Hux wakes with the sensation of something cold against his cheek. Groggy and confused he blinks awake slowly, realising he had fallen back asleep following his complicated proposal. He has just begun to feel guilty, remembering Kylo had wanted to go get pancakes, when he turns his head to find a fresh green pear on his pillow.

Hux rubs his eyes believing himself to be still asleep. The pear remains where it lies beside him. Confused Hux sits up slowly to find there are six more pears on the bed, neatly arranged in a pile beside him. Obviously it is the work of one person, but as to why, Hux doesn't understand.

Getting up Hux pulls on his dressing gown and goes to find Kylo.

"Hey so what the hell is this?" Hux asks eloquently, walking into the living room one of the offending pears in hand. Across the room Kylo sits with his instrument seemingly practising.

"I bought you pears." Kylo explains without explaining anything.

"So I see." He pauses trying to figure out the puzzle. "Why?" Hux asks trying to remember when if ever he had asked Kylo to do such a thing for him. His mind draws a blank.

"It is a Naboo tradition to give pear blossoms to your intended." Kylo explains playing something softly as he speaks. His face turns red and he looks away. "This was all I could find at such short notice." He says nodding his head in the direction of the pear.

Hux walks over to the dining table and sits on the edge. "I see. You couldn't just wait for me to wake up to tell me yes in a normal way could you?" He smiles as he chides, pleased Kylo has accepted.

Kylo pouts at him. "It's traditional. My grandfather had pear blossoms shipped all the way to America when he married my grandmother. She wore them in her hair. I've seen the pictures."

"I see." Hux says feeling himself blush. It was sort of flattering in a ridiculous sort of way. Perhaps that was the point of proposals.

Kylo stares at him expectantly.

"Well I can't wear this." Hux adds biting into the fruit for effect. He's not a girl, he shouldn't swoon just because he has a fiancé all of a sudden. "I suppose it makes a good proposal story though." He says the gears turning slowly in his head. "Yes that's how we should tell it. You got me the pears and put them in our bed and I was mad and then you got down on one knee and proposed."

Kylo looks across at him confused, bow in hand. "But you proposed earlier?"

Hux nods. Aware it does change things around a little. "Yes but mine was not as romantic." He says taking another bite of the fruit.

Kylo begins to protest but Hux cuts him off. "Immigration will like this version better. We've got to really sell our relationship. Make them believe we're madly in love so you can stay." He says hoping he sounds unconcerned by the challenge.

"Oh. Right yeah." Kylo replies, worry clouding his handsome face.

Hux gets up and pinches Kylo's good cheek. "Don't worry. It will be fine. We know plenty about each other, we've four years of memories and we can fake the rest if need be."

Kylo nods. "I wasn't worried about that." He ducks his head and puts his instrument carefully away. "It's just. It occurred to me. Just now. We're going to have to tell people right?" He shrugs.

"Ah." Hux freezes. He hadn't thought of that either. Of course they can't just keep this wedding a secret can they? No. Of course not. That would be far too suspicious. Hux will have to tell people. Have to introduce Kylo as his fiancé, as his husband. His stomach tingles warmly at the thought.

"I suppose the sooner we tell people the better. After all we've a wedding to plan." Hux pauses. "Fuck. We'll have to have a wedding. A big proper one." Hux frowns deeply at the realisation. Costs suddenly start to mount up in his head. Rings, venue, photos, food, flowers and so on. Hux has seen wedding shows on the television, enough to know that it's going to be expensive. Especially in London. He glances over at Kylo who is watching his meltdown with concern. At least they already have decent suits. He takes a deep breath, and relaxes his shoulders. There must be some guides to wedding planning online.

It's fine. They'll sort something out even if it does eat up most of the nest egg he's they've been saving.

Hux picks up his phone. "I'll just change our relationship status on Facebook. That's the easiest and fastest way of telling everyone." He says changing his status from it's complicated.

He's about to save their status when Kylo interrupts. "-Wait, isn't that a bit impersonal? Shouldn't we tell our family first?" Kylo asks biting his lips.

"Family? What family?" Hux asks remembering with a sudden stab to the heart that his family, his father is gone.

Realisation dawns on Kylo's face. "Shit sorry."

"Its fine, you didn't mean to upset me." Hux softens, putting down his phone and walking over to Kylo. He wraps one arm around his neck and perches on top of Kylo. "He'd have probably made a big fuss. Given one of those bone crushing hugs where you can't breathe. That Christmas I brought you home dad made such a big feast we couldn't finish it all. He didn't say anything but I could tell he really liked you."

Kylo smiled and stroked Hux's cheek. "I really liked him too." He put his arms around Hux and held him in a tight embrace. "You know he asked if I was your cushlamachree once." Kylo says mispronouncing the word terribly.

"Of course he did." Hux replied pushing Kylo away just a little so he could wipe at his damp eyes. It's reassuring in a way, to know that his father approved of this. "I suppose you are my cushlamachree you know. It's a good thing." He adds looking at Kylo's dumb face. "Now let's get that breakfast."


The stuff I said about Pear Blossoms is kind of made up- it is used in weddings (sometimes) and according to Victorians symbolised lasting friendship which I thought was quite appropriate. But I'm mostly referencing Anakin's awkward pear flirting from the prequels.

Cushlamachree- is apparently is an adaptation of the Irish Gaelic cuisle mo chroidhe, literally, "vein of my heart". I like the idea of Hux knowing lots of traditional irish terms of endearment and using them because no one knows what he is saying.