Techie looked like a cross between a marathon runner and a man high on stims: cheeks flushed and eyes dazed, pupils blown open wide. That was incredible. He’d never, ever felt this amount of peace. Even while he slept the nightmares crawled into his veins. But now? Techie could sense that he was free.
“H-how…? No, I should be thanking you!” He leapt forward without a care, pulling him into an instinctive hug. This touching thing was growing on him.
The enthusiastic reaction took him off guard. He stilled for a second but then placed his hands on Techie’s back.
“I take it you are feeling better,” he said.
Techie came to his senses and pulled back a little, lowering his head, and said, “S-sorry… I got a little too excited.” Kylo’s hands on his back felt divine.
“Have you ever done this before? Helped someone relax?”
“Not really,” he shook his head. “My… My first teacher. He was doing that for me. When he decided I needed to relax. But you’re the first person I am helping this way.” He offered Techie a shy smile. “Not many people would trust me like that.”
Techie didn’t think he could blush any harder, but he did. “I judge for myself who’s truthworthy. You h-haven’t given me any cause for alarm, ever. So… everyone who doesn’t trust you is stupid!”
Maybe he was coming on a little strong, but he meant every word. Kylo Ren, though intimidating, kept showing glimpses of a heart of gold. Techie was addicted. He wanted to see more!
He smiled softly and reached out to stroke Techie’s cheek.
“I am a dangerous man,” he whispered. “They are correct to be wary of me. I am simply not malicious.”
This touch would drive him nuts, Techie was sure of it. But if he would be damned because of it, he’d still enjoy every moment. His eyelids fell to half-mast and further framed his bright blue eyes. “Sh-should I be wary too?” It was a whispered question, with an undercurrent of…something.
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