[ Hux has never been one to enjoy getting coddled. Long ago he might've, if his mother had stayed around. But Brendol had declared that a weakness. Depending on others was the worst thing to do when it came to emotion and mental state. Nearly a crime in his father's book.
But Brendol isn't here to tell his son the many ways he's failed. So Hux leans into the touch fully, breathing coming down from the adrenaline spike. Ren is warm even through his shirt, a comforting heat against the side of his forehead and cheek. His mind slows, the ringing in his ears quieting the longer he simply stays where he is, eyes unfocused on the pattern of Ren's shirt. The low vibration of Kylo's voice transfers through to his bones due to the closeness. Tentatively, he loops his arms around Ren's middle, keeping him where he was. ]
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But Brendol isn't here to tell his son the many ways he's failed. So Hux leans into the touch fully, breathing coming down from the adrenaline spike. Ren is warm even through his shirt, a comforting heat against the side of his forehead and cheek. His mind slows, the ringing in his ears quieting the longer he simply stays where he is, eyes unfocused on the pattern of Ren's shirt. The low vibration of Kylo's voice transfers through to his bones due to the closeness. Tentatively, he loops his arms around Ren's middle, keeping him where he was. ]
We'll outlast her.