[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 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.