[ Hux is a raw, open wound; he might not be injured but his thoughts bleed through so much pain that it's impossible for Kylo to pick up on. He's hurt in ways that doctors cannot mend, and while Kylo will never (even under pain of death) admit to any measure of sentimentality he has for the man, while he's largely rationalized it to himself as a practical course of action, he struggles to sit up, fighting bone-deep exhaustion.
He's unfazed by the instinctive rejection, decides that this is the most efficient course of action; softness has no place between them. ]
That chair looks uncomfortable. [ An observation, that's all. Kylo refuses to contemplate deeper ramifications. Rejects the notion that he wants to hold him. ] And your mind [ -- rattled, battered, angry, desperate -- ] is making an inordinate amount of noise.
[ He still keeps his promise to stay out; but this, he can't possibly ignore. ]
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He's unfazed by the instinctive rejection, decides that this is the most efficient course of action; softness has no place between them. ]
That chair looks uncomfortable. [ An observation, that's all. Kylo refuses to contemplate deeper ramifications. Rejects the notion that he wants to hold him. ] And your mind [ -- rattled, battered, angry, desperate -- ] is making an inordinate amount of noise.
[ He still keeps his promise to stay out; but this, he can't possibly ignore. ]