#thank u so much for this i havebeen hankering for some hux actually

[finaldisorder]

“Brendol Hux had it coming.”

A bottle of brandy in and Hux snorts a laugh at her comment, the air a rough exhale through the nose as he tilts his head back to down the last of his glass. Rolling his head to stare at her lazily, Hux offers a tight smile; she's the only one he's ever felt comfortable around, his best friend, his only friend. "And then some."

Rolling his shoulders in a slow shrug, the General shifts, slouching in his seat. "You helped make it all possible, and now look-" He waves a hand listlessly toward the panel boards of the bridge, blinking and the gentle ambience of buttons beeping echoing in the space around them. "We have it all- well, nearly all. When I'm Emperor-"

He trails off, reaching for the brandy to pour his third glass of the evening. Hux doesn't need to say anything more, he's ranted about it plenty. When he's Emperor, things will change. For the better. For him, for them. For the First Order.