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[she doesn't react at first and he worries, naturally, that he's done something wrong. it's not the first time he's hugged her, but it is the first time there hasn't really been a sense of desperation over their heads during.]
[he's about to pull away when her arms finally settle around him, and he relaxes against her. okay. this is better. it's such a strange exposed position to put himself in, both in physical and emotional vulnerability. but he wanted a hug. that's all.]
[he wants to tell her how much it means to him to get even a tiny little gift, but maybe he's a little afraid to vocalize it, and maybe he thinks it'll just make her run away. people don't get him things and people don't hug him, but maybe that's allowed with jyn.]
[her lips on his hair has to be an accident though. he puffs out a little tiny laugh and repeats the word of the day, still not quite willing to let go.] Yeah.
[he's about to pull away when her arms finally settle around him, and he relaxes against her. okay. this is better. it's such a strange exposed position to put himself in, both in physical and emotional vulnerability. but he wanted a hug. that's all.]
[he wants to tell her how much it means to him to get even a tiny little gift, but maybe he's a little afraid to vocalize it, and maybe he thinks it'll just make her run away. people don't get him things and people don't hug him, but maybe that's allowed with jyn.]
[her lips on his hair has to be an accident though. he puffs out a little tiny laugh and repeats the word of the day, still not quite willing to let go.] Yeah.
[ they could have an entire conversations with just "yeah" and she thinks they could cover all the pertinent information in just the single syllable word. her eyes close when she feels him relax, turning her head to rest her cheek against the top of his head. ]
I heard that gifts were customary.
I heard that gifts were customary.
[they can have entire conversations without saying a word, which is one of his favorite things about jyn, but he also likes that... they can talk, when they want to.]
[when she rests her cheek on his head, his eyes close too.]
Just because they are, doesn't mean you needed to. [wait, no, he doesn't want it to sound like he's brushing it off. he likes that she thought of him.] Am I allowed to say thank you?
[when she rests her cheek on his head, his eyes close too.]
Just because they are, doesn't mean you needed to. [wait, no, he doesn't want it to sound like he's brushing it off. he likes that she thought of him.] Am I allowed to say thank you?
No. [ she knows he is thankful, he already said it when he hugged her. that was his thank you and that is the only one she will accept. she doesn't want or need anything more than that. she also doesn't feel the need to tell him that this is the only gift she's given.
ever.
(except for all those kids getting cupcakes, but they're incidental.) ]
ever.
(except for all those kids getting cupcakes, but they're incidental.) ]
[he laughs again and squeezes his arms tighter for a few brief seconds. fine! he won't say it. at least she knows for sure now, and that was his priority. he'd say the hug was secondary, but he doesn't even think of it that way, because it wasn't just for her.]
Okay. [BUT THANK YOU ANYWAY. he's definitely holding on too long now for a thank you hug, and he should probably let go. this is becoming a problem with jyn.] I won't.
Okay. [BUT THANK YOU ANYWAY. he's definitely holding on too long now for a thank you hug, and he should probably let go. this is becoming a problem with jyn.] I won't.
[the fake punch threats are almost endearing at this point.]
[he's still hesitant to let go, but he does loosen his grip. a teeny tiny bit. maybe she doesn't want to be stuck here anymore.] Can I ask how you found the music?
[he's still hesitant to let go, but he does loosen his grip. a teeny tiny bit. maybe she doesn't want to be stuck here anymore.] Can I ask how you found the music?
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[she didn't. it raises more questions. he wants to ask immediately, that old instinct to just know know know.]
[but he's already dealing with a massive sense of failure and waste and he's not sure he wants to add any more right now. he wants to go back home and talk to jyn, but he also doesn't want to put this on her too. he will, of course, because he can't fathom keeping it from her, but everything just happens so much, and they can't catch a break.]
[the bartender brings back over both their new drinks and cassian immediately swallows down at least a third of it.]
Well. Rebellions are built on hope. [he manages to make it sound both genuinely hopeful and a little bitter at the same time.] It can go a long way.
[but he's already dealing with a massive sense of failure and waste and he's not sure he wants to add any more right now. he wants to go back home and talk to jyn, but he also doesn't want to put this on her too. he will, of course, because he can't fathom keeping it from her, but everything just happens so much, and they can't catch a break.]
[the bartender brings back over both their new drinks and cassian immediately swallows down at least a third of it.]
Well. Rebellions are built on hope. [he manages to make it sound both genuinely hopeful and a little bitter at the same time.] It can go a long way.
They are. [ There's something in that, in spite of the bitterness, that lifts and steadies Poe's heart. Maybe it's the fact that it's someone from his parents' war saying it. Maybe it's because he has a promise to keep to Cassian, now, too. ]
We won't let them win.
We won't let them win.
[ she might have taken to idly playing with his hair. maybe not playing, but fidgeting, distractedly twirling her fingers through the damp hair at the nape of his neck. ]
I heard it on the radio.
[ she doesn't gesture back to the kitchen, but that is where the radio is so it must be one in the same. clearly this is what he means and she isn't being willfully ignorant to her sudden ability to master technology she isn't fully familiar with. she's not mentioning taako because she doesn't want it to be a thing and taako hadn't made it a thing so she wants to keep it that way. ]
I heard it on the radio.
[ she doesn't gesture back to the kitchen, but that is where the radio is so it must be one in the same. clearly this is what he means and she isn't being willfully ignorant to her sudden ability to master technology she isn't fully familiar with. she's not mentioning taako because she doesn't want it to be a thing and taako hadn't made it a thing so she wants to keep it that way. ]
[weirdly, hearing poe confirm it just makes him think of the way jyn repeated him to the council. it fell on a lot of deaf ears, but people kept fighting. maybe hope is enough.]
