Man, I can relate to being compared! I may not have 34 brothers, and I’m not a girl, but Hux is such an important guy in the First Order that he might as well be worth 34 of him!! Hux is good to me, actually. But UGH! I’m tired of him overshadowing me. If you come over and want to vent with me I’d be happy 🙂
[T3CH13N1C1@N posted at 8:27PM]
Techie froze and felt ice run through his veins. Why is Kylo Ren, of all people, talking to him?! The blood is pulsing so hard in his ears that he doesn’t even know what the man is saying, and can only stare blankly at him.
“Um, ah,” he says, very intelligently.
And then bolts for the nearest exit.
Techie lets go of Kylo as if scorched, eyes wide with disbelief. “You…liked Hux?” The thought of it sends him into a mental tailspin.
“Past tense. Yes. And he hates me so it doesn’t matter. Why does this distress you?” It was actually pretty obvious this time.
“I. I don’t-” He grasped at his hair with both fists and took a deep, shuddering breath. “I’m s-sorry. It’s my own, um, insecurities. Hux and I d-don’t… we aren’t on the same level. My father used to call me th-the replacement Hux. S-so, I feel like people are comparing us all the time… f-for a second I thought that you’d st-started liking me just because- b-because I look like him…”
He gazed up at Kylo with sad, watering eyes. “F-fuck. I’m pathetic.”
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?”
When the song was done, Techie grinned wide despite the somber melody, high on the euphoria of playing. He turned to Hux, cheeks flushed and eyes vibrant. “I did g-good, didn’t I?” He puffed his chest out, proud.
It was so rare he felt good about himself! His fingers itched to pick up the sax again, and soon.
Hux smiled broadly, a feat he hadn’t done for a long time.
“Techie, you were amazing. Welcome to the band. Honestly, I’ve never heard a sax player as amazing as you. Where did you learn to play like that?”
He mirrored Hux’s elated expression and laughed. “I w-watched you guys, mostly. Quietly, though! I never told you I did, but… this turned out g-great!” Techie placed the sax down gently and got closer to Hux and Phasma, excited.
“I’m in the band?! Y-you mean it?!”
I’m writing a Hux/Techie (huxcest?) fic! This is going to be fun! Wish me luck 🙂
“Th-that’s when I’ll be able to sneak you out for good. Anything b-before that, and we, uh, run the risk of getting caught. You’ll have to trust me on this, okay?” He was already on edge; having Nao mistrust him too would make this unbearable. “For now, you’ll stay here. With me.”
Trust? How could she trust him? It was an impossible request she refused to fulfil. ‘No way will I trust you.’ She thinks to herself. Trusting no-one was by far a much safer option.
“It’s not like I can go anywhere else. Got a place I can hide in? A box will do.”His eyes boggled. She was small, sure, but… a BOX? Still looking a little surprised, he said carefully, “Y-you can take my bed. I don’t sleep in it much anyways…” It was a lie, but a kind one. Nao was probably more exhausted than he was.
The prospect of a bed was tempting, exceptionally tempting. She hadn’t slept in a proper bed in a considerable amount of time. In fact she wasn’t sure if she could remember what a bed felt like let alone what it was like to sleep in one. “Oh…” She paused, understanding that she would need to thank him and feeling reluctant to do so. “Uhm. Y’know. Thanks.” She looked away, sheepish.
“I have a s-sonic too, if you want to get cleaned up. Um, you don’t have to worry that I’ll, er, peek or anyth-thing, I don’t like women all that much, a-and I wouldn’t do that anyways…” Techie’s face lit up like a flashlight. What an embarrassing thing to say to someone he’d just met! But whenever he got nervous around people like this, it was one blunder after another with no end in sight.
Techie sat at his desk, staring straight at the wall like he could make a hole in it. When he heard her come in, he stood up on shaky legs and practically collapsed on her. “He said…” his voice lowered even more, like he was whispering something treacherous, “Mattie said th-that he… likes me!” He buried his face into Sarah’s hair.
“He’s liked me all this time!!”
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?”
When the song was done, Techie grinned wide despite the somber melody, high on the euphoria of playing. He turned to Hux, cheeks flushed and eyes vibrant. “I did g-good, didn’t I?” He puffed his chest out, proud.
It was so rare he felt good about himself! His fingers itched to pick up the sax again, and soon.
“You’re holding it wrong,” Hux says, tapping his foot with arms crossed. Techie lets out a frustrated wail and sets the saxophone down gently, bringing his hands up to cradle his head. They’ve been at this for more than an hour and he still can’t get even the basics down.
Whether this is proof that Techie is a moron (as he himself believes) or he’s merely sleep deprived is yet to be seen.
Hux gestures for him to try again. Resigned, he picks the sax back up. A few more times and then he’s quitting! “Already t-told you I’m only good at repairs…” he huffed, but raised the mouthpiece to his lips once more. He curled his lips over his teeth and formed a tight seal so no air would escape, just like Hux taught him.
“Good, good!” declared his brother, proud. Techie perked up a little. So far so good.
But once he blew into the sax, Hux cringed and shook his head before stomping over closer to him. “No, that’s not the right note!” He rolled his eyes dramatically and groaned.
Looks like they’d be at this for quite some time!
Still, Techie wanted to make Armitage proud. So he pushed down his self-doubt, grit his teeth, and resolved to practice until he was better than Hux himself!
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