Cassian x reader (Part 1)
Summary: reader is uncoordinated and cassian is constantly helping her.
Not gonna like twilight was my inspiration for this HAHA
It was a day like any other, bone chilling wind, and unwelcoming temperatures. You had chores to do. You didn’t have the luxury of training much, unlike the males of the Illyrian camps. At least they had stopped clipping wings. You were currently doing washing for your father, as it was just you and him. Your mother having died long ago. You were lucky in the instance that your father wasn’t as cruel as some men, but he definitely wasn’t the definition of a caring parent. He had done the bare minimum. You had learnt some of the defence training but not enough if someone really had tried to take advantage of you.
You finished up the washing, not like you had a lot anyway. You walked a short whole away from your home, you lived in a house as your father ran a business. It wasn’t spectacular but you were better off than most people in the camp - better than a lot of other women. The family business was in training gears and equipments. Unfortunately your father hadn’t died in the war so you still worked under him.
It was currently early morning and you wanted to get some chores out of the way before you started the day. Picking up the washing, you began the distance back to your house. What you didn’t plan was the wet mud, slipping you nearly fell backwards, until a hand harshly gripped your arm to steady you.
“Watch yourself” the unknown man said.
You couldn’t register what was happening. This man had just helped you? But was so rude in his conversion with you. Almost like it was an order rather than a helping action. All you could do was look into his eyes to try and get some closure on the situation. His expression did not falter and he released you to walk away. You stood stunned. While most of the community here were horrid and rude - most of them would have let you fall. He looked like someone of importance, great power even. Better not to interact or get involved.The high lord had been down here, trying to right wrongs. Maybe that man was with him.
They had stopped the wing clippings, and tried to give women more freedom. I wonder why then, he was so brute in his reaction, you pondered. Realising you were still staring at him as he walked off you quickly turned on your heels, careful of the wet ground.
Later that day you had tried to forget about the interaction. But something just rubbed you the wrong way. Which was an issue as you had been treated unpleasantly your whole life. Maybe it was because you didn’t know the spiteful man. It made you angrier the more you thought about it. You currently were standing out the back of the shop going through stock, when you overheard your father talking to a man. They were exchanging information about a general in the camp. It made sense. That was the man today. You saw the look on your fathers face. He had to leave, assumably for a meeting. The sooner he left the better.
The man left the store in a hurry, with your father trailing behind him. This meant you had to watch the store by yourself. You lived for moments like this. Just being by yourself and in control. One day you would get out of this place and see what the world had to offer. Generally the males of the camp didn’t allow women to know of life outside of the life created here. So that they could be manipulated and controlled into slaving for the men. But through being quiet and observant you had learnt of other cities and adventures. The plan you were hatching would get you there. You weren’t going to let your only life amount to this. You almost felt bad for leaving your father here alone. But he is stuck in his ways and would have allowed you to be clipped - if not for new regulations. But the time had to be right. Or they would find you and bring you back.
It had been a few moments when you heard the door open. You had been going through records at the counter, when you looked up to see the familiar face. You subconsciously frowned. You didn’t greet him either. Just looked at him, waiting to see what he would do.
“Hi” was all you responded in monotone.
“I didn’t realise you worked here?” He said as more of a question rather then a statement.
“Okay” you curtly replied.
He had been rude to you, there was no way you wanted to engage in a conversation with him.
After a moment you continued on, “is there something you need?”
“Yes, actually, I need a few training supplies”
Without saying anything you moved and motioned for him to follow, taking him to the selection of training equipment he was after.
He was content to look through the options. So you told him to yell out if he needed something.
You were feeling flustered by him. His energy just made you uneasy but in a way you hadn’t felt before. You couldn’t pin point it at all. You had finished going through all the records. And now you needed to complete the stocktake, your father had already gotten some of the boxes down from the shelf they had been waiting on. You contemplated for a moment, the ladder was old and raggedy. Usually you left that for your father. But he wasn’t here. And you had completed all of the other chores. And you didn’t want to be in the same room as ….that man, who’s name you didn’t even know. It’s not like he introduced himself. And neither did you. You made the rash decision to climb the ladder. You got half way up when you misplaced your footing and felt yourself slip on the ladder. You saw the end but before you could feel impact someone had caught you. For fucks sake was all you could think. Eyes still closed, you hoped that you had actually died and you were about to wake up in the after life.
“Do you always just fall like this?”
You’re eyes snapped open. Jumping out of his embrace, you stood up abruptly, fixing your dress.
“Are you always this rude to people you don’t know?” You bark back.
“Only ones that I think are pretty”
Who does this man think he is? It was a vast change from the morning.
“My names Cassian” he said while staring into your soul.
You noticed behind him, he had placed the items he wished to purchase on the counter. Brushing past him you went to organise it all. Not wanting to be in that proximity anymore.
You counted up everything and told him the total. Just as you did, your father walked back in. Trying to ignore him you refocused on Cassian. He placed a larger sum of money on the bench and began to walk away after a small greeting to your father. You tried to call out to inform him that he gave too much. When in response he gave a scowl and said goodbye.
You were left in the dust and confusion. This man was giving you whiplash. You felt like a child unable to process emotions or social situations. If he was going to be rude then fine, but why switch it up? A headache began to form because you were furrowing your brows so intently at all the questions rummaging through your head. It didn’t matter anyway. Soon you would be far away from this place.