[ cassain had always tended to the ember of hope in her chest, whether he realized it or not, helping breathe life back into it until the flames exploded out of her during her speech to the council. they hadn't listened, they hadn't believed her, but cassian had, stoking the flames so diligently that not even the death star could extinguish them, carrying jyn in peace to whatever came next.
this is next.
the peace and hope have settled into her bones by now and she feels safe in cassian's arms, safe in the certainty that he will continue to care for her and her tiny little flickering flame -- even when she is being aloof and standoffish, even when she would rather run away than talk. she appreciates that he doesn't make her now, but the gentle kiss makes the fire in her chest burn bright. her fingers curl around the hand on her cheek, keeping him close.
whatever this is, whatever they are, whatever it will be... she doesn't care. they could go back to reading, they could keep going. jyn doesn't care because she has cassian and that is all she wants. cassian andor, all of him, and she kisses him back like somehow she can tell him that without saying anything at all. ]
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this is next.
the peace and hope have settled into her bones by now and she feels safe in cassian's arms, safe in the certainty that he will continue to care for her and her tiny little flickering flame -- even when she is being aloof and standoffish, even when she would rather run away than talk. she appreciates that he doesn't make her now, but the gentle kiss makes the fire in her chest burn bright. her fingers curl around the hand on her cheek, keeping him close.
whatever this is, whatever they are, whatever it will be... she doesn't care. they could go back to reading, they could keep going. jyn doesn't care because she has cassian and that is all she wants. cassian andor, all of him, and she kisses him back like somehow she can tell him that without saying anything at all. ]