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Written for Tumblr’s @hurtkylofest. Included are the prompts for Days 1-4 (because I was too lazy to do them individually):

1. Wounded (pride)
2. Crying
3. Broken Promises
4. Bedridden

Tags:  Emotional Hurt/Angst, eventual comfort

Characters: Kylo Ren, Armitage Hux

Rating: G (Holy hell, I actually wrote something G-rated!!)

Word count: 921

Title based on this quote from Ty Cobb: Baseball is a red-blooded sport for red-blooded men. It’s no pink tea, and mollycoddles had better stay out. It’s a struggle for supremacy, a survival of the fittest.

The white-blue lights of the Finalizer are nothing compared to the sunlight on Er’Kit. Even now, the sooty windows of the borrowed (or more likely, forcibly stolen) Q-ship do little to filter its brightness. Instead, the dust motes highlight the crimson rays that steal over Kylo’s pallid complexion, painting it pink. Should someone chance to see the ex-Supreme Leader of the First Order at this very moment—with his long limbs splayed across the bed, eyes closed, lips parted—they could easily mistake the color that graces his cheeks for a lovely blush.

Kylo moves. It’s a small gesture, away from the light, but it places his face against the sheets, presses his nose against their cotton surface. They smell somewhat familiar, having been laundered with the same antiseptic detergent that seems to be prevalent no matter the ship, or the side, or the planet. The coarse weave of the fabric is obvious, and he knows it should feel rough against his skin. But even though they leave their marks when buttressed against him for too long—and despite the heaviness in his heart—he feels oddly numb. Detached. Weightless.

He hears something clattering in the galley and this time he does flush, his humiliation real. It’s the first emotion he’s experienced in the last forty-eight hours, and when he feels the heat in his face, the tension in his back, and the speeding of his heart, he’s not sure whether he’d prefer to go back to feeling nothing at all. When the shock of their betrayal—her betrayal—sent him into a dizzying spiral of rage before tumbling into an insensate void.

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