Echo and Fives reacting to their s/o being touch starved like she kinda flinches at physical contact but then leans into it and kind of tears up please?

Echo had been away from you for too long. Two months to be exact. He knew you hated being with out him. Being an Arc trooper meant being juggled around wherever needed, even if that meant being away from the 501st and you. He also knew that besides Fives, himself, and occasionally Rex, your job as an engineer didn’t have you in contact with many people- Especially with Fives and Echo gone. 

He knew you got lonely when he was gone, but he never expected it to be this bad. When he first arrived, he couldn’t even find you and it took him awhile to do so. When he finally found you, it was in last place he looked: the same hangar he arrived in. He soaked in the sight of you.

He watched as you dejectedly wrenched a bolt into place, going slower than usual. You looked tired, as if every turn of the wrench took all your energy. He watched you for a little longer before realizing it looked like you had lost weight. He decided it was time to stop staring at you and time to go see you. 

“(Y/N)!” He called, jogging across the hangar. Your head slowly rose at your name and you locked eyes with Echo. He could see a light spark in your eyes as you realized it was him. You popped up from your position and ran to him, only stopping when you were right in front of him. Up close, he could see the bags under your eyes, and he worried more than ever.

“Echo, you’re really here.” You breathed out, eye roaming his face, a hand almost touching the hand print on his chest plate. he only nodded before leaning down to place a kiss on your lips, hands lightly grasping your biceps. He was quick to notice your gasp, and how you tensed up- almost shaking. Then all at once, you melted into his arms, retracting from the kiss and burying your face in his neck. Worried, he wrapped his arms all the way around you before he felt wet marks on his neck. 

“(Y/N)? Ner kar’ta? What’s wrong?” He whispered, holding you close as you near silently cried into his neck. 

“Missed you. Didn’t think you’d come back.” You choked out, shaking in his arms.

“Love, I’m always gonna come back.” He whispered, hugging you tighter. Heart breaking with every tear that rolled down your face 

Fives:

It took four weeks, one month, for them to find you. Fives knew that if the group you were in didn’t possess precious information, you probably wouldn’t have been rescued. When he saw you, so many emotions ran through him as you shakily made your way towards him. You looked so small and meek, not making eye contact with anyone as your arms crossed tightly across your chest. Finally, you were only inches away from him. He reached out a hand to cup your cheek, but your entire being flinched away from his hand. But before he retracted you leaned forward into his touch, letting him first cup you cheek before resting his forehead against yours. 

“Cyar’ika…” he started, pulling you into his chest. You were still overly tense, and Fives did’t know how to help. Suddenly, an epiphany struck him, “Should I let go? Would that help?” 

“N-no. Please don’t let go.” You stuttered, he nodded, hugging you tighter. His heart shattered when you started intensely sobbing into his chest, fingernails clawing at his armor trying to grasp at him. With sobs wracking your body, all Fives could do was support your weight and press kisses to your temple. 

“(Y/N), try to breathe, I’m not leaving.” He whispered among other promised.

“I thought they’d leave me there. Oh god, I thought I was gonna die there.” You confessed, still bawling into his chest. 

“You’re here now, and I’m never, ever letting go.”