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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.”

“I- mmph!” Techie had been about to claim Matt for himself, too, when his boyfriend -BOYFRIEND!- leaned close and stole another kiss. This was probably the only time in history that a person was very enthusiastic about getting robbed.

He pressed himself flush against Matt’s broad chest and nipped at his sexy-soft lips, lost in a torrent of glee and love. Then, Techie trailed his kisses a little lower to the curve of Matt’s jaw.

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Matt blinked as he slowly woke up. There was someone in bed with him that he could feel. It freaked him out slightly at first until his eyes landed upon the familiar mop of red hair on the pillow next to him. Techie hadn’t been there when he went to sleep but It wasn’t in common for either of them to climb into the others bed in the middle of the night. It was one of the reasons why they had given each other their access codes. Matt laid on his side smiling at the man laying next to him. It was hard sometimes being this close to him and not being able to do what he wanted.

It was a second before he felt an odd feeling around his finger. It confused him as he never wore any jewelry it did mix well with his job. His eyes widened a bit as he saw the golden band wrapped around his ring finger. He knew just what that meant but when did he get married he certainly didn’t do it in his sleep and to whom was he married. At that moment the gong we flung his arm around Matt’s side causing the technician to flush. His face flushed more eyes widening as he saw the same golden band wrapped around techies ring finger. He sat bolt up in bed when he realized that it was techie to whom he was apparently married. This must have been a joke because when did he he get married to him. Not that he didn’t want to but he would have liked to remember doing it.

“ what the Kriff happened last night?!?”

Techie made a soft hum and stretched out leisurely, sitting up. “Sex. You know, the usual,” he smiles wickedly, before cuddling up against Matt’s side, big blue eyes staring adoringly up at his husband. He’s wearing nothing more than tiny silk briefs (perilously thin), a love bite proudly on his neck, and a grin.

“Good m-morning, Mattie.”

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Matt stiffened when he felt techies hand run up his thigh. His eyes locked on techies before he let out a soft gasp as he felt the hand continue to run up his shirt. Still? He’d been tapping his foot because that’s what he did when he was bored or nervous. He didn’t know why that had warranted touching him in such a way.
“ sorry was that bothering you?”

There was something faraway about the look in Techie’s eyes. As though he wasn’t totally there, with his head in the clouds instead of securely in the room with them. His pupils didn’t focus quite right, either; instead floating across Matt’s face without any real purpose. He looked vaguely ill.

“Matt. I’m having a. P-Panic. It’s,” Techie wheezed, feeling short on air and chest so tight his heartbeat felt like it would break through his stretched skin. His hands moved on their own accord, trying to grasp Matt for dear life while he was so out of it he didn’t even know what the hell he was touching.

That would explain the groping, then.

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techiehux:

Of course! Go ahead, Mattie ❤️

[T3CH13N1C1@N posted at 8:54PM]

Matt smiled at the other man. He had been hoping that the red head would answer that way. He’d often thought about doing this to the others hair but until now he’d never gotten up the courage to ask him. He thought that it might come off as weird or creepy.

“ really? I can? Do you need it washed first or can I go ahead and braid it?”

He hadn’t washed his hair in two weeks…

“Yeah, I sh-should wash it first. Give me a few minutes.” Techie grabs his ridiculous-looking shower googles and fits them securely over his eyes. This way they’ll stay dry and it’ll limit the irritation. He shrugs out of his oversized shirt and heads for the fresher. Thanks to Hux, he’s got running water instead of a sonic. Sonics work well but nothing beats the feel of clean water cascading over you, droplets pooling at the tip of your nose.

In the fresher, Techie sits under the spray and suds up his hair with that flower scented bar soap he likes so much, the door slightly ajar. He must look stupid, and in front of Matt, to boot!

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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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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!”

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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.”