[It only lasts for a moment, the brief meeting of their fingers, but Jyn feels a warmth in the aftermath that has nothing to do with the drink she's already had.]
[She offers, her lips lifting at the edges just a bit, suddenly a little shy as she meets his gaze, wondering what he's thinking, not for the first time.
She drops her eyes again, focusing on her glass before she eventually downs the drink. She doesn't require anymore, and doesn't really even want any. The most important thing is that Cassian is here to share it with her.]
[She lifts a hand to rest gently against Cassian's cheek, completing the circuit of holding each other steady. Her eyes slowly flutter closed as her happy noise shifts and changes into a softly pleased little groan to feel his fingers in her hair, to be treated so gently, even though she's never thought of herself as fragile.
And then she feels the flex of his arm as he squeezes her, and whatever personal space between them is no more, and all she can feel is Cassian, finally as close as she wanted him to be for so long and it almost feels too good to be true.
But it's real, and it's happening, and she almost doesn't know what to concentrate on first.]
My schedule is free for the time being. Until it's not, I can stay with you.
[He breathed out in glad relief, tilted his face into her hand to relish the touch, and enfolded himself even more close somehow around her; kissing her like he'd been underwater for ages and she was the air.
Coming up out of it only long enough to murmur again,] Best invitation I've ever gotten, by the way. Thank you.
[Jyn couldn't help but laugh - softly, of course - against Cassian's mouth, grateful that he had accepted the invitation, grateful that he hadn't laughed her into hiding, that they were here, now, with (hopefully) little chance of interruption.
She gently caressed the back of his neck with calloused fingers, slowly carding them through his hair, her cheeks already flushing pink.] No, thank you for taking me up on it.
[The cantina wasn't the seediest, nor was it the most prestigious. It was the kind of middling where with enough credits and / or coins, people tended to look the other way and not ask any questions.
[ooc: First of all, I never got a notif that you'd replied, THANKS DW. Secondly, continued from here.]
[This is decidedly not the way that Jyn has imagined this - or something like it - happening. And she has spent many daydream sessions spanning many years thinking of all the different ways she and Ben could (hypothetically) reveal their feelings (that is, if they weren't as unrequited as Jyn believes them to be).
But drunk and angry and heartbroken has never been one of many fantasies that have played out in her imagination.
Thank God for small mercies, though, and thank God her bedroom door is separating the two of them at the moment. The last thing she wants is for Ben to see a new stream of hot tears trail down her cheeks as she tries desperately to hold onto the scraps and pieces of her composure.
Surely she's dreaming now, because there is no possibly way that Ben - one of her oldest and closest friends, the unwitting object of her secret affections for as long as she can remember - has just said those words to her.
How long have you and why didn't you ever tell me and what do you mean what do you mean WHAT DO YOU MEAN …
And that's all hypocritical of her to think, isn't it, because Jyn has kept her own feelings a secret for so long that she's convinced herself they'd never see the light of day, but …
Here they are.
Jyn lifts a hand, places her palm against the door, tries to remember how to even breathe. And after a long moment filled with nothing but complete radio silence, she reaches for the knob and slowly turns it, opening the door.
Just a crack at first, just exposing one damp eye. A little bit wider, another little bit of her face is exposed, revealing a confused, wary expression. Wider still until there they are, fully face-to-face, and it takes all she has to keep standing completely still.]
What do you mean?
[There's no anger or accusation coloring her tone. Just the impossible hope that Ben feels the same way - that this isn't all just some fever dream.]
[This is not how he wants to go about all this. But better now than never which is what he’d committed himself to already.
He never thought he’d have the courage to tell her how he really feels about her. He never thought she’d ever be single again because it always seemed like her and Cass were the real deal.
But things have changed.
Right now it’s the alcohol in his system giving him the courage to tell her. And her and Cass, well, that’s ended.
These have to be signs, right?
Now’s his time, right?]
I...I don’t know where to begin.
[He laughs - it’s all so silly, isn’t it? Of course it would take getting drunk and flirting with another girl to kickstart all of this. God - he’s an idiot.]
I’ve always...I’ve always liked you, Jyn. And I mean as more than just friends. But I...I was too scared to say anything.
