Peering around the corner, Ren blinked as he saw Hux sitting on his bed, a cello between his knees. His side was to Ren, but his eyes were closed as he leaned into the instrument, long pale fingers playing over the neck, the other hand drawing the bow over the strings. His face was utterly content, a small smile curling his mouth as he played. The way the general cradled the instrument in his hold was oddly intimate, and Ren almost considered leaving, but he stood, transfixed.
I’ve wanted to draw some art for Loyalty for ages. It’s by far my favourite canon universe stand-alone fic, I highly recommend you read it!
dispatches from the dumpster 