Hello there! I was wondering if I could make a request for either Tech or Wrecker? You can pick whoever, I don’t mind! But I was wondering how they’d react to a s/o that has a bad habit of talking too much? I feel like it’d be a bit funny 😆
Thank you & have a good day!
authors note: thanks for the request, anonymous! I decided to pick wrecker. it's short and sweet. hope you enjoy it!
You were yet again on another mission with the Batch and Hunter had instructed that you and Wrecker pair off in search of the bounty while everyone else went their separate ways. As usual, you were perched on Wrecker's left shoulder, talking animatedly about the terrain of the planet. Wrecker's arm wrested on your thighs to keep you well balanced as he walked forward. he grunted and nodded every few seconds so that you were aware he was listening.
At times you could be a bit of a chatterbox but Wrecker didn't mind it so much. In fact, he quite enjoyed listening to your voice soothe him. It kept him calm and, dare he admit it, kept him focused when he was helping doing repairs around the Marauder or practicing his skills on how to defuse a bomb.
But of course, there were moments when you talked a bit too much and Wrecker needed to help you find a stopping point.
"I think this is a good spot. We can catch him by surprise here," he said, while gently setting you on the ground by your waist.
You were still going a mile a minute, too invested in the idea of you and Wrecker finding the bounty first—a young rancor.
"I think we'll be able to find him before the others can, don't you?" You asked, though didn't wait for Wrecker's response. "I mean, last time we were so close. He was too fast...who knew baby rancors could be so—"
It was in that moment you felt your feet leave the ground. Instantly, your hands braced his shoulders as the space between you lessened. Before you knew it, you were left speechless and staring directly into Wrecker's eyes at eye level for the second time that day. Although Wrecker had pulled back from the kiss, his forehead was still connected to yours.
"Was I talking too much again?" You asked, a bit breathless and flustered.
"A little," he whispered, though his smile conveyed that he wouldn't hold it against you. "Can't let the pesky rascal get away a second time, can we? Or I'll have to ask Hunter if I can switch partners."
He kissed you again before you could playfully chastise him, his arms remaining firm around your waist as your feet slightly dangled off the ground. You wrapped your arms around his neck.
"If you wanted me to be quiet, all you had to do was ask," you mumbled as you both parted. Wrecker gently set you on the ground, a wide grin on his mouth.
"What's the fun in that, when I could just kiss you?"
He smirked, gave you a quick wink with his good eye, and waited for the rancor to make its position known in the field.













