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techiehux:

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Matt laid sprawled out on his bed. Someone could mistake him as being asleep the way his chest rose and fell so lightly almost unnoticeable. That was if they didn’t look closer at him which most people probably wouldn’t. However if they did they would see the open and empty bottle of pills laying in his open palm.

Techie looked like hell. There was dried vomit all over him, the bags under his eyes had also developed bags, and his eyes were red-rimmed from more than just allergies and rust. He’d been sobbing from terror out in the hallway. A world without Matt wasn’t a world he wanted to live in at all. Techie clenched his jaw and asked with a wavering, broken voice, “Wh-What the f-f-fuck, Matt?” He drew nearer and placed his forehead on Matt’s shoulder, taking a shaky breath.

“I can’t lose you, M-Mattie. Please… don’t d-do that ever again.”

Matt winced when he heard cure at him like that. He didn’t blame him he probably would have done the same thing if he had found techie in suck a situation. He didn’t know what had made him or maybe he did. Yes he definitely did. He was weak and lonely and hated the way almost everyone in this ship treated him. He was growing sick of it and didn’t think anyone would really miss him if he wasn’t around anymore.

“ I-I’m sorry techie I just I just kriff I just I’m sorry…I didn’t think…”

that was just it the technician hadn’t thought. He curled into himself as he felt tears start to slide down his eyes. He heaved a bit feeling like he might throw up again but he didn’t.

“ it’s just it’s so hard…too hard. No one here ever makes anything easy…it feel like…kriff.”

Techie pulled Matt into a tight hug, resting his head against his lap. They were both gross right now, and that didn’t matter at all. “I can’t live w-without you,” he sobs, “Matt, Mattie, please, please.” Somehow he needs to prove to him that he’s loved, and, most importantly, worth loving.

So Techie holds his bestest friend in the entire universe, rocks him gently while he cries, and whispers soft, sweet praise and promises; swearing he’ll be there for him no matter what, no matter when, no matter how.

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Matt looked up from the thing he had been working on.
“ sure techie you can ask me anything. You know that.”

Magic. This is magic. It must be.

Techie’s heart is beating so loud in his ears that he hardly hears himself stammer, “R-Really? So, wh-what does this m-mean? What… do we do?” Unspoken was this: Are we in a relationship now?

If they were, he was going to keep kissing Matt for the rest of his life. Every morning, every night, any time.

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techiehux:

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Matt’s face flushed as he looked at the roses that were still clutches in his hands. Slowly his eyes rose to meet techies again a small smile spreading on his face. He sucked in a deep breath as he forced himself to keep his gaze steady with techies. He had bought the roses and now he was going to through with this. That’s what he told himself at least, not chicken out like he’d done every other time that he found himself in a similar situation.
“ t-they’re for you.”

Once there, Techie carefully puts his flowers in a thin vase with clear, cool water. Then, the redhead drops to his knees in front of his desk, pulling out a rose made of red and green twisting wires. He stands up, breathlessly excited, and holds it out to Matt. “Happy V-Valentine’s Day!”

Matt’s eyes fell upon the wire rose. His eyes sparked as he the red and green creation. It was the most Benin he had ever seen. Extending his hand he took it from techie clutching it tightly to his chest.

“ thank you techie this is best thing anyone’s ever given me.”

He puffs out his chest with pride. “Next year’s gift’ll be even b-better! I promise!”