[ Careful, says his tone. Hux's hair is damp and his shoulders are bare. This is because a giant toddler threatened to come and get him directly, which Hux isn't entirely sure he wouldn't.
He radiates the kind of patience that only his job has made the norm. ] I was in the fresher, calm yourself.
[ Setting the comm on a shelf, he tugs on a soft robe (they definitely didn't have ones that luxurious on the Finalizer, someone has been splashing out with his new credits) and starts running an oil through his hair. Ren can fucking well have this conversation as Hux finishes what he was doing, the impatient child. ]
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[ Careful, says his tone. Hux's hair is damp and his shoulders are bare. This is because a giant toddler threatened to come and get him directly, which Hux isn't entirely sure he wouldn't.
He radiates the kind of patience that only his job has made the norm. ] I was in the fresher, calm yourself.
[ Setting the comm on a shelf, he tugs on a soft robe (they definitely didn't have ones that luxurious on the Finalizer, someone has been splashing out with his new credits) and starts running an oil through his hair. Ren can fucking well have this conversation as Hux finishes what he was doing, the impatient child. ]
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