Against all odds (KyloRenxReaderxArmitageHux)

Chapter Four

It was later on the day? Night? In these walls I couldn't tell the difference. It had been two days roughly - Id been served my 5th meal so I was estimating the time passed. That didn't matter anyways, the main point was that Hux had come to get me like he promised. He led me through winding corridors and sliding doors - we walked in a comfortable silence.
"Welcome," he walked into a spacious and sleek room, "to my quarters. Millicent should be around here - somewhere."
I'd expected a medium sized bedroom but I was greeted by what seems like a luxury apartment - one I could never afford in my wildest dreams.
The tall ceilings were surrounded by glossy black walls (must be a pain to clean but it looked so lavish). He has a black leather sofa with a round glass coffee table in front of it - both on a soft furry rug. On the wall he had a large mirror to the side of the sofa and a large clock in front.
Whilst I admired his apartment, I didn't notice Millicent making her grand entrance - only noting her when she gave a delightfully friendly meow. She was a lovely shorthaired ginger kitty - she wrapped herself around Hux's leg purring and leaning in. She was brimming with love for him. General Hux leaned down and gently pet her head - affection was radiating out of the two.
"You two match," I remark - both had a lighter hue of ginger and they looked like doppelgangers. He carefully picked her up and turned to me.
"I guess we do." He let out a small smile.
"She's gorgeous." I looked at him then back at her, "you're gorgeous, lovely. Hey, aren't you?"
Her fur was soft and plush under my fingers and i relished petting her - I missed Charlie and Lola.
"Put her down on the table." I nodded to the coffee table. "I'm just going to check you over okay, baby?"
I ran my hand over her body - she was in good shape , no odd bumps or lumps. Checked her head, eyes, nose, teeth, mouth then finally pressed my head against her chest to make up for no stethoscope. I told Hux everydetail I was going through and he listened intently, I could tell he was slightly concerned. I glanced at the nearly full ashtray on the corner of the table.
"Looks like you smoke alot, General Hux?" I ask him.
"Yes." He nodded, he looked confused.
"Don't smoke with her in the room, ever heard of second hand smoke?" I questioned. He shook his head - negative. "The smoke could harm her and it would shorten her lifespan. It's worse than just smoking itself."
"Oh." His face fell and I knew he was swimming in guilt. He continued pettinh Millicent as she sat their patiently.
"It's okay I smoke sometimes too. Just do it in a different room." I reassured. He was only human after all.
"I'm guessing you go through alot of stress?" I watched him lean back and sink into his couch. Millicent turned to me to keep supplying her with pets.
"You could say that. I'm just trying to fulfill my destiny - and it's no easy feat." He sighs and pats the space next to him - like I had done once before. I sat and it was incredibly comfortable, I sunk under the softeness of the couch.
"What's your destiny?" I prodded.
"To rule to galaxy - to bring it order. That. That is my destiny," His eyes seemed distant for a few seconds before he looked back at me.
"Ah. The galaxy." I tried processing it. Where in Earth it was almost blasphemy to aim further than your own country, this man was trying to rule an entire galaxy. "A big dream for a big man."
"How did Commander Ren hurt you without putting a finger on you?" I asked, not wanting to leave it before I forgot it again.
"He uses the force." He ran his hands through his hair, ruffling it out of his slicked back hairstyle.
"The force is what binds us all together. It's like an energy source that everything releases." He answered before I could even ask. "He is one of a very few that can use the force. It's an incredible tool but he abuses it"
I imagined a string leading off of every object being tied to Ren's finger tips.
"What does that mean about me then? He tried but I don't know if he could. He called me strong." I stammered - I had to ask.
"I don't know." He revealed. "We don't know. It is very strange, to say the least. Unheard of."
"Can you use the force?" I look at him. He chuckled softly, he seemed amused.
"No, I don't think so, I would'nt be able to handle the responsibilitied anyways." He leaned back into his sofa, his head tilting back. He was beautiful.
"Would you like anything to drink?" He asks, sitting back up again. "Tea or coffee?"
"Tea, would be nice. Thank you" I had craved a hot drink for a while now.
"Stay here," he got up and walked towards what I assumed was his kitchen. Millicent, who was seated between us got up and followed Hux.
"Sugar?" His voice echoed through the flat.
"Two, please." I answered back.
I leaned back and waited. It felt oddly serene.
The serenity quickly broken by the doors sliding open as Commander Ren waltzed in. I stood up quickly - out of instinct.
"What're you doing here?" His mask boomed.
"General Hux invited me," I looked to the floor to avert my gaze - before I realised that being scared probably made Hux look guilty of something.
Before I could say anything more he went past me into the kitchen. I heard glass shatter and a slight struggle.
I ran in.
Hux once again suspended in air - below him a crime scene for a cup of tea.
"LET HIM GO." I yelled , sheer panic taking over - he was going slightly blue. I guess any fear of the Commander escaped my body as I tried pulling his arm back to the floor, shoving him slightly in the process - it was like pushing against an impossible boulder.
