"Why can't you behave like your sister?"

"Why do you have to keep bringing her up?!"

You stood in your dark robes as your older brother argued with the general. You rolled your eyes as Kylo stomped off to most likely slice up parts of the ship. Hux rubbed his temple as you walked over.

"Are you alright Hux?" Hux couldn't help but to smile at your voice. It always made his day to hear even the smallest hum you made. "Yeah. I'm ok. What about you?"

You both started to walk down the hallway as stormtroopers were marching (quickly) past you both. Machines, footsteps, engines starting up filled the air as you both talked to each other.

"So THAT'S why Kylo doesn't like dogs." You chuckled at Hux's evil smirk. "I may use that against him." Hux said in a sly tone. "Yeah. Then he'll kill ME. Only I knew before I told you." You reminded the general. "Ah. Right. Never mind."

You and Hux shared a small smile before you both stopped walking. You both looked out at the stars in an awkward silence. Well, it wasn't that awkward. It was the silence that small conversations usually ended with.

You were about to walk away until you felt Hux's glove brush against your hand. You looked up at him to see he was looking away. You gently held his gloved hand and watched him turn to you and look at you.

You both took your own time to look into eachother's eyes as his free hand rubbed your soft cheek. You leaned into the touch of the warm leather.

"How can I convince you that I need you?" Hux spoke just above a whisper. "You already are." You simply replied as you leaned into him. Hux smiled a little as both his hands gently held your waist. You both leaned in as a few shooting stars passed by.

"TAKE YOUR HANDS OFF MY SISTER!"

"SERIOUSLY BEN?!"

"DON'T CALL ME THAT (Y/N)!"