hello💙 I hope you are having a wonderful day! I’ve been struggling lately and your blog is such a big comfort for me 🫂 May I make a request please? I am autistic but high masking lower support needs but lately I’ve been feeling so lonely and broken inside. If you have time would you mind doing something about a similar female bonding with Tech romantically or the batch as a whole platonically, or even both smooshed together? I can’t thank you enough for helping me get through the tough days!🫂
Of course! I relate to this too, so hopefully this helps.
Tech x Reader with some brotherly batch love too
You worked as quickly as you could while Tech flew. Of course something had to break during an incredibly boring supply run. Hunter watched you and sighed. He wasn't sure how to help and just gave Wrecker a look. All Wrecker and Crosshair could really do was watch over you since they weren't sure how to make the task go any faster and it seemed to be upsetting you.
Your mind flew with everything that needed to be accomplished to get the data pad in working order. Each little piece had a job and you and Tech were the only ones who had spent any time really examining everything. You were both dependable when it came to these kind of things. You put up a good face, but it was starting to break. It was as if by working faster you could get the job sooner before the inevitable collapse of your spirit.
You closed up the back of the data pad and pushed the buttons. It worked now and Crosshair quickly took it from your hands. He wasn't harsh, but a nod of thanks and a silent acknowledgement that he knew you needed a break. Wrecker scooted over so you could sit next to him as Tech and Echo flew the ship. You were too zoned out to hear Hunter's worried comment about you. Echo was worried too. He could see the burnout coming, something not wholly unfamiliar to him, but he didn't know what to do. You seemed too stubborn to actually rest as if not taking care of things meant you were somehow lost.
"She needs to rest," Tech said. "I confess I don't know how to help."
"We make you sleep," Echo replied flatly.
"Yes, but I am comfortable with all of you. She does not know us as well."
Hunter calmly answered, "I know that, but I think you're the best one to connect with her. Besides, she likes you. We can all see that."
"Very well," Tech said. "I will do my best."
Once the ship landed, everyone hopped onto the safety of Pabu once again. Wrecker, Crosshair, and Hunter worked to unload the supplies while Echo comm'd Rex with some intel. You wandered over to join the boys, but Tech approached you and cleared his throat.
"Do you mind joining me?" he asked.
You followed him down the path to a quiet spot. Two birds chirped and flew off toward another tree. Tech shifted where he sat.
"You are struggling," was all he could say.
"Is it that obvious?" you asked with a sinking heart.
"Not to most people, I imagine."
You sat silently for a moment before he reached out his hand, palm up. An offering. You placed your hand in his and felt a gentle squeeze and with that a wave of emotion crested throughout you. He put his other hand on your back.
"I feel so disconnected," you let out. "What is wrong with me?"
"Absolutely nothing," he assured.
You both noticed you were still out in the open. Tech tried to shield you from the walking path nearby, but you shook your head.
"Can we go back to mine?" you asked.
He nodded and you led the way, still holding his hand. It was a short walk you both knew well and you breathed a sigh of relief once the door was closed behind you.
"I am not sure what to do in this situation," Tech admitted. "What would help?"
You knew but felt a little scared to say. You were used to taking care of yourself and being as little a burden as possible. Your insides rattled with need while your mind tried to calm you in the familiar way you'd tamed it to. Tech just looked at you, waiting. Before you could stop yourself you started walking to the bedroom, took your boots off, and sat on the bed.
"I am unsure what you-"
"Hold me," you interjected. "Nothing more. I need to be close to someone."
"Ah." Tech took his own boots off and laid down on the bed and opened his arms to welcome you in.
He added, "When we were cadets and I was overwhelmed, Wrecker would hold me. It helped. This is different, of course."
"Yeah?" you softly inquired.
"Yes," he said with a soft honesty. "I care for you deeply and in a different way."
You pressed yourself closer to him and could hear his heart beat. The rhythm was soothing.
Tech thought for a moment and asked, "Do you often feel alone?"
"Yeah," you admitted.
"I have always had my brothers, but I understand the loneliness of not being understood."
You looked up at him with sad, but hopeful eyes and nodded.
"Maybe we can have each other," you suggested.
"We do have each other," Tech said. He instinctively rested his cheek on the top of your head.
A shiver went down both your spines as the sky darkened through the window and it started to rain. You reluctantly grabbed an extra blanket and tossed it over him before he opened up his arms to what now felt like a safe cocoon.
"Is this alright?" he asked as you tried to get comfortable again.
You nodded and asked if he was okay. He nodded back at you and held you close. The contact was as soothing as feeling understood. You both knew what it was like to hold many thoughts and feelings and while there was much left unsaid, this was the beginning of a deep love.
