ALSO OHHOHO maybe I’d be a few days/weeks later, many sex marathons later, and Kylo would be laying next to LB, on the other side of Wren, who’s fast asleep, and he’s looking at her so softly, so tenderly... then he looks at LB: “She’s perfect,” he whispers. “We made perfection. You made perfection.” Then he skims his fingers across LBs cheek, “Wouldn’t expect anything else from my little bird .”
ANYWAYS...... IM CRYING
OHHHH MY GOD... what the fuck. bro... what the fuck bro? the way he’s so emotionally stunted w/ it comes to dealing with his daughter but does shit like CONSTANTLY carry her around like she’s just attached to him... ToT









