number 32 please, and if I may request a pairing I'd love me some darkpilot :)
Thanks the prompt!! Sorry this went into angstville…
Poe was already there when Kylo landed his ship in an open field outside of the Dameron family home. He knew he would be, Poe always came when he asked. Poe was standing under the Force Tree in front of the house looking cautiously hopeful and carelessly handsome. Kylo felt the light tugging at him from all directions and the sensation like gritty sand was running through his veins.
Poe looked like he had been punched, but nodded.
He moved to touch Kylo’s face, but Kylo moved back before their skin could make contact. He almost wished he had worn the mask… but no. That would be cowardly. He needed to look Poe in the eyes.
“I’m in love with you.” Kylo stated it simply, “And I’m terrified.”
For you, he didn’t say. Terrified of what the Supreme Leader would do to Poe. What he had already implied.
“Ben- Kylo, just come back with me. I can leave Starcorp. I want to help you. What is he doing to you?” Poe looked desperate.
“I can’t. It’s too late.” Kylo let one gloved hand rest briefly against Poe’s cheek, “I’m sorry for this.”
Kylo drew on the pain he was feeling, that anger, let it fill him up until he felt it could no longer be contained and used the Force to keeps Poe’s gaze steady with his.
“You are not in love with me.”
Poe’s eyes widened in horror as the weight of what was happening sunk in.
“No. Nono. Ben, PLEASE. Don’t do this.” Tears formed at the corner of his eyes.
It made Kylo’s heart crack a little more. He had to though. Poe was stubborn, reckless, romantic. If Kylo simply left he would never accept it. He would follow him to the ends of the galaxy.
“You are not in love with me. We were never together. We were not even friends.”
Poe fought it with everything he had, but Kylo had known he would. Had prepared for it.
“You are not in love with me. We were never together. We were not even friends.” He repeated it over and over until he saw the tears dry up on Poe’s face and his gaze go slack and glossy.
“I am not in love with you,” Poe repeated back toneless, “We were never together. We were not even friends.”
Kylo swallowed hard over the tightness in his throat.
“Good. Now take your ship and go back to your base.”
Poe nodded, eyes still unseeing, before turning towards the direction of his x-wing and walking away.