Ren says nothing. Hux opens his mouth to tell him to leave if he’s going to be such awful company, but then something drips between them. Hux blinks, looks down, and sees the black-red color of blood on the floor. He steps back.
“Shit, Ren, you’re bleeding.”
He looks up but can’t quite tell where it’s coming from—the shoulder, maybe, dripping down his arm. Ren doesn’t seem at all concerned.
“You imbecile,” Hux says. “You’re injured. Go to the medbay. Why are you standing here bleeding out?”
“I wanted to look at the stars,” Ren says.
ssOOOOOO it was @stereobone‘s birthday yesterday and i wanted to draw a scene from their lovely fic, take our hands out of control :^) it is a wonderful read and you should definitely go read it. i hope you like it!
dispatches from the dumpster 