Note: This one is for an old friend, Vacilando... Reylux! The prompt was basically us laughing about who would be the terrible snorer of the OT3. It turned a little fluffier than I had planned. But I like it anyway!


Hux woke with a start, sitting straight up in bed. The soft cotton sheet fell to his waist, baring him from there on up. What had woken him?

There.

It sounded like... actually, Hux had no idea what he could compare that sound to, but it was something he was unfortunately growing very familiar with.

"Bren?" came a sleep-roughened voice to his right.

Looking across the body of the woman sprawled between them, Hux met Kylo's dark, hooded gaze as the pale man sat up. There was just enough light in the room to catch on his pupils, making them appear nearly reflective. His dark, wavy hair was at its most rumpled; Hux smirked as he recalled exactly what had caused the other man's hair to become so disheveled.

"She's doing it again," Hux announced, rather unnecessarily. There was no way that Kylo could have missed Rey's godforsaken snoring.

Kylo reached a hand over and ghosted his fingertips over the bridge of their lover's nose, across her cheek, and over the curve of her ear. "Do you think she does this on purpose?" he asked Hux, not taking his eyes off of Rey. The question was almost rhetorical.

"I doubt any of us choose to snore," Hux replied anyway, rather drily. He leaned back on one arm and twisted his hips so that he could skim his own fingers across Rey's breasts, over to her far side, and up Kylo's bare arm.

Kylo quivered beneath his touch. "Well, I wouldn't put it past her," he huffed.

"Do you want to wake her?" Hux queried.

Kylo's gaze snapped back to his. "Force, no," he half-laughed, half-breathed. "Why don't you do it, if you're so keen on waking her?"

Hux scowled. "Because I remember what happened last time we tried to wake her up. Especially when it's after... well, when she's physically exhausted." He didn't even bother to keep his voice down; there was no way Rey was waking up without near-divine intervention.

Kylo seemed to be following his thoughts, as he echoed Hux's when he spoke again. "At least she's relaxed enough around us now to sleep so deeply. You remember the first few months of this... I'll take this - the awful snoring - over that, any night."

Hux was silent for a moment, contemplating the past. It was indeed the better option. He would take this over her former paranoia and insomnia - every single time. "Guess it's another sleepless night for us, then."

"You could sleep in the other room if-" Kylo began.

"No," Hux cut him off before he could finish that train of thought. "No, I'd rather stay here with you both."

Kylo only nodded in response, then slowly extricated himself from the covers. He circled the large bed until he was looming over Hux, naked as sin. Pushing Hux back down onto the bed, Kylo climbed in beside his lover, bracketing himself around the redhead as Hux crowded against their partner. Kylo's arm curled over Hux until his hand could caress Rey's skin.

They lay there, listening to the sound of her snoring, and didn't sleep a wink. And yet... it was oddly comforting.


Rey woke slowly, stretching gloriously as her senses returned to her. Sitting up in bed, she turned to her left and smiled at the two men beside her, wrapped around each other. Both of their eyes were open, and yet they barely moved an inch except to track her form with their eyes.

Rey's smile widened, showing teeth. "You two look terrible! Did you not get any sleep?" She winked at them, imagining exactly what they had been doing overnight.

Kylo glanced at Hux's face from where he was propped over the thinner man. Hux twitched his eyes to meet Kylo's gaze, and then he smirked as he returned his eyes to his - their - smiling Rey. "No, we didn't. But it was worth it."