She's not sure whether it's due to the alcohol, the heartache, or the shock of hearing Ben say everything that she's ever longed to hear him say. Maybe it's an amalgamation of too much crashing together all at once, threatening to pull her into the undertow.
She clutches at the door a little tighter, as though it'll help her continue standing on her shaky legs. Never in a million years has she ever believed that she and Ben would ever have this conversation.
She'd convinced herself long ago that she was destined to … love Ben in secret for the rest of her life. And she can hardly know what any of this is going to mean in the long run for the both of them, but at least they're finally being honest with each other.
A spark of hope ignites in her belly, flickering gently, but Jyn tries to ignore it, however difficult. This is - these are … just words. Words can have all the meaning in the world and never be acted upon. She can't just throw all caution to the wind and act before thinking, can't ruin her relationship with Ben, can't run off the only person she's wanted to stay for as long as she lives.]
… You're the first person I ever looked at and felt butterflies for. [She finally replies, her voice low, her speech tentative, like she's trying to think through each word carefully.] I guess I never told you because … you're the only person in my life that I can't bear to lose. No quicker way to do that than getting into a relationship and - and … fucking it up completely.
[She sighs softly, shaking her head.]
I didn't treat Cassian badly, you know? I really thought that we could make things work. I tried, Ben. I really did. But he could always tell that something was holding me back from … giving myself fully to our relationship.
I think there's always been a part of me that's been … hoping and waiting for … you.
So. I wasn't terrible and he wasn't cruel. We just decided that maybe it was best not to be together until I was sure of what I wanted.
[Twenty minutes later sees Jyn waiting just inside the mess. It takes all the willpower in her body to appear as unconcerned and normal as possible, when all she wants is to pace or pick at her cuticles or do something as she awaits Bodhi's arrival.
They're getting married. And out of all the things she's seen and done ...
[Bohdi isn't exactly pacing. That would be a dead giveaway. But no doubt that somehow Chirrut knows. He always knows things. But he's really okay with Baze and him knowing.
He steps into the mess hall and spies Jyn. All his worries seem to fade and he just smiles at her as he moves over to where she stands.]
[Jyn wouldn't be surprised to learn that Chirrut knows now, too. He always knows, and she's never been able to figure out how.
In any case, the only thoughts in her mind once she catches sight of Bodhi and watches as he makes his way toward her is that they are going to get married, and that's something that she's never believed can be for her.
Until he'd come along and changed her views on a lot of things - possible parenthood included.
She murmurs a hello and brushes her fingers against his once he takes his place by her side.]
[Jyn hummed softly at the kiss, and watched Ben as he took his leave, just like she'd asked. Once he departed the kitchen, she set to cleaning up - taking her time not only because she didn't want to do a half-assed job of it, but also because she knew that Ben needed a little time to prepare properly.
Once the pizza and wine was put away and the dishes done and drying, Jyn sat down at the table and texted Cassian and Bodhi to both make sure that they were doing well - they were - and to inform them of her plans for the night - they approved.
Soon enough, though, she ventured upstairs, smiling softly as she entered the bedroom and found Ben waiting so patiently for her. Jyn stretched lazily, Ben's sweater rising just enough to expose the lacy underwear that lied beneath. She paid no more attention to Ben as she crossed to the vanity, sitting down with a sigh to brush her hair.
Eventually, though - ]
You're being so good, so patient. But I'm sorry, I still have to punish you for behaving badly earlier. It's not nice to tease me if you're not here to take care of my aches.
And I still haven't decided how I'm going to spank you. I don't think my palm will be enough. What do you think, love? What will make your ass the prettiest pink it can be?
[Ben watched Jyn, watched how she didn't need to say anything to command the room, how she just drew the attention to her.
He swallowed and shifted just a bit, fighting down a moan at the feeling of the plug in him.]
Y... Your hairbrush could work. Or the paddle you like so much. And then you could fuck me with the handle of it. It's so unyielding and make me sob...
I'll get them off - I'd much rather patch them later than toss them completely.
[Jyn manages to grind out a chuckle, working at her buttons with shaky fingers. Now that the adrenaline was beginning to wear off, there would be no helping the tremors that come along in the aftermath of a close call.
