The back of Kylo’s neck prickled. The more he looked at the pair, the more something felt off. He was certain he didn’t know the blond man, but the other one felt familiar to him, and uncomfortably so. He stood watching for a moment longer, then, making sure no one was watching, vaulted over the railing. He had time.
“I told you,” the slender one snapped, “don’t call me that.”
The slender one, unmistakably, was General Hux.
(Or, the one where Kylo and Hux both find themselves on Chandrila with lackluster dates for the local equivalent of Valentine’s Day, a bit too much alcohol is imbibed, feelings are had, and animosity gives way to something else.)
Yoooo I wrote a fic for the kylux valentine’s exchange!!! It turned out pretty good if I do say so myself! Check it out!
possession – Tokyo_the_Glaive – Star Wars Sequel Trilogy [Archive of Our Own]
dispatches from the dumpster 