I suppose, [ jyn agrees, begrudging and almost sullen, mouth pulling down in a pout. she understands, of course, but that doesn't mean she has to like it!
she shifts, rolling on to her side to face him, letting her fingers ghost across the wet shirt clinging to cassian's stomach, setting her hand against his side where her fingers fit perfectly between his ribs. as if jyn were made to fill the negative space of cassian's chest. ]
I was really looking forward to tasting salt on your skin everyday.
[ maybe she can flirt him into agreeing with her. ]
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she shifts, rolling on to her side to face him, letting her fingers ghost across the wet shirt clinging to cassian's stomach, setting her hand against his side where her fingers fit perfectly between his ribs. as if jyn were made to fill the negative space of cassian's chest. ]
I was really looking forward to tasting salt on your skin everyday.
[ maybe she can flirt him into agreeing with her. ]