Reader takes Hux home to meet her parents...

Meet The Parents

You stood before your dresser, trying to decide between the red and the blue bikini. General Hux had organised some vacation time for you both and you were in the middle of packing for your trip. You were quite excited, truth be told. You hadn't had a vacation together in quite some time, and you were rather looking forward to getting away.

You beamed to yourself when you thought about where you would be going.

Your suitcase lay open on your bed, as you tossed in socks, underwear, various dresses, tops and skirts. And now you were stood holding your swimwear, trying to decide between the two.

"Fuck it," you thought aloud, throwing both in. You weren't even sure if there would be an opportunity to even go swimming and it wasn't as though they took up much room. You turned to your suitcase and tried to organise the mess of clothes, rolling and folding, attempting to make everything fit.

You zipped up the suitcase and wheeled it into the fresher behind you before propping it on top of the closed toilet lid. You opened it up, before grabbing your shampoo, body wash, various other toiletries, hairbrush, makeup and other accessories and packed them all away. Lastly, you folded a couple of towels on top before zipping the case up again.

Once you were satisfied, you set the case aside and began preparing dinner. The General was working late that night as usual, and thus you had invited Emily over for dinner and a girly night before you were due to go away the next day.

You were rather looking forward to spending some time with your best friend before you went away. It felt like so long since the two of you had done so. You selected a nice bottle of wine, which you put on ice as you prepared dinner for the two of you. Nothing fancy. Meat stew, steamed vegetables and potatoes.

At 1900 hours sharp, there was a rap at the door.

"Who is it?" you called.

"It's me, Em, dufus, let me in!"

"It's open!" you replied.

She made her way inside. You gave the stew a quick stir before turning to face her. "Heeeeeey!" you exclaimed with a smile on your face, quickly running to embrace one another. You kissed each other on the cheek.

"How you doin' girl?" she asked.

"Good, good!" you told her, scraping your hair out of your face, before returning to mind the dinner.

"Feels like forever." She pouted.

Things had been quiet on the ship, thus you and Emily hadn't worked together a whole lot recently. Most days, there was just one of you.

"How're things with you?" you asked her as you began to dish up.

"Yeah really good. Well, you know, same old, same old." She paused "So... vacation tomorrow huh?"

"Yeah!" you beamed. "I'm pretty excited!"

"I'll bet! I mean, meeting the family and all... eeeeeshk!"

That was the thing – you and the General weren't just taking any old trip. You were headed back to your home planet of Cromia, where you were intending to introduce the General to your family. You were nervous but excited. You hadn't even told your parents you were dating anyone. But things had gotten quite serious between the two of you recently, that you felt it was about time.

General Hux had some reservations. You found it cute. It wasn't like him to be nervous or scared of what anyone thought.

"Do you think they'll like me?" he had asked, nervously.

You'd grinned from ear to ear as you kissed him reassuringly on the lips. "It's going to be fine, trust me. Father's a retired General with so much respect for the Order. He'll probably keep pouring you double whiskies all night whilst he bores you with tales of days passed."

"Sounds fine to me." He'd smiled, kissing you back.

"And Leon's a big fan. Apparently, you're quite a legend over at the Academy. Last time I went home; he couldn't stop asking about you."

"Oh yeah? And what did you tell him about me?" he'd asked whilst dragging his fingers up your back and sides, practically clawing at your body.

"Oh, you know... that you weren't such a big deal, nothing to get excited about." You'd winked at him before he'd tickled you into submission which quickly turned into a make-out session on the ground, which no doubt had led to a raunchy escapade, right there on the floor.

You blushed at the memory.

You were surprised he had agreed to the trip, to be honest. You thought he would have refused and made you go somewhere else, just the two of you. Somewhere you could be alone.

But the General was surprising you every day, and mostly in good ways.

Emily kicked off her shoes, before coming over to the kitchen. "Anything I can do?" she asked.

"Get that wine poured, will you, girl?"

"Yes, ma'am." She obliged as you retrieved two plates, dishing up equal amounts of stew for you both.

She pulled out one of the bar stools, getting herself comfy, before chugging back almost half a glass of wine and refilling her glass.

"Steady on!" you chuckled, as you set out cutlery and napkins.

