How about Hux and Kylo, reluctant bath? Like they're on a planet trying to get them to join the FO. Hux walks in to Kylo's room because he wants to have a meeting about their strategy, only to find Kylo lounging in an enormous bathtub. After some argument, Kylo demands Hux give him a hand to get out of the tub. Instead Hux finds himself being pulled in to the bath fully clothed.
Things seemed off to an excellent start, judging by the accommodations. This particular planet had never been much trouble for the First Order, and it seemed to Hux as though they would be happy to come willingly, in exchange for protection from rebel activities. The hotel rooms (no one knew of their relationship but them, theyād made sure of that, so of course they were given separate rooms) Ren and Hux had been given were spacious and elegant, stocked with wines and sweets, and with sweeping views of the glittering city belowāso large that it seemed to stretch theĀ horizon, the nine moons hanging neatly-spaced in the sky above.Ā
Hux had long ago gotten used to extended voyages through space and the lag hardly affected him anymoreāhe was ready to meet with the officials nearly from the moment the droid had put his bags away, but he supposed heād need to give Ren a little while to make himself properly intimidating. He allowed a good half hour to go by before sending a message on his data pad encouraging him to meet him so they could gather the officials to discuss strategy, and then another ten minutes before he went over and let himself into the room Ren had been given. When it came to the designing of superweapons and moving through the ranks of the military, Hux had a pretty decent degree of patience, but when it came to the smaller things, he had no capacity to wait.Ā
At first he didnāt think Ren was even in his roomāthe bed was empty, the desk chair empty, the window seat that allowed him to look out at the sky empty. But then he heard the sloshing of water, and with a flash of irritation, Hux realized Ren was in the bathtub. Had he not told Ren they were going to call a meeting shortly after awhile? It was like Ren had a mute button on that idiot helmet, tuning Hux out entirely.Ā
The bathtub was hugeāit would have to be, for Ren to lie comfortablyāand more ornate than anything Hux had ever seen. It stood on four gold feet and was filled with scented water, as well as Renās bulk. He looked to be in no hurry as he sank lower, letting his hair float down around his cheeks.
āRen, did you not hear me when I said weād be beginning negotiations immediately?ā
Ren lowered himself even further, his earlobes just barely grazing the surface of the water.Ā āGeneral,ā he nearly purred, which just made Hux madder.Ā āYou donāt want me to show up to a meeting covered in the dirt of travel, do you?ā
āYou wear your robes and your mask, no one has to know youāre unwashed under there.āĀ
āI will know,ā Ren argued.Ā āIt will affect the negotiations if I feel irritable and filthy, wonāt it? And that is notāā His eyes flashed with mischief.Ā āA meeting you wish to attend, General.ā
Hux sighed.Ā āWell, you look perfectly clean to me now. Get going.ā
Ren tossed his head, making his hair undulate in slow motion.Ā āIāve sunk too far. Youāll have to pull me out.ā
āAre you fucking kidding me?ā
Ren lifted his arm.Ā āWalk away and Iām not getting out, General.ā
Hux felt himself go hot with anger. Just another one of Renās power games that heād have to play if he wanted things to go smoothly on this trip. Very well, then, whateverāHe stalked over, rolled back one sleeve, and took Renās hand in his. Pulled with all his strength, but Ren was pulling too, making no attempt to lift himselfā
āRen!ā he barely had time to say before losing his balance entirely and landing, headfirst, soaking his fine dress uniform, having to practically swim to right himself. He spat out a mouthful of soapy water, wincing.Ā āYou absolute brute!ā he screamed, trying in vain to put his hair back in order.Ā āLook at me!ā
āIf youāre in, you might as well enjoy it,ā Ren suggested, contorting his face into an expression he imagined was innocent.Ā
āBut the meetingā!ā
āHave you called it?ā
āNo, I was waiting for you to be finished with your little idle pastime firstāā
āSo no one is waiting for us,ā Ren interjected.Ā
Dripping, Hux began peeling off his clothes in defeat.Ā āYouāre paying for those to be laundered, you animal.ā
āAnd you are going to send a message to the officials thanking them for their generosity and telling them you expect to see them for a meeting first thing tomorrow morning,ā Ren answered, helping Hux speed the process along. The soaking wet clothes landed on the marble floor with a plop.Ā
āFine,ā Hux growled.Ā āI suppose that might be more convenient for them, anyway.ā
āThatās more like it.ā
Loathe as he was to admit it, the water was so pleasantly warm and the soaps were soothing as long as they werenāt in the mouth. Perhaps Ren had a point. Heād need to be clean and presentable for tomorrowās meeting. And he could even lie to himself and pretend that fucking in the bath might sate them both awhile, for the duration of this trip. He settled back, fully undressed now, wondering how Ren might try and improve his mood.Ā
