[he huffs a little, because maybe she was pretty clear, but he can already tell she's going to get annoyed with his constant need to check in. which implies this is going happen again, and maybe he shouldn't be assuming. but she wants her shirt gone! he can talk about that later, he guesses. like everything else gets put off to talk about later.]
[he kisses her again to placate her, and maybe to get himself back on track.] I was going to.
[he grips the hem and tugs it up, and then he's abruptly confronted with the fact that she's not wearing a bra? he doesn't know how he missed that, but it takes him aback.]
[they've lived together so long that being around each other in underwear ceased being noteworthy, but there's all sorts of intent now, and she's naked from the waist up. he drops her shirt idly on the couch, but his eyes travel up the trail of scars and freckles across her chest, hands settling back at her waist. he wants to trace them all with his fingers, he's too distracted from kissing her by looking at her, sorry jyn.]
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[he kisses her again to placate her, and maybe to get himself back on track.] I was going to.
[he grips the hem and tugs it up, and then he's abruptly confronted with the fact that she's not wearing a bra? he doesn't know how he missed that, but it takes him aback.]
[they've lived together so long that being around each other in underwear ceased being noteworthy, but there's all sorts of intent now, and she's naked from the waist up. he drops her shirt idly on the couch, but his eyes travel up the trail of scars and freckles across her chest, hands settling back at her waist. he wants to trace them all with his fingers, he's too distracted from kissing her by looking at her, sorry jyn.]