Kylux Positivity Week 2022

Supreme Leader

Kylo was laying on his Throne, listening to high command arguing back and forth over this and that for what came next for the Order.

His legs were draped over the arm of the chair, head resting on the other side. He was thankful for the helmet for once. He was so bored, listening to these old Imperials go back and forth over things as boring as budget for new Star Destroyers. He felt himself starting to drift off, he was Supreme Leader, it's not like anyone would say anything.

He didn't know how long it had been, but he felt someone tapping on his helmet. He opened his eyes, seeing someone stand in front of him. He completely forgot he had the mask on, he also completely forgot where he was. He heard the person sigh in front of him, unclipping his mask.

He knew that sigh from anywhere.

Once Hux pulled off his mask, he looked up, clearly seeing his Grand Marshal, glaring down at him. He looked around, seeing that everyone had left.

"You fell asleep again, didn't you?"

Kylo rolled his eyes, sitting right up on his Throne. He signaled his Knights to leave the room. Hux was now messing with his hair and wiping the drool off his face. Hux was always so concerned about his appearance. Kylo moved out of his grasp as if it annoyed him. He secretly found it endearing.

"You know how boring those things get, it's not like anyone noticed."

Kylo felt Hux grab his face, pecking him on the lips, moving to sit on the arm on his Throne.

"Right, because I covered for you, as always. The Order needs you to be the strong Supreme Leader they see in the Holo's. Just try to connect with them. They respect you."

Kylo loved when talked about him like he was some God. There was a reason he had made Hux his Grand Marshal. He handled the things he didn't want to do. They were the leaders of the Order. They did this together.

"Hey, you handled it, and the Order hasn't fallen yet."

Hux scoffed, looking at the open area that was the Throne Room. Kylo could sense how stressed he was about all this. He still looked beautiful as ever. White uniform with a gold trim, and a cape to bring it all together. He loved the man.

Kylo pulled him over, making him sit on his lap. Hux rolled his eyes, pushing the small strand of hair out of Kylo's face.

"Someone is going to walk in on us. Like poor Mitika that one time, I still don't think he's recovered."

Kylo laughed, having Hux sit to the side, making it easy access for him to lay his head atop of his own,

They didn't get many chances to themselves as of late. With the planning of the wedding and with the new direction the Order was taking, they hardly had time to just, sit with each other.

"You don't, do you like that I'm the Supreme leader?"

Hux lifted his head off of Kylo's. He should have just stayed quiet, now he had ruined the moment.

"What?"

"Well, I know you dreamed about becoming Supreme Leader since day one. I fell into it and I'm not that good at it like I said. I know you said you're fine being my Grand Marshal, but I want you to be happy. Are you happy?"

Hux's hand came up to lift his chin up to look at him. Kylo stared into his green, emerald eyes, full of love and happiness.

"Kylo, I am happy, as long as I am with you. I can't deny that I wanted to become Supreme Leader but then, then I met you. I like being your grand marshal. I still get to command my crew and do the things I still enjoy. Never think that I don't think you're fit to rule. You are Kylo Ren, Master of the Knights of Ren, Supreme Leader of the First Order, and my Fiancé."

Kylo laughed at the last bit, connecting their lips together. He had the titles but most importantly, he had his Hux.