Kylo finally dropped him to the floor where Hux finally took the deepest breath - redness quickly overriding the blueness in his face.
Kylo turned to me, grabbed me tight by my arm and led me out. One of his steps being four of mine. I was scared to say the least, although he couldn't do the same to me using his force, he could very well do that to me phsycially.
"Commander, what're you doing?" I asked, trying to catch my breath.
I was met by silence.
We finally reached large sliding doors - entering a room similar to Hux's only larger and slightly disheveled.
He shoved me against the wall, his arms planted next to my body - caging me in. He was leaning down - his absolute being enveloped me.
Scared was an understatement - I couldn't help being slightly aroused either. This was the stuff you'd see in fiction.
"What was Hux doing with you?" His hot breath escaped his mask and blew into my face.
"We were talking." I whispered - I didn't want to set him off. I remembered Hux mentioning his temper.
"You're lying." He states.
"No, I'm not. He brought me in to see Millicent and offered to make me tea. He's nice." I tried to convince him.
The mention of Hux being nice seemed to tick him off as he pushed himself off the wall and aggressively removed and set his helmet down - his gorgeous face making an appearance again.
"He's not nice. He's stupid and bitter." He growled.
"He was nicer than you are being." I muttered, back still against the wall, "I barely know you."
He inhaled sharply - he knew it too.
"I saw your drink being spilled." He looked at me. "Do you want another one?"
Was this his form of an apology? I'll take it.
"Please," I said, I felt sorry for Hux - all that effort for nothing.
He grabbed a small tablet, his hands dwarfing the entire thing and then set it down.
"It should be on its way." He gruffly stated - I don't think I imagined him to be a domestic man so this fit in well.
"Why'd you do that?" I asked.
"Do what?" He answered back, sitting on his sofa, legs wide open and his hands limply beside him.
"Hurt him like that?" I was astounded at his casual tone.
"He lived." He huffed, "why do you care?"
"Because," he looked at me intently anticipating my answer, "Because I do."
"Don't tell me you're friends." A tone of betrayal in his voice - he sounded like a child whining about losing his favourite toy.
"Why do you care?" I sighed, "I don't owe you anything. All I know is your name, Kylo."
Where I had found this sudden confidence and coolness to combat my fear - I didn't know, but I was grateful nevertheless.
"Sit down." His hand motioned to the seat in front of him and I accepted, moving my way towards it and gently setting myself on it.
On cue the doors slid open and a small tray wheeled in - by itself. A soft mechanical whiffing before it lifted it's too and presented us with a mug of steaming liquid. I leaned over and grabbed it - a sweet fruity aroma wafting up.
"That's so cool, we used to have something like that but it was white and it would ask for help if it couldn't get up a road and then it'd thank you. It was the cutest thing." I gushed, I loved robotic beings. They were just too cute.
Kylo seemed surprised at my sudden change of mood and we both continued watching the bot leave the place.
"You didn't want to drink anything?" I asked, taking a sip of the scalding drink. The warmth spreading throught my body.
"No. I'm not thirsty." He pushed his long hair back with his gloved hands and looked at me.
"Why am I here?" I asked, setting the mug down on the table in front of him.
"That's what I'm asking myself? Not even why, how are you here?" He spoke, leaning over onto his knees.
"I don't know and I don't know if I'll ever know?" I sighed. "I still don't know if this is all a practical joke - like you're all tricking me. I just can't seem to believe that this is a reality."
"You just don't even warp the force around you, it's as if it doesn't even acknowledge you as a being." He was still in thought - racking his brain to come up with an answer.
"Gee, thanks." It wasn't exactly nice knowing that it didn't feel like you existed.
While he stayed in thought, I walked up to a set of thick velvet curtains - ones that weren't there in Hux's quarters.
"Can I open this? I'm opening it," I asked, knowing that I wouldn't get a reply.
I pushed the curtains back and stood back.
My jaw dropped slightly, struggling to take it in. I'd never dreamed of being in space apart from science fiction movies but to be here was - it was amazing.
Stars speckled the space, each one shining bright as eachother - all harmoniously glowing. My heart stopped beating for a while.
"What's out there? Why're you looking out of there like that?" He stood up abruptly.
"Stars," I said, the air knocked out of my chest. I felt miniscule, a small speck of dirt in a muddy field. It was at this moment - it had fully and finally dawned on me that this was very real and probably very permenant.
Standing next to me he looked out too, then towards me then back.
"You've never seen this." He stated.
"I never thought I would." I stepped closer to the window. "All my life we could only look up to see faint specks of the stars but to be amongst them is truely different. Do you ever get used to it?"
"It's all I know." His quietly said. I could feel some sense of sadness - perhaps maybe it was because he couldn't appreciate it like I could.
"You can still admire it can't you? It's like a jewelry store. Everything so outrageously brilliant and sparkly, you'd feel so small and your worries wouldn't feel so- so heavy anymore." I exclaimed.
I could feel his strong gaze set on me and back and then me again.
"Perhaps," I could see a small smile play on his lips.