AN: This is just a short story that I originally posted on tumblr.
"Goodbye!" Before Kylo could step out of the door, he was dragged into a chair in front of the mirror.
"You're not going anywhere with hair like that! Sit still, and I'll braid it.", Hux picked up Phasma's brush and started running it through Ren's hair.
"Braid it? You?" he scoffed. "I'm surprised you know how to hold a brush." Hux wasn't in the mood for banter. Instead, he found a tangle and quickly pulled the brush through it.
"What were you saying?" Kylo remained silent, scalp pounding and Hux sneering above him. A few minutes passed with no sound at all. Just Hux admiring Ren's thick hair and Kylo admiring the way he handles it.
While Hux valued the silence, it bothered Ren. He started to fuss with his messenger bag, taking textbooks and notepads out, making notes on various subjects, doodling, and even asking the name of the braid Hux was using- carousel, he called it. When Hux had finished, he clapped his hands together, snapping Kylo out of his concentration. Whatever braid it was, it was gorgeous. It ran from his left temple in a descending spiral. His hair had grown out a lot- just past his shoulder blades- but he never expected Hux to do this with it. He bent down to kiss him, and hurried out of the door with an, "I'll let you unbraid it later!".
