Kylo pouts the entire drive to the hospital. "She didn't scare me. I could have taken her in a fight. I just didn't want to make a scene. She's your friend right? Besides I didn't think you'd approve Hux." He says sounding petulant and moody.

"I know." Hux replies doing his best to comfort Kylo from the passenger seat, one elbow lent against the car door, his head resting on his hand. "Phasma apologised. Well sort of. When you were busy getting dressed she said you seemed just the pretty messed up sort of fool I'd fall for. She's very intuitive." He adds tucking a strand of hair behind his ear. "You just missed the turning on the right you know."

"Fuck." Kylo swears.

In the end it takes them an extra ten minutes to get to the hospital. And another fifteen to find a parking space in the tightly packed car park, making Hux glad he'd insisted they'd leave early. They bicker all the way into the hospital building Hux is unfortunate enough to be familiar with. They hold hands as they walk down the long corridors past other patients and medical staff, Kylo squeezing his hand affectionately. That small tender action makes Hux glad he had asked him along.

He logs in via a computer terminal beside the reception desk and then takes a seat beside Kylo on uncomfortable plastic chairs.

They sit and wait and breathe in the stink of disinfectant. Kylo's hand is hot in his. Hux hates coming to the small local hospital, but hates the thought of driving further for the same treatment. Around them other patients come and go. Some of them, mostly older ladies in flowery dresses stare at them and their joined hands. A few of them smile.

The nurses and reception team glare at Hux. Not because of Kylo or their hands but simply because they hate him. Make one junior doctor cry and you are practically a mass murderer in their eyes. None of them care that Dr Dameron had been incompetent. He didn't need a friend, he needed a doctor who gave him efficient treatment.

Hux leans against Kylo's shoulder. Why did they always have to be running late when he had an appointment? He hates wasting time like this. Life he can't get back. Hux sighs and wills the afternoon to be over already. Or better yet that to be back in bed snuggling with Klyo, as Millicent eyes them with distain. [She was only upset Hux had found someone else's hair to pet. She'd be fine, eventually. He hoped. For Kylo's sake].

Hux brushed his lips against Kylo's ear. "Distract me please." He asks quietly, fed up with the wait. "Tell me something."

Kylo frowns confused. "Like what?"

"Anything. A story?" Hux begs, feeling his brain slowly dying from the dullness surrounding them.

"Okay so um. So there's this guy and he's sort of ruggedly handsome I guess, a bit of a scoundrel. Anyway he quits this smuggling ring and joins the Airforce because he wants to be a pilot. And he's a really good, one of the best in America." Kylo explains letting go of Hux's hand so he can gesture dramatically as he talks.

"This is set in America?" Hux says raising an eyebrow.

"Not exactly, this is important backstory. So anyway he's put in charge of training this other guy who's a bit younger, a complete newbie but like a brilliant pilot. So anyway they spend some time together and become-"

"Enemies? No, wait lovers?" Hux guesses cutting in.

"No, What? No. They become best friends." Kylo replies looking appalled.

"This is dull." Hux sighs almost tempted to rest his feet up on a plastic chair.

"Stop interrupting!" Kylo growls frustrated. "Anyway. So like the younger pilot has this totally tragic childhood, his ma died when he was a baby and he's raised by relatives, while his dad works abroad and sends him money."

"Was this a film?"

"Hux!" Kylo threatened, loud enough to have two nurses look over at them and hush them both.

"Sorry. Go on please." Hux

"Right so um so these guys and the rest of their squad? I think that's what it's called… get invited to go to England to show off their pilot skills because they're really good. Anyway so they're in London the day before the show, exploring and stuff when the newbie sees this pretty girl being dragged into this car by some men in suits. He and his friend try to rescue her, but end up in the car too. Anyway, it turns out that this girl is super posh and like her dad is the one who has sent these guys to pick her up. Anyway she's super upset because she doesn't get on with her dad because he's always working. So like she and the newbie start talking and-"

"Fall in love?"

"No!" Kylo groans looking upset again. "They start talking about their family and it turns out they both have this locket thing. And they open them up and the photos are exactly the same! Because it turns out that they're twins! And the photo is of their dead ma." He says his excitement clear in his tone.

"That was great Kylo." Hux lies hoping he'll be called soon.

"But that's not the end!" Kylo pouts. "Do you know who their father was?" He asks as if Hux has any clue as to where this story was heading. "It turns out that their dad was the musician Darth Vader!"

"Who?" Hux replied, having been brought up listening to Mozart and proper music.

"The rock legend! You know dark cape, dark mask? He's iconic!" Kylo said sounding upset.

"Right sorry. You're a fan then?"

Kylo nodded ardently. "Since before birth. I was conceived during the grand finale of his Endor tour."

"Okay? So um what happened to the other pilot?" Hux asked trying to put Kylo's conception out of his head.

"Oh he got in trouble for going AWOL in London and ended up marrying the daughter of Darth Vader. Did you know Darth Vader only performed using red guitars? And he used to drive his manager Palpatine crazy by breaking them before big shows. Did you know Darth Vader wears that mask because he was in a serious accident when young?"

Hux does his best to pretend to be interested as Kylo prattles on about this Vader person. How did he not know Kylo was obsessed with this? He wondered feeling a little jealous. His phone beeps with a message before he can become too upset.

The message is from JB-007, a stormtrooper from the coffee shop who was not particularly bright but very kind [when not breaking people's noses].

Congrats on finding someone special Chief, the texts starts, implying that Phasma has blabbed to everyone at the coffee shop already. He should probably be angry but it's a relief really. For people to know and accept it without him having to do the awkward announcement. He continues to read tuning out Kylo's blabber about Vader. Mitaka dropped a latte glass, he was so surprised. But then I think he bet you were more likely to get another cat than a lover. Anyway what I wanted to know was did you or did you not start a fight club? And do I need a permission slip to join? - JB-007

Hux sighs deeply and types out a reply.

Thanks. Tell him that's coming out of his pay. And don't be ridiculous. Hux

He rubs a hand over his temples and glances at Kylo who seems to have picked up a bridal magazine and is flicking through the pages.

"That's probably crawling with germs you know." He says trying not to shudder at the thought.

Kylo shrugs but puts the magazine down. "I thought I might as well look at the section on hair braiding since people seem to think I'm homeless..."

"I like you as you are." Hux replies honestly. "But we could always go shopping. You'd look ravishing in that ball gown." He adds his lips curling up teasingly as he points to the bridal dress on the cover.

Kylo snorts and kisses his cheek. "Hux I'm going to go find us some snacks okay? I'll be right back." He stands up and wanders down a corridor, Hux admiring the view as he goes.