kylocanyounot:

techiehux:

techiehux:

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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 thought for a moment, then a slow smile bloomed on his lips. “I have an id-idea. Will y-you come by my room in th-three days?” He seemed proud of himself but a little unsure, too.

Kylo’s brows came together, confused, but as far as he knew he would have no other obligations in three days.

“I suppose I could. Is something happening then?”

No one asked Kylo to come visit. It wasn’t something people wanted.

“Yep,” Techie chirps, eyes bright. “W-wear something extra nice, al-alright?” He gives Ren a little pat on the arm. “I h-have to get back to work. I’ll see you then?” His smile is especially vibrant.

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 thought for a moment, then a slow smile bloomed on his lips. “I have an id-idea. Will y-you come by my room in th-three days?” He seemed proud of himself but a little unsure, too.

kylocanyounot:

Kylo pressed a small button on his helmet, brows furrowed at the message. He knew who, just not wide. It played quietly to him inside the helmet, and thank the stars he was wearing it. He’s was three shades of red and fairly concerned.

He stalked down to the levels of the ship where he likely lived and using the information he could conjure up in the ship’s data bank found his room.

“What was that?!” He balked, still more embarrassed than anything, but at least hidden.

“I don’t know what it is, but my superv-visor said I have to fix it f-fast or she’ll have my head. I started like… a week ago?” He shuffles a can between his feet. “L-looks like I thought if I went without sl-sleep I’d f-finish faster.”

Techie grimaces and adds, “N-now that I think about it, didn’t I c-call you for something? I’m not sure. The m-memory’s pretty vague.”

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.

Determination dawns in Techie’s eyes, warm and hopeful. “I w-won’t tell you what to do, but I can try to m-make your path more bearable, at least.”

kylocanyounot:

Kylo pressed a small button on his helmet, brows furrowed at the message. He knew who, just not wide. It played quietly to him inside the helmet, and thank the stars he was wearing it. He’s was three shades of red and fairly concerned.

He stalked down to the levels of the ship where he likely lived and using the information he could conjure up in the ship’s data bank found his room.

“What was that?!” He balked, still more embarrassed than anything, but at least hidden.

“N-nope. Not a thing.” A quick scan of the room shows his tools on the floor, all arranged in a circle around a little machine. “Oh, I’ve been w-working on that for days!” He slid off the bed and went to the mini workshop, then noticed all the empty cans of energy drink scattered about.

“I was… I was p-pr-pretty screwed up, wasn’t I?” He turns his sad eyes towards Ren.

kylocanyounot:

Kylo pressed a small button on his helmet, brows furrowed at the message. He knew who, just not wide. It played quietly to him inside the helmet, and thank the stars he was wearing it. He’s was three shades of red and fairly concerned.

He stalked down to the levels of the ship where he likely lived and using the information he could conjure up in the ship’s data bank found his room.

“What was that?!” He balked, still more embarrassed than anything, but at least hidden.

Techie’s eyes slowly shut and his eyebrows furrow. “I don’t… I don’t r-remember anything from l-last night,” he admits with a huff. Then he scrubs at his eyes and peers back at Ren. “Did I do a-an-anything weird?”

kylocanyounot:

Kylo pressed a small button on his helmet, brows furrowed at the message. He knew who, just not wide. It played quietly to him inside the helmet, and thank the stars he was wearing it. He’s was three shades of red and fairly concerned.

He stalked down to the levels of the ship where he likely lived and using the information he could conjure up in the ship’s data bank found his room.

“What was that?!” He balked, still more embarrassed than anything, but at least hidden.

As if noting Ren’s presence for the first time, Techie’s eyes go wide and he grabs the covers, pulling them up over his mouth. “Wh-what! What are y-you doing here?!”

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.

“Isn’t… Isn’t the L-Light usually a good thing? In n-nature terms, I mean. It’s beautiful, and it k-keeps us warm.” Techie spoke slowly, watching out the window at all the marvelous expanse of space.

“But the D-Dark, is, it’s-” Here he turns his eyes towards Ren once more and smiles. “It’s wonderful t-too! It frames the stars out th-there, and can help us feel safe and w-warm while we sleep.”

He grasps Ren’s upper arms and says, like a man on the verge of a breathrough, “So c-couldn’t the Dark and the Light both be good? To work together?”

kylocanyounot:

Kylo pressed a small button on his helmet, brows furrowed at the message. He knew who, just not wide. It played quietly to him inside the helmet, and thank the stars he was wearing it. He’s was three shades of red and fairly concerned.

He stalked down to the levels of the ship where he likely lived and using the information he could conjure up in the ship’s data bank found his room.

“What was that?!” He balked, still more embarrassed than anything, but at least hidden.

Techie slept peacefully with Ren’s comforting, secure warmth by his side. Fourteen hours of heavenly sleep later, he awoke with a startled gasp from a strange dream, and looked wildly about the room.