Hux was tossing and turning in bed next to Phasma as he usually did when his anxiety kicked in. The imaginary situations in his head seeming more and more realistic, the screams and cries of the people he'd hurt echoing in his head, both of which were getting louder and softer at random. The bright flames dancing menacingly in front of his eyes, the sounds of mothers calling for their children, the call he never got to hear growing up. He need to get out of bed.

So that's what he did. He got out of bed and he instantly headed for the personal kitchen him and his 2 friends shared. He was out of his damn insomnia pills again, he couldn't do anything except deal with it. He shut his door as to not wake his girlfriend and continued onward. He'd have a snack and then go to bed as always. He only walked quick at that thought.

The hallway was dark as always but the kitchen light was on, odd. He heard chewing noises and drew a knife from his pocket. He slid against the wall up to the door and listened closely. The chewing was all that can be heard. He turned the corner in dramatic fashion, only to scare the younger man sitting on the counter eating cereal. The black bed head of hair gave away his identity.

"Jesus, Ben you scared the crap out of me!" Hux exclaimed as the younger man who was basically his son at this point, steadied himself.

A quiet "Sorry" was all he got back. He looked like he'd been there for a short while.

"Why are you awake?" Hux asked. "Nightmare?"

Ben shrugged and used the force to hover his bowl and spoon to feed himself. Hux looked at his watch before speaking up again.

"Why are you eating cereal at 4am?" He asked before stealing a cheerio from his bowl. He tossed it up before landing it on his tongue and consuming it.

"Hungry and I knew you were having trouble sleeping so I made you a bowl with cinnamon in it like Phas does, just the way you like it" He hummed as he floated the milk into the spar bowl on the counter and flew it over to Hux.

Hux gave a warm smile and ate with him. The he remembered what he needed to learn. Sometimes all you need is a little love. Whether it be from his makeshift family or not, all he needed was a break from taking care of everyone else to let them take care of him.