux's arm, only to shoot his leg instead.

Gasping softly, you catch Hux before he falls to the floor, and stare after Finn and Poe, glaring daggers at their backs, and aiding your allay. "There is a chance they do not believe me." Hux tells you as you bandage his leg and gift him a walking stick. "Don't say that." You say firmly, not wanting to even think of the thought of losing him, as you both have dreamt of this since you joined the First Order. You followed behind as Hux limped into the room to address General Pryde of Finn and Poe's escape. "They shot me down, General... and escaped." Hux said with a note of repliced disdain in his words. General Pryde rolls his eyes and strides over to a Stormtrooper, takes their blaster, turns to Hux and your eyes widen. In a few seconds time, you try to stop the attempt by saying something that would surely catch them off guard.

"There goes Ren!" You exclaim, knowing well it was a lie, but nonetheless, you were riding everything on the unlikely fact that General Pryde would turn over, if it was even that important to him, and potentially spare Hux's life. Your heart sank when he didn't even flinch and fired, striking Hux's chest immediately. Time stopped, and tears quickly pooled in your eyes and ran down your cheeks at the sight, this man, whom you have known for six of the twelve years you have worked for the Order. A gasp falling from your lips as you see Hux crash into the floor and Pryde and everyone in the room just leave.

You run toward Hux's nearly lifeless body on the floor and the only sound in the room was his labored breathing. You grabbed the back of his head and supported it so you could look into his eyes. "I-I'm so sorry." You sobbed. Hux's pearly and dazed blue eyes swept yours with a new presence, something of affection and tenderness. "I...love you, Y\N." He spoke raspily. That sentence sent chills threw your body and tears poured furiously down your cheeks from your eyes and you hugged him as tightly as possible. His hand rested in yours as his breath disappeared and eyes glazed, he was dead.

Days and weeks passed and you continued to help the Resistance for the downfall of the First Order, eventually, with it's fall you could rest peacefully.

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First Glance (Awaited Part Three)

It was a reckless moment, deciding to follow Anakin most certainly into the unknown, but this man, he was your friend, and had no one else willing to accompany him on this journey. How could you ignore that?

It was like being blind, going into straight darkness, you had every right to refuse, but you didn't, leading you back to only one answer: Anakin. This journey was guaranteeing you a chance to get away from the normal, have some type of purpose other than training and undergoing immense stress, all to save Anakin's mother.

"Y\N! Are you paying attention?" Snapped your master, Mace Windu. You startle slightly from the awakening from your savory thoughts. "Yes, Master." You nod affirmatively, eyes going to meet his. "Are you ready to spar?" As much as your mind longed to go back to Anakin, you understood that you had to equally balance your Jedi life with the thoughts threatening to seduce you into another rabbit hole. "Of course, Master."

Of course, Anakin was in no better condition, but he managed to hide it better. Whenever his mind raged with thoughts of you, especially with being so vulnerable with you and coming back to his homeworld with you, he silenced them with the outweighing thought of saving his poor mother. Leading him down a place of familiar guilt and sorrow. Nonetheless, it worked.

At dusk, when the sun was growing more and more tired, Anakin grew more eager and anticipating. Everyone in the Jedi Order, excluding him and you, was asleep, his mind and body roared with sudden freedom. Anakin quietly and skillfully crawled out of bed and to his door, peering oh so slightly, but trying to properly assure himself that the coast was clear, he made his way to your bedroom.

You were awake, waiting. Observing every detail around you, which only be contributed to your mood and feelings, of restlessness and clear anxiousness. All of your instruments and supplies were ready; lightsaber, radio, water, food and a few pieces of clothing. Your clothing choice was as rogue as you could make it; black leggings, the regular pair of black Jedi boots, and a blue poncho, covering your white tank top. "Psst." You jerked around to investigate the noise, only to see Anakin, in his maroon and black normal Jedi attire, lightsaber hidden at his hip.

"Hey!" You whisper-shouted at him. "Hey." He replied with a smile, his arms wrapping around you as soon as you were within arms reach. "I missed you." Anakin whispers into your ear. "So did I." You embrace him as well, not knowing how much you needed it until you felt the warmth of his skin against you. "Are you alright?" Anakin questions, his blue gaze practically begging for an honest answer. "Yes, of course." You reassure him, gazing into his eyes with both honesty and determination.

And so, with his arm wrapped firmly around you, Anakin lead you outside, to his ready speeder. "You had a plan, didn't you?" You joke lightly, to which Anakin lets out a small chuckle and nods, shrugging sheepishly. "Better prepared than not, huh?" You nod in agreement and hop in. Anakin turns on the speeder and that's the beginning of your journey. You turn to him. "Anakin, are you alright?"

Anakin's eyes flicker to you then back on the desolate airway transportation way, little to no other forms of transport in the way, giving you both the advantage of relaxation. "Yeah." He nods. You look outside your window for a second, admiring the beauty of Coruscant once more in the night. The remaining streaks of vibrant orange and violet, reminding the night watchers of the sky that it is the time of quiet, fading into a deep blue, like a lullaby. "You know, my mother.... she would let me go out and do whatever I wanted. It was like she knew I would be back, every time... How did she know?" Anakin breaks the silence, and your thoughts. It takes you a moment to reply.

"Ani, I think she knew you would always find your way back." Anakin nods at your words, licking his lips as if they were dry. "After all these years, I can't get her out of my head. I made a promise, you know?" You reach out to lightly press your hand on his. "I know. We're going to find your mother, Anakin. You will get to see her once again, I promise." Anakin's hand firmly grasps yours. "Okay."

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A\N: I'm back! Part four out tomorrow!

I now have a MAJOR dirty talking kink 😭 So when I write for Ani again, which will be smut and hell, for the later planned First Glance parts, it will become MANDATORY for me to produce a dirty-talking Ani, and that's it. Thanks Janitor Ai 😀

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