Rey Kanata is a senior in high school, a girl from the city who just moved into the country life surrounding Mishawaka, IN. When she takes a class in Agricultural Science as the only elective needed in order to graduate, her life changes irrevocably...
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Rey emerged from the bathroom just as Ben ended the call. With a casual flick of his wrist, he flung the phone to the countertop in front of him, indicating the conversation with whoever hadn't ended well. Although, she had a strong suspicion as for who that other person might've been. After many failed attempts that morning Hux must have finally reached him.
Standing hunched with his palms suctioned to the bar, Ben didn't hasten to explain the reason for his reaction when she approached. With his focus heavily boring through the device like it had caused his distress, he hardly acknowledged her presence. The apartment was uncomfortably quiet save for the hum of shower water running through conduit. Before she had left the bathroom she turned it on, wanting it warm and ready for them.
Her mouth opened to ask what the conversation was about but then quickly thought against it. Her stomach began to churn, implying she already knew. His tense body language. Limited talk. The phone calls. It all pointed to the notion of their secret no longer being theirs. It was a fear that'd haunted her since the start of their relationship.
Choosing to stay mute she bit her bottom lip and raised a hand to gently touch his shoulder, gaining his attention after he hesitated to look. Turning at the waist, he folded his arms over her shoulders and pulled her towards him. She buried her face into his bare chest and wrapped her arms around his torso, breathing him in deeply, while he kissed the crown of her head.
"Let me guess, Hux," she murmured, turning her face she pressed her cheek to his sternum.
He said nothing further beyond a nod. The motion only made her tighten her hold on him, fearing the response to her question. It wasn't necessary to ask really, but rather than assuming like she always did, she needed to hear him say it.
"What did he say?"
Ben didn't reply right away. While he prolonged the anticipation her anxiety was boiling over. His tranquility of the matter though was more than telling.
"Enough," he whispered ominously.
Furrowing her brows, she raised her head and looked at him, imploring him to say more. "What do you mean enough ?"
"Enough," he repeated again, wincing. "And nothing that you need to worry about right now."
Her brows creased at his shortness, magnifying the scowl that crept to her lips. "Now isn't the time to clam up on me, Ben," she chided. "There's only one reason for him to call so many times, and leaving you acting so out of touch afterward. If it's about us then I deserve to know."
He took a breath and pursed his lips, relenting. "He just said it was about you, saying that he and I needed to talk."
There it was, the confession that brought upon a whole new onslaught of questions to her head. Did that mean that Maz knew also, assuming that Hux had called her too? How did he find out? Was it Rose who blabbed and had somehow come back to Hux? She was certain it hadn't been Sabine, knowing how close she was to Ben. Out of a dozen other queries, she found herself only asking one.
