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PROMPT POST #4
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Fill 2/?: Hux/Ben Solo: Hux was obsessed with Ben and locked him away
So, I posted the first part, went to bed, and ended up with tons of comments! You guys rock! Normally, I would answer each one individually, but I don’t want to clog up the meme, so this is a general thank you!
The problem with the fog is that when it is lighter, Ben grows more and more skittish. He cannot help himself: the fog keeps everything heavy, nice and gentle, hidden and safe in the Room, so much so that he is starting to be incapable of feeling that way without it.
When the fog begins to lift, everything complicated rises back. Fear, and worry, and memories that make him want to hit and tear and maybe even scream.
He had, once. The fog had been very, very thin, and he could move, could remember, and all the complicated things had risen and risen until they weren’t complicated at all anymore, just red. He had broken his holovision and holopads, had torn his sheets to shreds, and it had felt so good. But then Hux and Phasma came in, pinned him to the ground and put the needle in his arm.
When the fog had been thin enough for him to move again, he had turned his head to see Hux sitting beside him. The redhead hadn’t said anything, had only looked at him with eyes so full of disappointment, anger, sadness, that Ben’s heart had filled with guilt even as the rage was still dying out in the back of his mind.
Hux was so good to him, he had said so many times. So good, and kept his room furnished and comfortable, and Ben had spat in the face of all of it. So ungrateful.
And any second now Hux’s eyes would become cold, and such terrible things would happen. He couldn’t articulate what they were, the fog kept them all away right then, but they had been so bright in his mind just hours before. Bright and Red.
“Careful, Ben,” Hux had said slowly, voice dripping with disapproval. “Your tantrum nearly made people discover you.”
“Why would that be bad?” Ben had asked. He knew he knew the answer once, but the fog had been thick, and he had already started not to think about complicated things again, and it made him forget. He wasn’t even sure he wanted to know anymore.
“They will kill you if they find you.”
The “they” in question was never explicitly stated. Ben had a feeling it wasn’t so much a “they” as a “him”. The one Hux fears, the one he is trying to kill. The one that would kill Ben if he had a chance, like, like….
“You killed them,” he wheezed out. Something warm was running down his nose and temples, and it took Ben a moment to realize they were tears. “You killed all of them. You were going to kill me.”
“I had orders,” Hux answered calmly. He shifted so that he was kneeling beside the bed, and his hand reached out to stroke Ben’s hair. “I disobeyed them for you. You should be grateful.”
“Why did you?”
Hux pursed his lips, frowning as he did. The fog was too thick for Ben to feel anything other than mild alarm. “The target needed to be observed so as to best determine our course of action. You… you were a special case. The Supreme Leader had high hopes for you. They never came to fruition though, so he decided to dispose of you. It made me… curious, at first.” He chuckled, a cold thing that had little to do with humor. “Things rather got out of hand. I can only imagine what will happen if you are discovered now.”
“Then let me go.”
“After all the trouble I went through?”
“Then kill me.”
“Never.” The words are harsh, almost a growl, and the fingers in his hair tighten. “Why do you fight all of a sudden? We were happy before.”
Ben turned his head away. He didn’t know why is he asking all these questions, why he was saying all those things.
He didn’t want to die.
He knew he was to stay hidden, stay safe.
He knew other things as well, but they were beyond the fog.
“I’m sorry,” he said, because he didn’t want Hux to be angry anymore. He didn’t want to think about all those things anymore.
He wanted to be safe in the Room, with Hux.
Hux sighed again, and shifted once more. He sat on the bed again, but this time he bent forward, so close that his face was inches away from Ben’s. His eyes looked so big, or maybe it was that Ben felt so small.
“You won’t do it again, will you?”
Ben had weakly shaken his head. “No.”
“Good. And no more talking about dying or leaving. You will stay here, always.”
“Safe and hidden,” he had murmured. “I promise.”
And because he had wanted to prove that he was sorry, to prove that he wouldn’t do it again, he had reached up and kissed him. A soft kiss, a gentle kiss, the kind he knew Hux liked. The kind that would make him melt, and hug Ben, and whisper gentle things in his ear.
And Hux had smiled, but then he had pulled away, despite Ben’s whimpers.
“Where are you going?” he had pleaded as the redhead made his way to the door.
Hux turned then. “I shan’t reward bad behavior,” he had stated, softly but firmly. “Phasma will bring you your meals tonight.”
And then he had left. Ben had said nothing, because he had deserved it.
When Phasma came, he had apologized. She hadn’t answered.
That had been is only very bad day. He never wants it to happen again.
So even now, with Hux gone and the fog lifting again, he ignores everything that tries to come through.
Well, he tries.
No matter how much he closes his eyes, puts his hand over his ears, he can feel it. There is something out there. Something that is stirring.
He sees sand. Feels the sun on his skin - and it has been so, so long! - and he is waiting, for something, someone. He is doing all those things, and not, because this isn’t him but someone important.
Through the fog, he hears a little girl scream.
Then Phasma comes with the syringe, and it all fades away again.
Re: Fill 2/?: Hux/Ben Solo: Hux was obsessed with Ben and locked him away
(Anonymous) 2016-03-06 07:15 pm (UTC)(link)And GDI Hux.
am I bad because I kinda want to see this on Hux's POV too, so I can feel sorry for him and wish Ben would be his forever.what have you been giving that boy?Ans yes. kylo and tantrums. It would not be without the other.
Re: Fill 2/?: Hux/Ben Solo: Hux was obsessed with Ben and locked him away
(Anonymous) 2016-03-07 08:11 am (UTC)(link)Re: Fill 2/?: Hux/Ben Solo: Hux was obsessed with Ben and locked him away
(Anonymous) 2016-03-08 08:51 pm (UTC)(link)Re: Fill 2/?: Hux/Ben Solo: Hux was obsessed with Ben and locked him away
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