"I've needed this," she gulped down another mouthful "haven't had a drink in ages."

You settled into your seat, before raising your glass to her, "Cheers!"

"Cheers!" she replied, clinking your glass and looking you in the eye.

You ate and drank together before retiring to the sofa and cracking open another bottle of wine, drinking, laughing, giggling, telling stories and catching up on everything. It was just like old times and you loved it. You'd truly missed your girl.

You started to feel particularly drunk.

"I better head to bed soon," you slurred, "early rise."

"I'll bet you have." she winked at you.

"NOT like that..." you thought for a moment "...hmm, maybe like that." and you giggled like a pair of childish school girls.

"Is he good?" Emily asked you, her eyes looking drunk and tired.

"What?" you blushed.

"You KNOW... in the sack."

You beamed, glancing up at the ceiling before looking back at her with a mischievous smile you simply couldn't wipe from your face.

"Em... he's the fucking best. I mean, good Lord, he knows what he's doing." you bit your lower lip.

"Wow... sounds like someone's smitten." She teased.

You smiled but didn't answer.

"Huh, and to think I always thought he was such an asshole. If I'm honest, I still don't really get it. I don't see what you see."

"He's... he's different with me." You told her. "Plus... you were there when... everything happened with the... well, the baby and all."

"Yeah, but he was an asshole to you at that time, if you remember."

"Things were complicated, Em. I told you how he more than made up for it," you placed your wine glass on the table, "we weren't ready to be parents back then anyhow."

She looked at you seriously. "And what about now?"

"We are NOT going down that road. Not anytime soon. There's a war going on."

"He sees a future with you, though."

You felt nervous talking about that kind of thing. "How... how do you know?"

"I've seen the way he looks at you, (Y/N)."

"Oh?"

"Yeah, I mean, I know you know him better than anyone, but... he's so smitten with you. You can, like, totally see it. I've watched him when he comes by our desk. When he thinks I ain't looking. He thinks he's being so subtle. The way he watches you. It's kind of adorable really."

Your face blushed crimson at her words.

"Adorable and sickening." She smiled.

"Aww, come on."

As if she didn't hear you speak, she carried on "I mean... why does he even come by our desk? Like... half the time, he doesn't even want anything. Like he's literally just there to look at you."

"Really?" you chuckled.

"Really... I guess you're the smitten kitten too."

"Heh," you chuckled. "He's a really great guy, Em. He..."

She put her hand up as if to quieten you. "Please, spare me the mushy stuff. I get it, and I am so totally happy for you." She smiled at you.

"Thanks." You grinned.

You chatted just a little longer before she left and you retired for the night.

The following morning, you and the General prepared for your journey. He had organised a private ship, as well as a pilot for said ship since neither of you could fly.

It was still early hours; not many people were around or had started work yet. You had arranged to meet General Hux in the hangar. As you arrived you spotted him waiting, with his back to you. You took the opportunity to check out his rear. If not, why not? you chuckled to yourself.

"General." You addressed him as you approached.

He turned to face you, "(L/N)."

There was no-one else close enough to hear you, but he remained ever the professional. You knew better than to embrace too much around the ship if there was a chance you could be seen. You observed your proximities.

You cast your eyes behind him to your intended ship for the journey. "That for us?" you asked.

"Indeed. Would you like to board now?"

"Yes please."

"Go on." He nodded towards the ship. It was nothing big or fancy.

"Uh, who's going to..."

You were about to ask about who would pilot when a young trainee bounded along. "Sir General Hux. Ready for duty." He enthused.

"At ease, Jaren." Hux ordered.

General Hux proceeded to introduce you to Officer Jaren, filling you in on the fact he was a trainee pilot within the First Order.

"Jaren will accompany us on our mission, (L/N)," Hux spoke aloud of the white lie, knowing he had not disclosed much information to the young pilot. "He needs the flying practice as part of his training. He will escort us to Cromia, before returning back to the Finalizer."

"Of course, General." you enjoyed yourself immensely, playing along with the game. Pretending you were on some important mission with the General. Knowing the young officer could not and would not learn of the true nature of the trip.

You took your things on board and settled comfortably, your nose soon stuck in a holobook whilst General Hux sat up front with the young pilot. You didn't pay a whole lot of attention to what the men were doing, but you could see that the young pilot was very good. Flying was certainly in his blood.

