[victorious, han follows him inside, closing the door behind him. like a normal person, thankfully.]
You're still seeing that guy? [he complains mildly, with the air of someone who didn't really expect to hear differently but is nonetheless disappointed.] I guess I can keep it down if it means I don't have to deal with him today.
[He says this in an annoyed way, like Han should know things won't change that drastically in such a short period. Not that he knows how long passed for Han, or like he's about to actually admit he's seeing Hux. It's an easy way to shove back any anxiety he may have had about his father's "return point."
Ren gets to work in the kitchen, fetching a pan and a few ingredients. As much as he'd prefer Han to leave, he's resigned to the man staying for a little longer.]
It's part of his charm. [Not really.] I'm used to it.
[It's obvious soon enough that Ren is making omelettes, not wasting any time by turning his attention towards Han. Still, his annoyance at his father's proximity may be heating the stove a bit faster than it needs to be, so—]
[han huffs at him, extensively, both for his defensive of hux and his giving of orders.]
You shouldn't have to put up with it. And I can cook, alright? Or at least chop stuff up. Great at choppin' things.
[at least he's not hovering super close anymore, to give ren room to prep the food. but he doesn't want to just go sit awkwardly in the living room or something either.]
[He gets the feeling that if he gives Han an inch he'll take a mile, and he's already gotten enough dad-affection for the day. He glowers at the other man for a moment before gesturing with his head towards the corner of the kitchen, where there's nothing he needs and is far enough out of the way to minimize Kylo's irritation.]
Just stand over there.
[And because he feels the need to defend his decisions and his partner, even if he'd much rather Han not know at all, he grumbles a response about Hux as he scowls at the pan in front of him.]
It's not as if that's the only thing he's capable of.
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You're still seeing that guy? [he complains mildly, with the air of someone who didn't really expect to hear differently but is nonetheless disappointed.] I guess I can keep it down if it means I don't have to deal with him today.
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You've only been gone three days.
[He says this in an annoyed way, like Han should know things won't change that drastically in such a short period. Not that he knows how long passed for Han, or like he's about to actually admit he's seeing Hux. It's an easy way to shove back any anxiety he may have had about his father's "return point."
Ren gets to work in the kitchen, fetching a pan and a few ingredients. As much as he'd prefer Han to leave, he's resigned to the man staying for a little longer.]
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[that's right, he'll just sling hux under that bus as he peeks around ren's arm, trying to see what he's doing.]
Want a hand?
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It's part of his charm. [Not really.] I'm used to it.
[It's obvious soon enough that Ren is making omelettes, not wasting any time by turning his attention towards Han. Still, his annoyance at his father's proximity may be heating the stove a bit faster than it needs to be, so—]
Get out of my kitchen.
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You shouldn't have to put up with it. And I can cook, alright? Or at least chop stuff up. Great at choppin' things.
[at least he's not hovering super close anymore, to give ren room to prep the food. but he doesn't want to just go sit awkwardly in the living room or something either.]
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Just stand over there.
[And because he feels the need to defend his decisions and his partner, even if he'd much rather Han not know at all, he grumbles a response about Hux as he scowls at the pan in front of him.]
It's not as if that's the only thing he's capable of.