[he drains more of his drink, sighing after.]
It's the one constant you need. We went to Scarif on hope. [just casually finishes the rest of his drink, because he is definitely not in a good mood now ayyy. he throws down some money and climbs to his feet.] I hope you win too.
[he drains more of his drink, sighing after.]
It's the one constant you need. We went to Scarif on hope. [just casually finishes the rest of his drink, because he is definitely not in a good mood now ayyy. he throws down some money and climbs to his feet.] I hope you win too.
[he pauses for a second, giving poe a nod, because he really, really wants and needs to believe the resistance will win.]
[but in the meantime that nod will also serve as a goodbye as cassian slips out of the bar to go home and tell jyn and keep drinking because how the fuck else are they supposed to deal with this information ok!! time 2 get drunk.]
[but in the meantime that nod will also serve as a goodbye as cassian slips out of the bar to go home and tell jyn and keep drinking because how the fuck else are they supposed to deal with this information ok!! time 2 get drunk.]
[she's playing with his hair. it's so easy. no one is ever easy with him. he kind of doesn't know what to do with it.]
[she heard them on the radio and thought of him, which does all kinds of butterfly things to his stomach. unless it's her hand in his hair?? is it both?? this is stupid.]
[he's not letting her go though. his thumb moves idly against her while he thinks about how nice and comforting it is to feel her breathing.]
It does play a lot of interesting music.
[she heard them on the radio and thought of him, which does all kinds of butterfly things to his stomach. unless it's her hand in his hair?? is it both?? this is stupid.]
[he's not letting her go though. his thumb moves idly against her while he thinks about how nice and comforting it is to feel her breathing.]
It does play a lot of interesting music.
It does, [ jyn agrees, shifting slightly and debating if it would be weird to sit down next to him without letting go, but honestly she's comfortable like this. she can feel the rumble of his words across her chest. it's strange to be looking down at him, so used to looking up. he has a little cowlick she never noticed before. he has a grey hair. ]
We never had much time to listen to music before.
We never had much time to listen to music before.
We could listen to more of it.
[together, is the implication, but it doesn't have to be together either.]
[her shift makes him wonder if she wants to move, but he also thinks jyn would just do it, because that's how she rolls. normally he wouldn't like sitting this way, the space too enclosed. but he's... relaxed. he almost feels protected.]
I like what you have picked so far. [because it's still playing, he hasn't gotten through them all yet! but he's gonna.]
[together, is the implication, but it doesn't have to be together either.]
[her shift makes him wonder if she wants to move, but he also thinks jyn would just do it, because that's how she rolls. normally he wouldn't like sitting this way, the space too enclosed. but he's... relaxed. he almost feels protected.]
I like what you have picked so far. [because it's still playing, he hasn't gotten through them all yet! but he's gonna.]
I'm glad, [ she murmurs softly, nose scrunching up. it feels weird to acknowledge it and she decides she won't acknowledge any more. obvious she wanted him to like it so obviously is he glad he does. she doesn't want to keep talking about it. ugh gross acknowledging gifts. ]
[he can tell she feels a little weird, and he feels a little bad talking about it still.]
Sorry. People do not usually... give me gifts. [wait that's more talking about it. he squeezes his arms in another apology. how do people do this on the regular?? he's just happy, ok.] I will stop now.
[maybe.]
Sorry. People do not usually... give me gifts. [wait that's more talking about it. he squeezes his arms in another apology. how do people do this on the regular?? he's just happy, ok.] I will stop now.
[maybe.]
[ jyn twists to finally sink down next to him. she neither pulls away nor tries to wriggle out of his arms so the shift of his arms around her as she lowers herself down bunches her shirt up around her waist. her arms are still looped around his shoulders when she looks at him. for a moment she doesn't say anything, but then the moment breaks and she draws her arms back. ]
Pancakes.
[ usually they eat first, but today jyn didn't want to get out of bed until the last second so they'd only managed fruit instead of a proper breakfast. now is time for breakfast and continuing to ignore his gratitude, it's fine. ]
Pancakes.
[ usually they eat first, but today jyn didn't want to get out of bed until the last second so they'd only managed fruit instead of a proper breakfast. now is time for breakfast and continuing to ignore his gratitude, it's fine. ]
[she moves to sit, but he doesn't pull his arms away yet, mostly because she doesn't either. the sliver of exposed skin is warm under his fingers. it doesn't last long.]
[there's a fleeting sense of disappointment when she finally does let him go; he drops his own grip, even if his hand simply falls to her lap, light against her leg as the other catches balance behind her. he could move it. but he doesn't.]
Word of the day or a breakfast suggestion? [he is definitely making pancakes now though, there was never any question.] Regular? Or do you want something in them?
[there's a fleeting sense of disappointment when she finally does let him go; he drops his own grip, even if his hand simply falls to her lap, light against her leg as the other catches balance behind her. he could move it. but he doesn't.]
Word of the day or a breakfast suggestion? [he is definitely making pancakes now though, there was never any question.] Regular? Or do you want something in them?
[ cassian's smile does funny things to her stomach still and she pushes out a little breath before she answers. ]
Still think it is a strange name for them, chips.
[ it was a close race between chocolate and blueberries, but she had one (1) fruit this morning. and she will probably make fruit salad while he makes the pancakes. ]
Still think it is a strange name for them, chips.
[ it was a close race between chocolate and blueberries, but she had one (1) fruit this morning. and she will probably make fruit salad while he makes the pancakes. ]
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