Techie hadn’t been having a good day. Not at all. Matt was nowhere to be found, Hux was busy doing who knows what, and his supervisor, Leslie, absolutely hated his guts. Which was why he jumped at the chance to get away from the monotony (and Leslie’s whining), accepting a recently requested job he hadn’t even looked at.
The last thing he expected was to find himself outside Lieutenant Mitaka’s quarters and realize he left his toolbox…somewhere? But it was too late to go find it, he’d knocked on the door and now it was opening!
Nobody has ever *wanted* to touch Techie before. He’s totally shocked, eyes whirring noisily as they focus and refocus again on Mitaka’s sweet face. It’s a little overwhelming, being asked by a superior to hold hands just minutes after meeting them, but holding hands is… so nice. And the young Lieutenant doesn’t seem like a scary guy, so, shyly, Techie reaches out and slots their hands together.
His hand is warm and a little sweaty but Techie’s is too, and a blush rises high on his cheeks.
This is beyond strange. He likes it.
“Uhm, oh- okay, let me b-backtrack and see if I c-can find out where I l-left them,” he stutters, flustered. He’d stopped at the cafeteria on his way here to grab a small breaded pastry (he didn’t know what it was; only that he hadn’t eaten in two days).
“Th-the cafeteria,” he says, “Maybe.”
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