Hux's lip still stings after a quick trip to medical but then he was given little more than a small piece of bacta tape for his lip.
He holds the food tray against his chest protectively and stares at the different options available in the canteen. Kylo stands behind him, his breath hissing loudly against his neck.
Kylo refuses to eat in the officer's mess, due to his mask which apparently cannot be removed in public. Hux rolls his eyes at this and grabs them some sandwiches to take back to their quarters. His face still aches from earlier but a cup of tea and his slippers should make the day better. Lord knows he'll need his strength to cope with his new husband.
Kylo walks by his side back to their quarters seemingly very interested in the ship and the daily goings on. In the short time they have spent together Kylo has spoken very little, especially when others were around. Hux is not certain but suspects his husband is unused to being on a large star ship or even being around so many people. Probably a farm boy. He scoffs in his mind.
Hux shows Kylo how to open the door with the access cylinders and remembers too late that he had had forgotten to tidy his quarters that morning. In his defence he had not expected company. His face turns red and he wonders if Kylo is as violent as Vader or his father were. Hux scurries to tidy up expecting to find out shortly.
Kylo turns around the plain standard room his face unreadable due to his mask. "It's small but nice." He says at last, moving a book to sit down upon Hux's blue sofa one of the few luxuries Hux had deemed necessary.
Either his new husband is being kind, or he is a slob with low standards, ever the realist Hux suspects the latter. "Would you like tea?" Hux asks from the kitchenette he has all but fled to.
Alone together in their small quarters Kylo seems even larger and more threatening reminding Hux of his initial fears. In his heavy dark armour he does not look correct in the small cosy nest of quarters that Hux has made for himself. It is all too strange to be some elaborate trick.
His husband shakes his helmeted head. "Wait. You should sit and let me do that." Kylo says probably feeling guilty about before. Hux felt he was good at reading people and he could tell Kylo felt bad about the accidental head-butt and cutting his lip. Moving closer Kylo opens various cupboards and looks in them curious like a cat. It was kind of cute. Hux thinks, his heartbeat settling as the calculated likelihood of Kylo attacking him steadily decreased.
Hux lets Kylo make tea and sets out the sandwiches neatly on the table instead.
"Not much of a wedding feast." Kylo comments as he brings the teapot over. He must have seen the look on Hux's face, because he adds quickly. "It is not your fault, there was no time to prepare. My parents wedding feast lasted three days and had over a hundred guests. My mother had multiple dresses for each new course and kept an extra slice of the wedding cake just for me because she knew I adored sweet things ..." Kylo trailed off suddenly and shook his head. "Never mind."
"No. It was interesting. I'd like to hear more." Hux says and meaning it. It sounded like maybe Kylo's family were rich and well Hux had often wondered what that was like.
Kylo shakes his head. "Discussing my past life is forbidden by Snoke."
"Oh."Hux holds onto his grandmother's teapot. Had there been a rift in the family? He wondered. "Well we are married now. You don't need to hide things from me." He says choosing his words carefully. "I'm sure Snoke will understand that."
Kylo Hums. "Perhaps." He says adding sugar to his tea. He seems to brood upon something as the tea blooms. "Perhaps you would hate me if you knew my past." He says suddenly and dramatically.
Hux takes a steps backwards at his words, partly wanting to see how Kylo would react to that. Just because Kylo hasn't snapped at him yet doesn't mean he won't. His calculations are only accurate if he has all the required data. And currently his husband is a mystery. Hux is an officer but that doesn't mean he hasn't had his own taste of blood. He can live with a warrior for a husband but not a man who is unnecessarily violent.
"I didn't mean it like that. It would be easier if you are not afraid of me." Kylo puts his lightsabre on the table and then walks over to Hux. Kylo kneels down in front of him.
Hux blinks confused. "What are you doing?" He asks as Kylo takes his gloved hand in his.
Kylo takes a strip of black cloth from his strange outfit and wraps it around their joined hands. "I am making you a promise. I am your husband and I will never harm you. Everything else we can figure out later."
Hux nods. "I assume I am meant to promise the same? Very well. I promise. But if you break your vow know I will break mine also. I will not suffer like my mother did, a mere plaything of a cruel man." Hux promises.
Kylo agrees his large hand squeezing Hux's gently. Hux feels his cheek turn pink at the human contact feeling Kylo's warmth through the leather of the gloves. He feels Kylo's pulse too, strong and human. He is reminded that beneath the mask is a man hidden.
Kylo says something in a language Hux does not understand but sounds like a chant or prayer or promise, and then goes to untie the black ribbon.
"Stop." Hux begs looking down at him. "If we're married I feel I should at least know what you look like." He says a little breathless. This is all going so fast. Hux softens his face and rubs his fingers over the sides of the Kylo's helmet. He really is curious to see what sort of face is hidden beneath.
Kylo hesitates trembling beneath his hands. "…You will think me not worthy." He says.
Hux holds his head still and kisses him on the forehead. "My tea is getting cold. You can wear your mask as long as you want, but you're not going to sleep in that are you? You need to eat. I assume you do eat normally however Vader like you are under that mask." Hux says glancing over at their dinner, he has only nibbled on ration bars today and his stomach is already rumbling. "Scars won't make me dislike you." He says solemnly, meaning it like he had his earlier vow. "But your tendency for being dramatic might. I want to see your face and I want dinner before the soup gets cold. So does that come off or not?" He asks his fingers sliding to the bottom of the mask looking for a catch of some sort.
At his words Kylo makes a strange noise. Hux panics and let's go of the mask suddenly, worried that Kylo actually needs to wear it constantly and Hux has maybe hurt him somehow. It would not be good if he killed his husband on their wedding night. Even if accidental.
He stares at Kylo unsure if he should call the medics. Then realises Kylo is not chocking but laughing.
Hux pouts. "What's funny?" He asks folding his arms.
"You." Kylo says. "You are very sweet. It's unexpected. I was told the Order was cold and ruthless. But here you are worrying about me after only a few hours. I didn't expect The First Order to be like this." His hands go to a hidden catch on his head and there is a click and the mask is coming off.
The first thing Hux sees is a wave of long dark brown hair which seems to fluff up immediately. Kylo brings his hands up to his face and smooths it down. It is then that Hux gets a good look at his groom.
Stars, he is handsome, thought Hux staring at his husband, his mouth open in surprise.
Kylo is nothing at all like the brutish monster Hux had feared upon first sight. He is nothing like Vader was, not old or battle scarred. Staring at him, Hux can see that the mask is there merely to hide his looks and protect that gorgeous boyish face.
Kylo smiles shyly at Hux, and Hux who has never been the romantic sort finds his knees go weak. He kneels down opposite Kylo and puts a hand on his knee squeezing it gently. Hux's puts a hand on Kylo's cheek and leans forward to kiss him, stopping just before their lips touch.
"Don't you dare move. I do not need to loose anymore blood." He whispers warning Kylo, before closing the gap between them.