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.

The days passed, and Kylo received no word from Techie at all. Sometimes they passed each other in the corridors and he’d keep his eyes trained on the ground, and when Kylo was far enough, he’d whip around and stare longingly at his retreating back.

Fuck Hux, Techie thinks to himself, frustrated. What was his problem? ‘I’ll have the troopers use you for target practice if you so much as glance in Ren’s direction’ MY ASS. 

While he wondered why Hux made such a big deal about his fledgling relationship with Kylo, the bigger question was how he’d known! And so quickly too!

Techie steeled himself and snuck out at midnight to Ren’s room. He knocked softly, nervous. Would Kylo hate him? Did he think Techie hated HIM?

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.

“You’ll come s-see me some other time, won’t you?” Techie’s heart pounded. Tonight had gone pretty well, but it wasn’t a guarantee of anything, no matter how much Techie wished it could be. 

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

kylocanyounot:

techiehux:

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 chuckles into the crook of Ren’s neck. “It is. B-but it’s nice, I hope?” He’s about to say something else, maybe give him a few more kisses, when a datapad on the corner of the bed beeped. Pulling away, he picked it up and flicked through it quickly, still snug on Ren’s lap. 

When he puts it back down, he looks crestfallen. “I’ve been called away,” Techie frowns, and searches Ren’s face for a reaction.

He his in agreement, and nearly even closes his eyes when he here’s the mechanical beep from the side of the room. Techie lept from his arms and his lap was suddenly too cold.

Ren looks torn between trying to his his disappointment and not being able to. “That’s…unfortunate. Is it work? Don’t let them push you around Techie. I swear I will take care of them. But if you have to go I understand.”

He sighs, apologetic. “Yeah. I have to g-go… Hux is calling me for something. It must b-be important. Don’t wanna go but…” Techie disentangles his limbs from Ren’s and runs a hand through his tousled red hair in a sad attempt to straighten it out. “You can take the cake back to y-your, um, room. And borrow the music player, if you want. You could even stay h-here, but I really have to go.”

He pocketed the datapad and straightened the rest of his clothes out. Techie kept shooting longing glances towards Ren all the while.

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 chuckles into the crook of Ren’s neck. “It is. B-but it’s nice, I hope?” He’s about to say something else, maybe give him a few more kisses, when a datapad on the corner of the bed beeped. Pulling away, he picked it up and flicked through it quickly, still snug on Ren’s lap. 

When he puts it back down, he looks crestfallen. “I’ve been called away,” Techie frowns, and searches Ren’s face for a reaction.

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.

“We can work on it, if you l-like,” Techie smiled, voice warm. He leaned closer once more, lips ghosting over the corner of Ren’s lips. ‘What an addictive man, he thought,’ high on the kisses and affection. ‘I want all of him.’

Techie looped his arms around Ren’s neck again and pressed them together, practically sliding onto his lap. He was being much too needy, he knew, but it had been so long since someone had touched him. 

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

kylocanyounot:

techiehux:

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.

Noting Ren’s odd tone, Techie asks, “Is it alr-right if I bring my friend Matt around to meet you one of these days? He th-thinks you’re really cool! I’ll bet he’d l-love to be your friend.”

Techie was already imagining the three of them becoming inseparable, like that ancient tale… The Three Musketeers? The name didn’t matter so much, only the idea. Ren looked lonely even on a good day, and Techie wanted so badly to help!

“Matt? And he works on board? I don’t see why I can’t meet him at least.

Was he even allowed to have friends? Was that too Light for him? He felt like a confused child.

“Wh-what’s the matter?” He didn’t want to say it out loud, but… Kylo looked constipated. Techie ran his hands soothingly up and down his arms in an attempt to smooth out his furrowed brows. “It looks like s-something’s bugging you.”

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.

Noting Ren’s odd tone, Techie asks, “Is it alr-right if I bring my friend Matt around to meet you one of these days? He th-thinks you’re really cool! I’ll bet he’d l-love to be your friend.”

Techie was already imagining the three of them becoming inseparable, like that ancient tale… The Three Musketeers? The name didn’t matter so much, only the idea. Ren looked lonely even on a good day, and Techie wanted so badly to help!

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.

When Ren’s hand settles comfortingly on his shoulder, Techie practically melts. The weight of it is reassuring, and his skin is warm like sitting before a fireplace, all snug. He smiles wide before he can school his expression into something less lovestruck. “Nope. I n-never invite people over… You’re the f-first! Including you, I only h-have one other friend anyways. I don’t know who else I’d, ah, th-throw a party for.”

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.

“YOUR party,” he corrects, eyes glued to Ren’s lips. “For you! Not f-for me.” Techie takes his strong hands and leads him shyly towards the edge of his bed. When he imagines what Ren must be thinking, he frantically clarifies, “Oh! I th-thought you might w-want to, um, s-sit down instead of standing for so l-long…”