Cheeks flush, soft smile warming her features at his words ; she was never quite used to such devotion, probably never would be. Heart races as his hand caresses her cheek, gentle touches rather foreign when trained in a world where violence was the answer more often than not.
From she she did know, life had certainly not been easy or fair to either one of them. After everything the team had been through, she’d forever trust him. Even when she thought the worst had happened, the man across from her clawed his way back to the top of the tower after all. Jyn slowly nods, “after what we’ve been through, I’m pretty sure we can survive almost anything —— especially together.”
Hand reaches up to brush through dark locks, digits tangling in the hair at the nape of his neck, thumb grazing soothingly. “I’m not going anywhere either, I hope you know.” She adds, voice practically a whisper. “Even in a completely different galaxy, you’re home.” She simply states, though there’s always so much more to be said, that he should know. Forehead pressed to his once more, she sucks in shaky breath, a slight pause before lips finally crash against his own — the promise of something she never thought she’d get : time, the action a way of saying how she felt when words could never compare.
Never before they’d had a chance to do something like this. To be close to each other like this. Back at the beach on Scarif, there were a lot of things Cassian ahd wanted to tell Jyn, but, in the end, he had not found the strenght to do so while facing their very last moments together.
And all those unsaid things bubbled out now, word by word, and while Cassian was still worried Jyn could reject him because of it, he also found himself unable to stop. “Home.... that sounds nice.... his thumb slightly brushed over the skin of her cheek. Cassian wanted to... he was scared, even with the possibility that they had already done things like this last night.
But he didn’t stop again. Not this time. Ever so gently, he brushed his rough lips along hers. Not her forehead, or her cheeks. Finally her lips. It was an invitation for more, if Jyn wanted to. But Cassian would leave it up to her, keeping the kiss light so far. Light enough for her to back out of it again, if needed. His heart was pounding loud enough to hear it, and, even when it maybe was a little selfish, Cassian prayed now that she would not tell him to stop.
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