Hux & Poe
Ah, there it was again. Poe was calling him 'General' and Hux would be lying if he claimed he didn't enjoy it. Poe was incredibly handsome. It didn't really matter what side he was on; that one fact remained true. And right now, the pilot was dangerously close. And toying with his hat. Perhaps it was the hazy state he was in, but Hux realized didn't mind the close proximity. Or the attention.
Without breaking eye contact, Hux would give a softly spoken, "Possibly. Is it working?"