Eventually, you drifted off whilst reading and later awoke as the ship prepared to land. It wasn't a long journey.

After reaching the landing point, you and your lover disembarked from the ship, leaving the young man behind. General Hux thanked Officer Jaren before the ship set off back to the Finalizer. You smiled and breathed in the amazing cool fresh air of your planet. Oh, how you'd missed the natural, lush backdrops, clean air and sunshine.

General Hux waited until the other man was out of sight before he turned to you, wrapping his arms tightly around you, giving you long sweet kisses on your neck.

"I've been wanting to do that for hours." He breathed into your neck, kissing the skin there and your ears, causing goosebumps to form.

He stayed with his arms wrapped around you as he cuddled you from behind, holding you just for a moment as you both stared at the view.

"It's breath-taking." He told you.

You smiled staring at the view, "Have you been here before?"

"Only once. Very briefly. I am happy that the Order oversees protecting such a beautiful planet, providing a safe place for your family."

Without looking at him you kissed his jaw and cheek. "Thank you, babe."

"I like knowing you always have a safe place to come back to." He told you.

"We better get going." You informed him, as you grabbed your suitcases and began making your way to your parents' house. Your nerves were beginning to build. You didn't know why you were nervous; you knew they were going to approve of him. It was still such a nerve-wracking experience. There would be questions. You knew Leon would probably not leave the poor man alone.

You held hands as you walked.

"(Y/N), am I correct in thinking you haven't told them about us?" General Hux asked you.

"Correct."

"Should you maybe have done so before we arrived?"

"It's going to be fine," you reassured him as you walked together. "It wasn't the type of thing I wanted to do over email or holovid. I'd much rather tell them in person."

"I do not wish to cause any hostilities." He stated, ever so professionally.

You stopped and put your hands on his face. "There won't BE any, trust me. I know them. They're going to love you. I told you this." You kissed him.

You began walking away dragging your suitcase. "You might wanna ditch the uniform, though!" you called out.

General Hux looked down at his uniform, fiercely proud of what he wore. "I will not!" he shouted after you, before following on behind you, dragging his luggage.

You had tried to convince him to wear something normal, especially for the arrival. "You aren't on duty now" you'd told him, but he'd refused to listen.

"It is smart and professional and it shall give a good first impression." He'd told you.

You loved that he wanted to impress your family.

Before long, you had arrived at your parents' house. You stood together at the door. Hux squeezed your hand and you squeezed back. You knocked loudly on the door. "It'll be fine," You whispered. "you'll see."

The door flew open, and there stood your ever-loving mother. She had the biggest look of surprise on her face.

"Sweetie!" she cried out, grabbing you and pulling you in for a hug. She squeezed you tightly. "You're home, oh praise the stars! It's been so long... DAVID! ...I can't believe you're here. Why didn't you call? DAVID! (Y/N) is home! Get down here!"

Your mother hugged you again. "Oh, sweetie! It's so good to see you!" She had not even noticed General Hux standing next to you.

Your father, David, came down the stairs upon your mother's call. "Honey, what is it? You know I need my quiet time in the afternoon. What's with all the yell... SWEETPEA!" your father's eye lit up when he saw you. He wrapped his arm around your waist and hugged you tightly before his eyes met with those of General Hux.

He backed away from you and almost immediately stood to attention upon spotting the General. His eyes were as wide as saucers, as he looked at him, then to you, then back to the General and then to you once more.

"Well, well, who is this sharp-dressed young man, you've brought with you dear?" your mother grinned. You smiled as you looked over at your boyfriend, who stood tall on your parents' doorstep.

Your father swallowed hard before extending his hand. "General, wow... it's... I... it is such an honour. Pleasure to meet you. This is... wow!" he gibbered.

You tried to hide your smirk. Your father was a little star-struck.

"What? General? (Y/N)? David, you know this young man?"

"Daddy, can we come in?" you asked.

Your parents both stepped out of the way. "Come in, come in, sweet things," your mother fussed as she immediately began removing your coat, "let me hang this up for you." before she ushered you into the main sitting area of the house.

"Tea?" your mother called out.

"Mama, we can do tea later. Sit down. Will you? Please? I'd like to introduce you to someone..." you smiled.

