How Soon Is Now? [Kylux]

Twelve - Blue Monday

Ren

The funeral was quiet and drawn out.
Leia had decided to host the service at home (probably so the cleaning and cooking would give her something to do), and Ren stood by himself in the corner of the living room.
People greeted and consoled Leia, who used tissue after tissue, and the coffin was closed and sitting on a stand.
Kylo had pulled his hair from his face and taken off his eyeliner and earrings out of respect, and possibly so his tears didn't streak black down his cheeks.
He wiped his nose on the sleeve of his suit jacket. Kylo couldn't bear to look at anyone, because they knew. They knew that it was his fault, that Han had fallen from the bridge and broken his back because his son had tried to push him away.
It was his fault.
The house was fairly full of people because everyone had known Han. Chewie and Lando stood with Leia, and Kylo was pretty sure Lando was drunk.
Rey and Poe had come, and brought Finn for some reason, but Kylo had just avoided them all together.
After deciding being inside was too much, Ren stepped outside, again wiping his face on his sleeve.
"Ren,"
He looked up to see a familiar face striding forward.
Hux looked awful. He was dressed smartly in a black suit and tie, but his face was bruised. One of his eyes was swollen shut and his lips had large cuts in them.
"God, Hux," Kylo quickly stepped forward and held the other's cheeks. "What happened?"
Of course, he already knew, but he asked anyways.
"This," Hux slurred, "is what happens when you fall in love, Ren."
"I'm so sorry," Kylo's lip trembled. He wished he had gone with Hux instead of going home, because maybe, just maybe, things would have played out differently.

"I need an ambulance!" Kylo shouted as he climbed down the rocky side to the rushing water below.
He wasn't moving. He wasn't making any noise.
"Dad!" He jumped the last few feet, his boots hitting the water and the cold rushing up his leg and through his bones.
Someone was calling 911, and Kylo knew it would only be a few minutes before they came.
"Dad?" He ran over to where his father's body had hit the rocks, not quite fully in the water, but half on land.
He could see the blood from where he stood.
"Dad?"
He leaned down in the freezing river, submerging his legs as he leaned over Han.
There was blood on his head and on the rocks around him. He was gasping quietly, and his eyes turned to look at Kylo, whose tears dripped down his cheeks and off his chin.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, Dad, I didn't-" he sobbed, and gripped Han's shirt. "They're coming, listen- hear the sirens? You'll be okay,"
Han lifted a hand to his son's cheek, his face contorted in pain, then dropped it and let his head lean to the side.
"Dad? Dad!"

The ambulance had driven away quickly, and Kylo was seated in another with an orange blanket around his shoulders.
Leia sobbed as she spoke to police officers, saying 'how could this have happened', and that her 'son would ever do anything on purpose', and that 'there must have been some sort of accident'.
The funeral was arranged in two quick days and was rather informal due to the fast planning.
Kylo recalled sending an invitation to the Hux residence, which obviously made it to Hux, who arrived a little late.

"It's not your fault," Hux muttered, pulling Kylo's hands off his face and holding them. "None of this is."
"You heard what happened, right?"
"Yes,"
"So you know I killed him."
"You didn't."
"You weren't there."
"But an accident isn't murder-"
"I killed him!" Kylo yelled, and the tears began again. "He's gone because of me! I got angry at the bridge, and if I hadn't gone there, then this would've never happened." He breathed heavily, then scowled at Hux. "If your stupid plan hadn't happened, Han would still be here."

Hux

"W-what?" Hux stepped back, a frown slowly forming on his face.
Ren was red and looked a little crazy as he paced back and forth on the lawn with his hands in his hair.
"If you had just kept your mouth shut about being a goddamn fruit, then nothing would've happened in the first place."
"But, James-"
"It's not my fault you got touched, alright? Why did you being me into it? Huh? Your own life isn't miserable enough?"
Tears formed in Hux's eyes, and he quickly wiped them away with his hand.
They were both silent for a few minutes, and Hux finally cleared his throat.
"I'm sorry if that's what you really think." He trembled and sighed. "I came to tell you I'm leaving this afternoon. To the academy."
Ren looked up, anger starting to dissipate. "What?"
"I made a deal with Brendol. I'm going to be attending the academy for some years. I came to say goodbye, but I can see I'm not wanted here anyways."
"Hux-"
"Have a good life, Ren." Hux nodded curtly. "Find yourself a nice girl to be a beard, and I hope you find yourself some day."
He quickly walked away, ignoring the calls of the dark haired boy from down the street. He tried to hold back his sobs, to stay strong, but he couldn't as he climbed into his father's car.
"Head up, boy. The academy doesn't accept criers." Brendol started the car and began the long drive out of the city and into the country.
Hux watched out the back window as his street got smaller and smaller as they drove further away.
"Goodbye, Ren." He whispered.

Dork's Note:

So I'm sorry this was a shorter chapter, but sometimes we need that.
Things are so bad I just can't djsnzjdnsn I feel so bad for both of them and dhddifutnwoxb  but ANYWAYS
I wanted to bring to your attention the lovely general-ginger who made a Spotify playlist based around this fic and it's amazing for two reasons. One, the awesome music and time they took to put it together, and two, the cover is the FANART THAT INSPIRED THE WHOLE FIC IN THE FIRST PLACE
Which I will show you now

ISNT IT GREAT
anyways see you later, and here's the link for the playlist!

https://open.spotify.com/user/general-ginger9/playlist/21DxWTmwsushzUQwXxybvy