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You glanced over at the man working repairs on the ship. During a battle, the Havoc Marauder had been severely damaged and crashed. The rest of the crew were in town getting supplies, leaving you, their medic, and the genius alone together.
Tech said your name, catching your attention. “Could you assist me with this?” Tech asked you from under the ship. You walked over to him, a small smile on your face.
“What do you need me to do?” You asked him, squatting down beside the Marauder.
“Can you hold the light for me?” He asked you.
“Sure.” You responded, sliding under the ship and next to the man. The two of you laid shoulder to shoulder on your backs and you hoped he didn’t notice the way your cheeks flushed at the contact.
He passed the light to you, his eyes focused on what was in front of him. You took the time to admire the man’s features, the small smile returning to your face. This continued for a few minutes before Tech broke the silence.
“Is there a reason that you are staring at me?” He asked you, his tone telling you that the question was genuine.
Your face flushed. “Oh, uh, sorry. Just got lost in thought, that’s all.” You stammered, looking away from him quickly.
Because you turned your head, you missed the way the corners of his lips turned up by just a fraction. “I need the light here now.” He told you, gently grabbing your hand and moving it slightly so that the light hit the spot he was now working on better.
You swallowed thickly, your heart pounding in your chest. Tech finished whatever he was working on and set down the tool in his hand beside him.
He said your name softly and you flushed again. You turned to face him and found that he was already looking at you. Your faces were close. So close.
“Yes, Tech?” You responded quietly.
“I, uh, had a question. Or a, um, request.” He said, stumbling over his words and beginning to ramble.
You interrupted the man. “Tech, whatever it is, you can ask me.” You told him and subconsciously noticed the way his face flushed slightly.
“I was wondering if I could kiss you?” He said slowly, his eyes scanning your face for a reaction.
You stared at him, your mouth agape, in complete shock. “I, uh, um, what,” It was your turn to stumble over your words. You took a deep breath, about to tell him yes when there was a loud noise.
“We’re back!” Wrecker yelled with a chuckle.
You quickly moved away from Tech, your face flushing. You scooted out from under the ship and moved to help bring in the supplies.
Hunter gave you a weird look when you grabbed a bag from him. “You alright?” He questioned, looking concerned.
Your face flushed even more. “Yeah, of course.” You said quickly, rushing onto the ship.
Hunter watched you go with furrowed brows.
You were pacing in the med bay, your mind replaying Tech’s words on repeat. You must have heard him wrong. But you were certain that his cheeks had flushed when he met your eyes. And the way he had seemed so nervous when asking you.
You didn’t know what to do, not wanting to ruin the friendship you had built with the man. You ran a hand through your hair, grabbing the last supplies that needed to be put away and placing them in the cupboards.
It had been a week since Tech had asked the question, and the two of you had been more distanced. You glanced up at him from your seat in the cockpit of the Marauder. He was tapping away on his data pad, and avoiding looking in your direction at all costs.
The ship landed and the squad exited the ship. You made your way to the med bay, taking inventory of the items you would need to restock when you went on your next supply run.
You were sitting in the med bay, reading a novel on your data pad, when you heard the squad hurry onto the ship. You set down the data pad, standing and about to head out to greet them, when the door to the room opened and Hunter and Tech rushed inside. The latter had his arm around Hunter's neck for support.
You snapped into work mode, hurriedly stepping closer to the two men. "Where's he injured?" You asked quickly.
"I am fine, it is simply-" Hunter cut him off.
"He took a blaster shot to the leg." He told you.
You sighed, partially in relief that it wasn’t something worse, and led Tech to take a seat. "I'll patch him up." You assured Hunter.
He nodded at you before exiting the room, most likely to prepare for takeoff. Looking over to Tech who was sitting in front of you, you frowned and placed your hands on your hips.
"You're clearly not fine." You said in an annoyed voice. "I need you to take off your armor so that I can see how bad it is." You told him. He nodded without a word, not meeting your eyes as he neatly placed his armor in a pile as he took it off. When he was only in his blacks, he sat back down and looked past you.
You rolled your eyes, kneeling down to get a better look at the wound. You grabbed your scissors and cut the fabric around it so that you would be able to place a bacta patch there. Once you had finished cleaning and wrapping the wound, you stood up and placed your hands back on your hips.
“Next time, I don’t want to hear from Hunter that you got hurt. Got it?” You told him with a frown, still frustrated that he had tried to act as though he were fine. Tech muttered a response and you raised your eyebrows at him. “What was that?” You questioned.
“Okay.” He said, slightly louder.
You smiled and patted him on the shoulder. “Thank you.”
Tech finally met your eyes, and you felt your face flush slightly at the way he was looking at you. Just as he stood up, you felt the ship take off and stumbled forward slightly, grabbing onto his arms for support. His hands found your waist, holding you upright until the ship steadied.
When it did, you looked up at him with nervous eyes. He was already looking at you, his eyes flicking down to your mouth for a moment before making their way back to the wide eyes still staring at him. He said your name, his voice sounding slightly strained.
“Yes?” You asked, barely hearing yourself over the sound of your heart hammering in your ears.
“Can I kiss you?” He asked slowly, his eyes scanning your face for any reaction.
Your face flushed, but you smiled. Instead of answering, you slid your hands from their place on his arms and wrapped them around the back of his neck. You pulled him towards you, meeting him halfway as you pressed your mouth to his.
His grip against your waist tightened and you smiled against his lips.
“Hey Tech, Hunter said you-” Echo’s voice cut off abruptly and the two of you pulled apart in an instant, your faces flushed. Echo was staring at the two of you with eyes full of shock. Crosshair slipped into the med bay a moment later, his eyes flicking back and forth between you and Tech.
He smirked, shooting Echo a sideways glance. “You owe me ten credits.”