Not As Planned - Bad Batch Tech X Fem!Reader

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Tech finally finished wrapping her stomach and waist with a sealing bandage. It was a embarrassing process, but Tech got the job done.

His brothers are awake and are lingering around the ship.

Tech sits back in the pilot's chair and takes a moment to look over the Jedi. She's still unconscious.

Tech must admit that she does look quite peaceful. She may be a pain in the ass, but she could have a soft spot underneath her sarcastic and closed off persona. She has to learn to take care of herself first, she can't just hide a life threating injury from the others.

But why should Tech care?

They both hate each other anyways. Tech still finds himself studying her face for a moment.

Huh... she's sort of cute, isn't she?

Ew. What!? Why did that even pop into Tech's mind!? She hates his new general, and she hates him. It's a mutual feeling that would never be considered romantic or affectionate.

Gross.

Tech takes out his datapad and begins to work on a full report of what occurred.

Y/n starts to shift in her sleep, waking up from the effects from the drug.

"Tech...?" She mumbles, her eyes barely open. Her voice is soft and groggy.

Tech's heart flutters when he hears her voice. That was such a warm, pleasant sound. It was quite cute.

No, no, no, don't go there.

She's only sounds like that because she's tired. It's nothing cute. Gross. I hate her. Tech thinks, internally battling himself. "Welcome back. How are you feeling?"

"My tummy hurts..." She utters in a soft and childish voice. The anesthetic is fogging up her mind a bit.

Tech stands in front of the chair and leans down, staring into her eyes.

She's kinda cute when she's like this...?

No! Stop thinking like that! You hate her! Remember!? Tech scolds himself internally. The fact that she calls her stomach her "tummy" is incredibly adorable to Tech for some reason. He feels the corner of his lip twitch upwards into a smile.

Ugh, he can't believe he's smiling at her. "Do you want the pain to go away?" Tech asks, his voice is neutral, but he can't help but smile at her.

"Yea..." She mumbles softly, stretching in her seat a little, careful not to move her waist around too much, since it's tightly wrapped in bandages.

"Okay." He says with a sigh. He grabs a painkiller from the medical kit. He holds it in his hand out to her. He also hands her a canteen of water. "Here, take this. It will reduce the pain of the wound."

"Will it taste nasty~?" Y/n mumbles, taking the canteen, but not the pill.

"It will taste a little bitter, but it will help with the pain. Here, let me help you take it since you are clearly disoriented." Tech leans down and swiftly pops the pill into her mouth. His fingers lightly touch her lips, and it sends a tingle through him.

She scrunches up her face when the pill hits her tongue, and she quickly sucks down some water.

Tech is... conflicted.

How could he be doing this for someone he hates so much?

"Yuck~" she says, swallowing the water and pill. "Yucky~"

Tech watches as she reacts to the tastes of the pill - and he find the whole thing absolutely adorable, unfortunately. He laughs lightly. "It's just a painkiller. It will make you feel better."