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It was easy to forgot they were married. They were separated more often than not, either by Hux’s work or Ren’s missions or both. Ren could be gone for weeks at a time and Hux was too busy to go to bed most nights.

Ren’s wedding band felt hot under his glove as he stormed across the hangar. It had been two standard months since his departure and he was back a few days earlier than expected. His plan was to go straight to his and Hux’s shared quarters, take a hot shower and just crawl into bed. He’d deal with the rest the following day and his report technically wasn’t expecting until after his predicted return.

Their quarters were a goddamn mess. Hux must have forgotten to call a cleaning droid. Ren made a note to do so in the morning. He looked around the room and could see at least five cad mugs scattered about. And food trays and plates. Hux even left his holoscreens on. Ren switched them off before heading to the bedroom.

Hux was in bed. Ren had to do a double take. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d seen Hux asleep. In their bed no less. He was fully dressed, boots and all, and had his face buried in what looked like one of Ren’s shirts. Ren remembered leaving it out before he left.

Ren crouched down beside the bed and rests his hand on Hux’s hip. “Hux,” he said, giving him a little shake. “Hey, baby, wake up…”

Hux crinkled his nose and tried to bat Ren’s hand away. Ren shook him again. Hux’s eyes scrunched shut tighter and makes an annoyed sound.

“Wake up, come on… you hate it when we have boots on the bed…”

Hux’s eyes blinked open and he squinted in the darkness. He licked his lips. “Ren?”

“Mm. Here let me take your boots off…”

Before he even finished, Hux flung himself at him, looping his arms around his neck in a fiercely tight embrace.

“You’re home.”

Ren exhales and wrapped a strong arm around Hux’s waist, pressing a kiss to his hair. “I’m home, baby.”