Techie’s fists balled up to mirror the surge of determination he felt. Yes, he’d heard quite a bit about Kylo in his time as a technician. This would be different, though. Up close and personal…
“I’ve h-heard some stuff and seen the aftereffects,” he admits. “But I. I still… w-want this. Want you. It’s okay to sh-show me your not-so-good side, and I’ll show you mine, too.”
He smiled. “Brave of you,” he said. “What are some of the worst parts of you that you think would match mine?” He stepped in and rested his head on Techie’s shoulder. It was nice. Just having someone so willing to accept him.
Placing his hands gently over Kylo’s head, cradling him close, Techie tried not to let the genuine panic show on his face. He’d been a terrible douchebag for so many years…
With a shivering-scared heart, Techie works up the courage to say, “I was an ad-d-dict. If it got me high, I’d use it. At the time, I was married and my family… Th-they knew. I wasn’t a g-good dad or a h-husband; far from it. Lost my j-job in construction, so I n-needed to feed my habit in others ways… You could find me b-b-blowing dudes in an alleyway on any given night.”
Techie takes a deep, shuddering breath. It almost turns into an outright sob. “Kylo… I was worthless.”
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