Star Wars x Reader

Armitage Hux x Reader - Regret (pt. 2)

Request: sobbed at the end! can you please make a part two where he regrets letting her leave and finds out something bad happened to her and it's too late? (the specific scenario by @/kenyavalerie on Archive of Our Own)

A/N: Oh no, this wasn't fun, I almost cried. That's gonna be a hard and long one to read, I'm so sorry.

Pairing: General Hux x Reader

Summary: After the fight between Hux and the reader, the reader keeps themselves hidden. But the past gets to them in an unexpected way, while the general tries to make ends meet.

Warnings: Blood, gore, angst, major character death, just straight up sadness ngl

Word count: 3K

Armitage Hux wasn't a person to get drunk for fun. He got drunk to ignore the reality and let the light-headedness caused by the alcohol take over, ignoring all his rational thinking. Usually, he'd never drink hard liquor outside of his sleeping quarters but he didn't give a fuck. He was too busy thinking about the events of the last month. As he found out that you were sent to kill him, his whole world seemed to crumble at his feet. The general never had someone he could trust, or even love. His whole life was just a card house waiting to fall apart and you knew that. That's why you could never tell him because you knew how he would feel.

Since you left his apartment, he didn't see or hear from you again. Every notification he got on his datapad, made him anxious thinking that it could be you. But it never was. Even though he didn't know what he felt right now, he felt a strong pull towards you. He thought you could've been the one and oh how he was in love, so very deeply in love.

A few of your possessions were still sprawled across his apartment. Some of your clothes in his wardrobe and books about all the different planets you traveled or that he promised to take you were still in his bookshelf, all in between of his strategic or analytical books, looking a little out of place. Your tokens were what made his apartment look like a true home and not like just like an assembly of rooms. The one thing you left, that hurt the most, was a picture of him and you. It was taken by Phasma in a bar, showing the two of you dancing, intertwined in each other's arms. It used to stand on the fireplace, but he moved it to his bedside table, scared that he might forget how your lips curled up when you smiled or how your eyes twinkled when you were genuinely happy. But this was the only thing of yours that he even dared to touch. The rest stayed in the same spot where you had left it, even if it was an inconvenience for him, having to maneuver around your stuff, he just couldn't touch it.

Your whereabouts were unknown to him, hell, even you weren't sure where you landed. After you left, you had to act quickly and look for a place to stay, since you weren't exactly sure if your old client was one of the guys who would leave you alive after defying their orders. Thankfully you knew some sketchy guys that you knew would be able to keep you safe. You were staying with another bounty hunter, that you knew since childhood. She was living on a planet, whose landscape could be described as a wasteland. It wasn't a pretty scenery but barely anyone came on here, so at least you felt safer than wandering the streets of Canto Bight.

The feeling of regret made you type out at least a hundred messages to Hux, just to delete them quickly after writing it. You couldn't defend your actions but it hurt you to know that he was alone now, without any safety net to catch him as he's falling to the deep end.

"If Ren is to find out that I've sent you, I will be sure to kill you myself." The general commanded in a threatening tone from one of his troopers. He gave him the order to track you down, even if it was the last thing he would do in his miserable life. The thought of you clouded his mind like the alcohol he drank last night and he couldn't keep on living like this. He allowed himself to give in to his weakness and now he had to pay the price that came with it.