A flash of red caught his eye. There weren’t that many red-heads around after all. “Hux! We need to discuss–” his vocoder voice cut off mid sentence as he finally got a decent look at the man. It wasn’t the General, but… “How…? Who are you?” he demanded. -kylocanyounot

techiehux:

@kylocanyounot

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.

“Stay,” Techie blurts out, much too fast. He hates all the stuff they do to his eyes when he gets them checked. Maybe having Kylo Ren around to talk to while the tests go on would help keep him distracted.

“You think I’m t-tolerable?” That’s the nicest thing anyone has ever said to him. Even Armitage, at best, occasionally calls him “other Hux” instead of “reject”. “Sibling” in the rare event that he had a good lay and is in a better mood.

A different droid comes in and does a quick but obnoxiously loud outer scan of his sclera, cornea, and iris. The worst part is yet to come.

Sarah was still half asleep. She yawned “oh. Ok…” she was very weary of this, she didn’t want to leave techie, but she knew she couldn’t just follow him to the operating room. She got and took her necklace off. “Here, for luck” she hand him her rose quartz necklace and gave him a kiss to his forehead. “Good luck techie” she had tears in her eyes once again. “I wish I could go with you” then, she put his hand up to the top of her chest so he could feel her scar “I had a transplant too”

“I’m r-really scared, but I know your n-neckl-lace will keep me safe, Sarah.” He ran his fingertips gently over her transplant scars. “We’ll be th-the same,” he smiled, as they began to wheel him away to the operating room.

Techie’s good eye began to click in the closest thing to tears he could get. “See y-you soon,” he promised her.

A flash of red caught his eye. There weren’t that many red-heads around after all. “Hux! We need to discuss–” his vocoder voice cut off mid sentence as he finally got a decent look at the man. It wasn’t the General, but… “How…? Who are you?” he demanded. -kylocanyounot

techiehux:

@kylocanyounot

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, meanwhile, was blushing like a newlywed at being picked up in Ren’s arms. He wasn’t used to being touched at all, much less so kindly (or by someone so scary).

All he could do was cling to Ren like a child and hope this wasn’t an elaborate trick or a new, strange form of abuse. He wasn’t sure he could survive something like that. Still, Ren kept feeding him the calm and as they went to the medbay Techie began to melt into Ren.

This is very… nice, actually.

The ride was over much too soon, and Ren deposited him onto the cot. Techie looked up at Ren in wonder. “Th-thank you,” he said, “You didn’t h-have to help m-me, so I… I r-really appreciate it.”

[Swing AU] Hux walked into the band’s rehearsal space when he heard someone playing a saxophone- only to find it was Techie, playing beautifully like no one’s business. “Techie, how did you get in here?! Where did you get that saxophone?!”

techiehux:

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?”

Turning bright red, Techie lifted up his hand to give everyone a shy wave. “Hah… Hux, I d-don’t think anyone w-will bother me but I appreciate the s-sentiment,” he said softly, evading the other band member’s eyes.

Techie stood awkwardly in front of the band, unsure if he should go around and meet everyone himself or if they’d come to him. He was really hoping for them to approach him first, that way all he’d have to do would be smile and nod.

[Swing AU] Hux walked into the band’s rehearsal space when he heard someone playing a saxophone- only to find it was Techie, playing beautifully like no one’s business. “Techie, how did you get in here?! Where did you get that saxophone?!”

techiehux:

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?”

Techie’s face breaks into a huge, uninhibited grin. “Thank you! Oh, thank you, H-Hux! I’ll be there, I s-swear!” He takes a few reeds and puts them in the pocket of his mechanic overalls, dashing out to return to work.

“P-please! Don’t h-hurt me, I’ll, I’ll do anyth-thing!”

the-knightof-ren:

Kylo looked down at the man, he sneered a bit. He knelt down to his level and gave a small smirk “Anything? You mean that do you? What do you have to offer me, pathetic man?” he held his hair to make him look at him in the eyes. 

Every inch of Techie was on fire. “You don’t have to b-be a monster,” he said. “What’s done is done. You can do g-good things from now on, and make others as happy as you’ve m-made me…”

Realizing what he just said, he lets go of Ren’s hands and covers his flushed face, embarrassed. But he feels compelled to damn himself one more time, “I th-think that you saved me too,” he smiles shyly, peeking out from between his fingers.

He gets ever closer to Ren…

And lightly brushes his lips against his cheek.

“Of course!” She smiled. Sarah undid techies restraints and carefully wrapped her arms around his chest “I’ll hold you so you can’t get away” she joked. She was blushing madly, butterflies fluttering in her stomach. “I’ve actually never c-cuddled with anyone,” she confessed. “But im so happy you’re the first person I get to cuddle with.” She yawned and buried her face in his beautiful red hair.

He held her close reverently with his arm and sighed, content. “I’m g-glad too,” he whispered to Sarah, and began to drift off.