"Yes, yes... introduce us to your friend, dear."

Your mother seemed totally oblivious to the fact that you had brought the leader of the First Order home to meet her. Your father knew exactly who he was.

"Ellen..." your father addressed your mother.

"What?" she looked around in confusion.

You, your father and even the General began to titter.

"Mama, please may I introduce... General Hux..." you looked to your mother's eyes, hoping she would be clued in by now, "the General of the First Order, mama."

As if the penny suddenly dropped, her eyes widened, before she stood and practically bowed down in his presence. "General... I... please, forgive me. What a pleasure and an honour."

You knew your partner would behave graciously. He stood up. "Please, Mrs (L/N), no forgiveness necessary." He took your mother's hand and kissed the back of it, as a gentleman would. "The pleasure is all mine. Thank you for having me in your beautiful home."

"Sorry, I don't follow politics, dear." Your mother told the General. You wanted to laugh. "I don't know much about what goes on. That's why I didn't recognise you, pet."

You winced at the word 'pet' seeing as the General liked to call you the nickname before, after and sometimes during sex.

"No apologies necessary, ma'am."

"We thank you for your service, General." Your father spoke up, still clearly awe-struck from meeting him. "The General looks after us, dear. Our home is protected by him and the First Order," Your father informed your mother, "from the awful Republic."

"Oh, I know that, honey. I just didn't know what the young man looked like, is all." She spoke about the General as if he couldn't hear her. She lowered her voice slightly, "And what a fine young man he is too! A General. THE General!" Your parents snickered quietly to each other.

"I know!" your father whispered.

Your parents were as pleased as punch; intensely proud of the catch their daughter had brought home. You cleared your throat, reminding your parents they had company.

Your mother stood and began making tea. She spoke loud enough for everyone to still hear her. "So, darling, how long have you... known your friend... the General?"

Your dad put his head in his hands. "Ellen... he is her boss," he turned to you "isn't he?" you nodded. He called back to his wife, "I'm sure they've known each other since she went to work on the ship."

"Oh, honey, I know... but, come on..." she returned with a tray of tea and biscuits for everyone. "...I think we all know, it is more than just friendship going on, am I right dear?"

"Mom." You winced, pinching the bridge of your nose. She always was one for saying it how it is.

"Ellen!"

"Why else would she bring him home, dear?"

Your mother held out a plate of cookies to General Hux and smiled sweetly at him.

You poured out some tea for you and your boyfriend. "Mom, dad... yes, General Hux... and I... are in a relationship."

Far from being ashamed or embarrassed, or thinking it was a bad idea to get involved with your boss, your parents had faces like little kids on their birthday. Your mother clapped her hands together "Ohh! I knew it. Wonderful, dear." She got up to kiss you on the cheek. "And dare I say, you two make a wonderful couple."

Your father grunted in approval. He was probably far more excited about meeting the General than your mother, but he did as men do and remained composed, keeping his feelings hidden.

The four of you sat on the couch for the afternoon, your parents getting to know your boyfriend, asking him questions, telling him stories about you as a child. You sunk into the couch cushions, leaning on the General, as you held hands, stroking your thumb against his hand absent-mindedly.

Just as everything felt comfortable and easy, suddenly you heard the front door opening and the hallway being bombarded with high-pitched screaming noises. Squabbling. "Oh no," you muttered. You knew it to be Leon and Amelia. You looked at the time. 1600 hours. Leon would have picked up your little sister from school after he was done with his day at the Academy.

You knew this was coming, but you still hadn't quite prepared for it.

Into the sitting room walked your siblings.

"And I told YOU to shut up!" your brother, at the tender age of nineteen still acted like a little kid, squabbling with your eight-year-old sister.

"MOM! Leon hit me!" your sister screeched.

"AHEM!" your mother stood up, towering over your little sister, and meeting your brother face-to-face. "We have company." Your mother smiled sweetly before waving her hand towards you and General Hux.

"Surprise!" you waved.

You wished you'd had a camera right there and then because Leon's face was a picture.

Suddenly the house was quiet. He eyed the General.

"NO! FREAKIN'! WAY!"

Your head dropped onto the back of the couch. It was going to be a long night...

(to be continued...)