heresetrash:

Here’s the second fic from my Kylux holiday prompts. Thank you so much for the prompt! This one is just dumb. Also, I’m clearly uncapable of writing short fics 

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2198 words. NSFW (a lil bit).

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“This year, for the holidays, I have decided to try something new.”

Hux was standing in the middle of the bridge with his gloved hands tucked neatly behind his back, addressing the officers in front of him directly, and anyone else on the ship via holocom. The officers were all watching him in attentive silence.

“To boost morale and camaraderie, we will play a game,” he continued.

A few of his officers blinked up at him, and Hux detected confusion among them.

“We will all take part in what is commonly referred to as secret santa,” he went on to explain. “As soon as I’m finished here, you will all receive a message on your personal datapads, with the name of a person chosen at random. Within the coming week, you must secretly present this person with a gift. When all gifts have been handed out, the secret santas will be revealed.”

His officers looked even more confused at that, some of them even turning their heads to look questioningly at each other.

Hux knitted his eyebrows. “It’s meant to be fun,” he pointed out.

Dismissing everyone, Hux returned to his quarters, where he sat down in front of his personal console to send out the secret santa messages he had pre-programmed. He pressed the send button, and seconds later a secret santa message appeared in his own inbox.

Curious as to who he would get, he tapped the screen to open it, and read:

Happy holidays from the First Order!
Your secret santa recipient is: Kylo Ren.

Hux stared at the screen in front of him. There had to be some kind of mistake. There was no chance his own programming had been so cruel as to give him Kylo Ren as his recipient. He exited the message app, restarted it and opened the message again, and although he knew it couldn’t possibly have changed, he still hoped it somehow had.

Kylo Ren’s name glared back at him from the bright screen, making Hux groan. What was he supposed to gift the Knight of Ren, Supreme Leader Snoke’s apprentice, and the cockiest bastard he had ever met in his entire life?

Sighing, he leaned back in his chair. He didn’t know anything about what Ren liked, besides working out and smashing the ship interior.

An hour later, after having wracked his brain for ideas and searching for hints in Ren’s personnel file (which was severely lacking because someone was the Supreme Leader’s pet), he still had no idea, and it was already becoming annoying.

Hux huffed. Typical Ren to be a nuisance without even trying.

It seemed he would have to figure this out using different tactics. And he would figure it out. If getting Ren the perfect secret santa gift was the last thing he did, then so be it.

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