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.

[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?”

His eyes grew wide. “Oh, oh-! Shit! Y-you’re right! P-please don’t tell the boss, I was only g-gonna be in here for a f-few minutes but I l-lost track!”

Techie scrambles to put the sax away where he got it from and make sure he didn’t leave his toolbox around anywhere. He seems to realize what Hux just said and stops to stare at him, eyebrows raised. “Y-you’d let me in the b-band?”

“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. 

Techie’s pupils were blown open so wide that they *ached*. They wouldn’t stop their quiet hum, and he was hyperaware of every point of contact between them.

“You m-must be l-losing it, Kylo,” Techie gulps, nervous now for a totally different reason than ever before. “My h-hands are s-so scarred and c-calloused…” He runs the rough pad of his thumb over Ren’s knuckles; softly, gently.

Techie and Adeline Hux [Closed] [Part 3]

Techie doesn’t even know how he does it (he’s on autopilot, thinking only of his daughter) but he ends up with a stolen vehicle and the coordinates he’d read on the console running through his mind in a rush of numbers:

548548548548548548548

Hang on, Addie, he thinks as he speeds to her rescue. I’m coming.

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.

“I’m, uh, having some t-trouble,” Techie admits and fixes his gaze on Ren’s face, cautiously observing. He’d heard horror stories about this man and all he’d done, but at the moment he seemed… A little kind?

It was a surprise, a pleasant one, and Techie decided he must be in a very good mood indeed if he’s treating his rival’s brother well.

“I w-would appreciate y-your help,” he says, realizing Ren had lessened the stream of peace. Techie wilts a little but does not complain.