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Surprise Stowaway
Kylo was pissed, how could he have been so stupid to fall for that old man's tricks and now it was too late for him to defeat and kill Skywalker because the man had died universes away from his illusion. He'd had to make a reluctant retreat and plan what to he was going do next, though honestly he had no idea. He'd taken over Snoke's ship and done what he wanted to achieve so far.
It's hard and confusing in that space between finishing something and trying to think of something new to do with your life.
He sighed, slamming his sabre handle down onto the table in irritation and dropping onto the bed in his room on the ship, arm over his eyes.
Drifting in an out of sleep he felt a presence as if he was being watched which made him instantly alert, hearing a creak at the corner of his room he leapt out of bed grabbing his sabre, pointing it towards the intruder.
Other than a tiny lamp by the door, the light from his sabre was the only thing that illuminated the room and the intruders face was revealed in a red glow showing a man he'd never thought he'd see again under a red hooded cloak.
He lightly gasped at the man, mouth opening and eyes widening, his heart speed up and chest fluttered.
He spoke in a gasp "Stiles?!"
The man looked up and smiled gently and eyes twinkling in the low light.
"Hi Kylo."
He dropped the initial fear on his face from having a lightsabre suddenly pointed at him.
Kylo turned off his sabre, dropping it and grabbing the man into a fierce hug, gripping round his shoulders tightly and pushing his chin onto his shoulder.
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Return
He couldn't believe he'd finally made it, since finding out Anohu no longer no longer delivered to the island and what had happened after he left, he thought he'd never be able to get back to Kylo.
It had taken him a couple of years to finish up helping his dad in Beacon Hills then to research a way to get a ship off the planet that could take him back. Also realising that Kylo was no longer on Ahch-To, had to find out his location.
He had met up on Earth with a number of people from various planets he's never heard of and finally hitched a ride to galaxy where he could buy an old little ship suitable for space travel *which he named Roscoe 2.0*.
Finally when he got a lock on Kylo in one location long enough for him to catch up he'd traveled there instantly. Upon seeing the giant ship under fire he waited behind a floating rock until the ships main defense guns were taken out and using his new cloaking snuck his small ship into the large ships cargo hold while the others were still too busy fighting each other to notice a rouge little vessel.
Reaching Kylos room on the ship he waited nervously, a subconscious part of him wondering if Kylo even wanted to see him again.
Hearing the door open he quickly hid in the corner of the room, heart beating out his chest and holding in a laugh when he saw Kylo stomp in and dramatically flop onto the bed in a childish huff. *he's clearly not changed a bit since they last saw each other*
Not thinking he stepped forward making the floor creak slightly. Jumped up slightly and gasped in shock as he suddenly found himself with a red lazer directed toward his face.
"Stiles?!" He heard,making him look up at the surprised face of Kylo.
Stiles smiled gently, so happy to see the man he kept in his heart again.
"Hi Kylo"
The red light disappeared and after hearing a light thud to the floor he found himself squashed into Kylo's body, arm gripping him tightly almost enough to make it hard to breathe.
"Nice to see you too" Stiles laughed, hugging him back just as tightly, both their faces scrunching slightly with emotion.
(not yet finished)