temptedbythelight:

techiehux:

Shyly, Techie takes his hand and scoots a little closer to his imposing figure. Then his eyes slip shut, and all that is left is for him to wait. Techie tries to dispel the warm blush over his cheeks from the point where their skin touches, but the entire world feels like it has narrowed to that single point of contact.

Kylo closed his eyes and connected with Techie. His own mind was focused and sharp, cold. He was grounded in the room, and amplified their breaths, amplified the sensations of their joined hands.

Quietly, he focused on the breaths, and tuned everything else out, pulling Techie with him.

His mind starts to soften around the edges like cotton, welcoming Kylo inside rather than expelling him. Techie willingly opens himself to Kylo, showing him pages upon pages of his story, of his life. From a distance, he felt his presence within his mind and felt comforted, secure. 

He didn’t have the tools to understand what was happening, what he was doing, but he trusted Kylo. It was odd, but Techie did. Maybe he was desperate for a friend, or for more.