Hux walked over briskly to Kylo, lying in the snow still, bleeding and whimpering.
"Ren!" Hux quickened his pace and knelt down to the bleeding twenty-nine year old. "Do you think we have time? Get up now you son-of-a-bitch!"
Kylo groaned loudly, glancing at Hux.
"I can't move much." he whispered weakly.
The bleeding boy tried to get up but only moved an inch before grunting and collapsing once more.
"I swear Ren, we don't have time for this, you'll owe me." The general growled out as he picked up Kylo and carried him over his shoulder.
The air felt twice as cold from the moment they arrived to now. Coming to the horrifying revelation that he only had about five minutes to make it back to the ship only worked to quicken his heartbeat instead of his pace.
"What do you have to say for yourself, you let the traitor and that GIRL get away!"
"I'm sorry General! I tried to reason with her but she sliced my face!" Kylo yelled back at him weakly, he was soon silence by a gush of cold wind.
"That's NO excuse, Ren! Why didn't you kill them? The traitor is of no use to us and the girl-" Hux quickly silenced himself before he could say something too revealing. He huffed as the ship came into view and quickened his steps so he could get there faster and get Ren some medical assistance. "You should have killed the girl when you had the chance Ren."
Kylo sighed deeply as his vision blurred a bit, "General now's not the time to talk about my failure, and I assure you that I will make up for it on a later date if I survive. Now if you could hurry up that'd be lovely, I might bleed out before you get to the medical bay you slow weakling!" He snapped out, feeling very light headed.
"Don't yell at me Ren, it isn't my problem that you can't fight as well as some girl from Jakku! I am getting you to the ship as quickly as my legs can carry your heaviness." Hux heaved as he went up the elevated ramp to the ship. "Take off now," he yelled to the troopers patiently waiting for them," I'll be laying Kylo Ren down on a bed in the private room."
He walked into the room made for the soldiers who had to stay on exceedingly long missions and threw Ren from his shoulder to the bed.
"There, now pick your self up Ren; we don't have more than a week at best before we have to see Snoke again."
Ren glared at him.
"General Hux please get a medical trooper here to address my wounds" he muttered through clenched teeth. Kylo was trying really hard not to force choke the other right then and there, he knew the other secretly liked it which wouldn't help him seem threatening to the general.
"There are no medical troopers Ren, deal with this yourself or I will. The bandages are on the left wall and there is surely something helpful behind you, hurry up." It was beginning to get hard to speak without yelling but fourteen years of dealing with the brat taught him patience, he could handle himself. "Clean your face and treat the gaping wound gushing blood on your side. You are making a mess Kylo."
Kylo looked at him, his vision became increasingly blurry.
"General Hux...please help." he whispered weakly. His skin paled quicker as his lips quivered, he was scared that he was dying so soon, death was a scary thing to him. His eyes felt heavy, his body felt so light in comparison.
"Ren you bitch." He muttered as he grabbed the health kit and a bottle of tepid water. He walked over to Ren and grabbed his chin roughly, "If you tell anyone about this you will end up dead just like you dear grandfather." He whispered as he began to pour the cool water onto his face. "So what happened to your side Ren? Please tell me you did something worthwhile and didn't just sit there getting shot at."
"General Hux what happened to me is my business not yours, just do what I asked of you to do and nothing more" he said with a slight snarl, the cold water made him feel more frozen then the outside air did.
"It was a question Ren, and stop shivering, the bottle isn't that cold you dramatic bastard." Hux gave up on trying to be careful in favor of splashing what was left of the bottle onto his face. "Oops." Hux muttered bitterly as he went to grab another bottle.
Kylo was glaring murderously at the back of the ginger's head, he huffed as he used the force to trip the other as he walked to get the bottle.
"Walk much General?" He sneered.
Getting off the floor and briskly walking back to Kylo Ren without screaming at him was a challenge he hadn't had in ages. "What the HELL, do you think you are doing Ren?" He asked as calmly as he could. "You can deal with this yourself since you show no desire for my help."
He pushed away from him and walked to the door as collected as ever, not hearing the sounds of panicked breathing behind him. Kylo watched him leave, he was panicking already. When the door shut, he let out a small whimper. He sighed as he used the force to bring the first aid kit to him, he looked through it.
"How the hell do I do this?" he mumbled. It took him a few moments to get his robes off, he did indeed have abs, but only a faint six pack that was covered in dried blood, the source of the blood was still gushing out fresher blood, luckily it was clotting up a bit so not as much was pouring out. He got to work on poorly cleaning and wrapping up his wound.
"He better hope I don't get an infection, if I do, his head is mine." Kylo mumbled, already imagining Hux's head on the wall above a fireplace.