techiehux:

“I promise I w-will, Captain. As soon as I’m done f-fixing up this console! “You-know-who” s-smashed it again.”

“You’re w-welcome,” he preened, unconsciously leaning forward to chase after her retreating lips. His pupils are wide open and whirring as he stares at Phasma with obvious puppy-love. “I worked r-really hard on them,” Techie says, and parts his lips the slightest bit.