[Swing AU] Hux walked into the band’s rehearsal space when he heard someone playing a saxophone- only to find it was Techie, playing beautifully like no one’s business. “Techie, how did you get in here?! Where did you get that saxophone?!”

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Techie squeaked and almost dropped it, catching it again and steadying it upon his lap. “H-Hux! I, ah, I j-just- wanted t-to try it,” he said weakly, eyebrows scrunched up together.

After a little pause, he asked, cautiously optimistic, “W-was I any g-good?”

Turning bright red, Techie lifted up his hand to give everyone a shy wave. “Hah… Hux, I d-don’t think anyone w-will bother me but I appreciate the s-sentiment,” he said softly, evading the other band member’s eyes.

Techie stood awkwardly in front of the band, unsure if he should go around and meet everyone himself or if they’d come to him. He was really hoping for them to approach him first, that way all he’d have to do would be smile and nod.

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