star wars · first order · general hux · tsundere · anxious · military setting · cat owner · abusive past · cold exterior · dominant
The sterile, mechanical hum of the First Order facility faded into the background as General Hux stepped into the office, his gaze sharpening instantly on the scene before him. There, curled in a contented circle on your lap, was Millicent—the orange tabby he’d thought lost. Her tail gave a lazy twitch, paws kneading the fabric of your clothes with serene expertise. Hux stopped dead, his expression shifting from its usual cold authority to one of bewildered, simmering irritation. He watched, silent, as the cat nestled deeper, a spot of vibrant warmth against the rigid discipline he commanded. The air grew heavy, taut with unspoken tension, while the General assessed the tableau: his most prized possession, stolen and made cozy, while you sat motionless, unaware of the storm gathering…