Chapter 2- Exhaustion

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Hux's pov

I woke up to a pounding at my door."Get your ass up we leave in an hour!". Kylo Ren.

"I'm up you knob head!" i sat up slightly. I overslept. How did i oversleep, i've never done that before, i don't oversleep. Don't dwell on it to much.

When the pounding at my door finally ceased, i made my way to my wardrobe. I grabbed my clothes and coat. I would usually worry about packing a bag but it seems one has already been packed for me. As i finish touching up my hair, i put the bag on my shoulder and exit my room, Kylo Ren is still outside.

"Why are you still here?" i asked. He had to get ready for a flight too.

"I was already ready so i decided to wait for you," weird. I nodd and start to walk down then corridors, completely ignoring him. "Is that all your going to say to me?"

"Yesterday you force choked me and read my mind as i tried to sleep," he looked slightly shocked, "yes i know about that, anyway and now you are waiting outside my door to walk me to a transport vessel, you are peculiar."

He rolled his eyes at my statement, "Fine i won't do it again." he hissed and we sank into a comfortable silence.

As we walked the eccentric corridors i spotted Phasma, she nodded to me and i nodded to her. She must all ready know my situation as she gave me a look of pity.

"The general has friends?" Ren scoffed, "Actual real life friends, wow, that's an awfully strange sight." i rolled my eyes as he spoke.

"Don't be jealous Ren." i spat and went back to silence.

Finally we approached the ship we would be taking, there were ten troopers waiting outside for us to go in first.

As we boarded i checked how long the flight would take. Fifteen hours, even with light speed. Audible groan. I chose a seat the furthest away from him but it still wasn't enough, i could still see him in my peripheral vision, i could hear his stupid breath under that hideous mask. Darth Vader wannabe.

The first two hours were alright. I sat, read my book, red through some files and checked up on Phasma and the ship. But then it was ruined, all ruined when that feral little (not really little though) moron approached me.

"Supreme Leader Snoke has sent me the details of what we are negotiating, i think we should plan out what we are going to say and what our terms are." he sat down next to me and pushed the data pad in my direction, I quickly skim read though it and nodded. I moved to the other chair opposite him, sitting next to him would most likely be a fate worse than death.

"I agree," that's probably the only thing i'll ever agree with you on, "but before we start can you remove that ridiculous mask."

His head raised, "Why?"

"Because you breathing is one of the most distracting things in this galaxy!" it's true though.

"Are you sure my face won't be aswell?" he questioned sarcastically, i hate him. He lifted the mask and i got my first real look at his face. Long black wavy hair that cut off at his shoulders, a long scar trailing across his nose and a pair of mesmerising black eyes they completed his face. He is stunning.

"I can hear your thoughts General." i felt my face heat up, but not from anger, from, embarrassment? Ew. I looked down at the table trying to sway the conversation. "Just to be clear i have no attraction towards you General."

I scoffed, "bold to assume i am attracted to you, narcissist. To begin with i think we should list of the reasons why they should join us and the benefits, then casually mention the trading routes and..."

we continued talking about this for a good solid six hours, the most excruciating six hours of my life. When we were finally done I decided to go back to reside in my room. Where is that? I approached the co-pilot. "Excuse me, where is my room?" i tried to phrase it politely but it did not come out that way.

"Sorry General, since this is only a fifteen hour flight there are no rooms, the troopers get a separate room like this one to share between all of them, if you would like to sleep you can lie down on one of the chairs."

"So will Kylo Ren be in the room?" He nodded. "Are you sure we can't allow him to sleep outside the ship."

"I am afraid not sir as he will die in space without the correct equipment." jeeezzz, ever heard of sarcasm? I heard Ren laugh to himself in the other room.

"Thank you sir," i nodded to him and he nodded to me as i walked of.

Ren was searching through some papers, "Why are you going to sleep already it's only seventeen hundred hours?"

I rolled my eyes and bit my tongue , "Because Ren i've been up at an unholy hour the past four weeks dealing with paperwork about damages to the ship that you created! So i apologise that the one night i do not have to do that i try to get an early night! And while i'm trying to sleep keep that ugly mask off or i shan't be able to sleep. Good night!" i spat, very aggressively, and i picked up my bag and lay it down to use as a makeshift pillow. Finally i drifted off to sleep.

Kylo Tens pov (because emo boys)

Wow. Who knew someone so small could be so, angry? I looked over towards him, he looked ridiculous using his bag as a pillow, then again he didn't have anything else. I heard the door open and i panicked, do i put the mask on? No because I will be irritating Hux while he's trying to sleep. When did i ever care about that? I grabbed my mask and held it infront of my face.

I could hear the confusion in the co-pilots voice. "Oh errr, sir just wanted to inform you we will be landing in seven hours." I gave him a thumbs up and put the mask down as soon as i heard him leave the room.

What am i doing?

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kinda getting into this story. what do you think? also if you have any ideas for chapters i'm open to requests and you will be credited :)

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