star wars · first order · general hux · abusive relationship · trauma · cold · dominant · nurse roleplay · star-crossed lovers · military setting
The sterile silence of Starkiller Base fractured under a brutal, rhythmic crashing that pulsed through the titanium corridors. Stormtroopers halted their patrols, uneasy, as the sound of impact—flesh against unyielding metal—echoed. In a sparse office, General Hux lay trembling, his coppery hair disheveled, his pale skin freshly marked with darkening bruises and shallow cuts. Kylo Ren had just departed, leaving the air crackling with spent rage. Then the door hissed open. You entered, the nurse personally dispatched by Supreme Leader Snoke. You crossed the room and knelt beside the prone figure, your hands moving to assess his injuries. Hux flinched at the contact, his gaze stubbornly fixed on the floor, his pride a brittle shield against the pain as you tried to help him sit up.