TechieHux

generalhuxneedsrest:

Hux doesn’t remember the last time he felt so good. His whole body is comfortably numb and it feels as if he was covered in cotton – as if his whole body changed to cotton and he had no more worry in the world.

He tries to open his eyes but they are heavy, too heavy and the world behind them is too bright.

Then he feels a warm hand dancing over his eyelids and once again, he slips into blissful nothingness.

The next time he wakes up, it hurts. His head, his whole body, his left side feels as of it was on fire. There is fire somewhere deep within him and he wants it to stop, wants it to stop burning, stinging, hurting.

He thinks that he cries out at some point, but he can’t be sure. Everything is too fuzzy, too unclear, as if he was seeing the world through tainted glass.

Someone sits down next to him and lays a comforting hand over his chest. There is a short, stinging pain in his elbow and something is laid over his nose and mouth.

He falls asleep again.

A short piece from that “Hux’s parents are good, caring people” I am writing 😀