When we stepped out of the warm base, the cold air hit me. Which shouldn't be a surprise, since snow was falling down the heavens.
Aside from the cold the forest was very beautiful.
I didn't say anything, trying to hide the fact that my teeth would chatter if I did.
In vain.
"You're cold."
I looked up at Matt, smiling sheepishly. "Perhaps I should have brought something warmer."
Before I could protest, Matt had already taken his cloak off, wrapping it around me.
I inhaled its scent -leather, spice, and a slight hint of burned electronics- and felt how the warmth embraced me. I allowed myself to enjoy it before protesting. "But Matt, won't you get cold?"
Instead of answering, he placed his arm around me and pulled me close.
"Now I won't."
I kissed him on his jaw before we continued.
To be honest, it felt very exhilarating to wear Kylo Ren's cloak. I don't think anyone else, but Matt, could say that they have ever worn the dark knight's cloak.
It gave me a certain confidence, which I, of course, had to mock.
I escaped from Matt's hold and took a sword-like branch. I pulled the hood over my head and swirled dangerously with the branch, as if it was a lightsaber. "Beware, for I am the fearsome Kylo Ren."
I imitated some 'lightsaber' moves I saw Matt do last time, with the real saber.
Matt looked amused, he raised an eyebrow.
"Come on Matt, join me, be Skywalker or something," I pleaded.
I got distracted by a rustle in the bushes, when Matt almost struck me with a 'lightsaber' of his own, one of which I hadn't seen him pick up from the ground.
"The real Kylo Ren would never get distracted, let alone plead," teased Matt.
I blocked some of his hits, and even tried to attack him myself. But he was surprisingly good... irritatingly good. "Come on..." I was focused on attempting to win. I tried some new things, even making a swirl with my body before hitting.
It was frustrating how Matt easily ánd gracefully blocked all of my blows.
"Why are you so damn good at this..."
Matt seemed to be a different person while being focused on our 'lightsaber battle'. A confident smirk played on his lips, his eyes on fire. The bastard even dared to enjoy himself.
I started to walk backwards because of the strength Matt was using in his hits.
It was getting harder and harder to block them.
I was so concentrated that I didn't notice how I had stepped on by snow covered ice. I slipped and fell forwards, taking Matt with me in my fall. I fell on top of him, him breaking my fall.
"The real Skywalker would never let anyone fall on top of them," I teased.
My body levitated above his chest, using my arms to support myself.
"Luckily I'm not Skywalker." Matt took the hood off my head, while pulling me close, which made me drop on his chest.
He smiled one of his unique, adorable smiles before bowing his head towards mine, as I did the same, our lips met mid air.
"I think Kylo Ren has won." I smirked after retreating my lips.
"I wouldn't be so sure if I were you." With his arms around my back, Matt rolled over. Which made us switch places, him on top of me.
"I never knew Skywalker was such a good kisser," I mocked.
"Shut up with that Skywalker of yours." He silenced me by pressing his mouth on mine, grinning naughtily against my lips.
I looked at his glasses, which were once again crooked on his nose.
I always loved the way Matt struggled with his glasses, since Matt seemed like he couldn't 'handle' them. Yet there was one thing even more untameable, his curly, blond hair. Which was currently covered with little snowflakes.
But I didn't allow him to win, it was my turn to roll over. Me on top of him again. "Kylo Ren always gets what he wants."
(Y/n) didn't know how paradoxically that sounded to Kylo.
The closer he got with (Y/n) the harder it got. It felt wrong to lie to someone so precious, someone who knew more about him than most people did.
Yet he hadn't confided her his biggest secret. He wanted to tell her, he wished he could tell her the truth, but he just couldn't.
Kylo always appeared to be certain of everything, to be confident. He had, however, more insecurities than most people were aware of. And it were those insecurities that didn't allow him to tell her the truth.
(Y/n) saw the sudden doubt in Matt's eyes and stood up, coming back to reality. She tried to wipe the bright snow off the woolly, black cloak. "We should go back, I don't think Kylo would like his cloak to be white." She held out her hand and helped Matt up.
"That's probably for the best," Matt mumbled, still taken by his previous concerns.
Yet, he did master his thoughts enough to pull (Y/n) against him once again, as they walked back towards the warm shelter of the base.