A moment later, she pauses, tilting her chin up to fix her gaze on Cassian.]
[He touches her hands to stop her, where she's unfastened the pants and started to push them down. He urges her to sit again, then he strips the pants off for her the rest of the way—probably managing more delicacy around her injury than she could have. With one hand, he drapes them over the crate beside her, and with the other he reaches for the medpac, his eyes fixed on her injury. They don't leave it for an instant; only the slightest reangle of his head confirms he heard her.]
Thank you. Though right now, I just wanna be good at that.
[Slowly, keeping everything where she can see exactly what he's doing, he grabs a sterilizing swab and begins cleaning the wound.]
[Under Cassian's guidance, Jyn's hands still. Maybe it is for the best that she lets him take over completely - her nerves are overwrought, and the adrenaline that's gotten her here is waning by the second.
She sits back with a sigh after it's safe to do so, closing and resting her eyes for a few scant moments before reopening them to watch Cassian work.
It isn't that Jyn doesn't trust him - quite the opposite. She knows that she doesn't have to continue expressing her gratitude for his steadfast assistance, but she wants to, anyway.]
Cassian, sometimes I wonder if there's anything you can't do.
[She hisses a bit at the sting of the sterile swab, but keeps as still as possible so she doesn't upset his work.]
[Jyn couldn't offer Cassian an explanation as to Ben's behavior - or his sudden disappearance. His story was his own to tell. But she did feel guilty for putting him into an uncomfortable situation, even if it had happened accidentally.
She'd have to apologize once Cassian left. She'd have to make it up to him somehow.
Cassian accept the naan and chewed thoughtfully for a moment.]
If you have control of dinner, I'd hate to be a third wheel in here. I'll, uh, maybe I'll go keep Ben company.
[Jyn couldn't argue the point, and agreed instead, stating that it wouldn't be long before dinner was finished.
Cassian nodded, clutching his glass a little tighter as he headed into the living room, too, choosing a seat a comfortable distance away from Ben. If Ben didn't want to speak, that was fine - Cassian wasn't uncomfortable in the silence.]
[Ben looked up and smiled at shyly at Cassian. It was a nervous smile. But he took a sip of his beer and relaxed back against the couch. He looked at Cassian.
The man was kind. He didn't deserve to think he was at fault for this.]
I don't know how much Jyn has told you of me. I was in a fairly emotionally abusive relationship two years ago. And sometimes I still falter.
[In the kitchen, Bodhi and Jyn frantically worried about whether or not the night was going to turn into a disaster before it ever truly had a chance to begin.
They agreed upon having dinner, but if it still felt weird and uncomfortable, they would eventually just call it a night early, or make plans for another time - maybe without Ben around.
Not because he was ruining the night, but because they wanted to protect him from any unwanted attention.
In the living room, Cassian glanced at Ben, one eyebrow slowly raising the longer the other man spoke.]
She talks about you frequently - but never anything quite so personal. [He sighed softly, nodding his understanding.] I'm sorry you experienced something so painful.
But you don't have to apologize to me, Ben, it's fine. I feel I should apologize for my bad joke. I didn't mean to cause you any distress.
Cassian, you never make me feel like I want an ... escape ... from you. If anything, I'd want to be with you more often than I'm able to be.
...
Take that as you will.
You can. But do you really think it will do any good? Kay's got a mind of his own, and right now it's set on idk how you'd want to describe it messing with me? He's protective of you. I understand that.
[The soup can be easily reheated if necessary. Jyn is just glad to see Cassian attempting to eat something, even if it is only bread. It's better than nothing.
She does make an amused sort of noise at the question, nodding as she sets water to boiling.]
He takes a sip of cold water, making sure not to drink too fast lest it come back up. The fruit is probably hydrating as well. He cuts a piece, tries it, and it's delicious.]
I'm glad you're here.
[He can't remember if he said that already. His brain is so fuzzy. He hates that. Having so often to survive by your wits, then having your wits compromised is not enjoyable. Also having had to carefully construct mental partitions to keep yourself sane, lowering 'inhibitions', which really meant those structures, could lead to catatonia. He's not that bad—now. Nobody but Kaytoo has seen him that bad. But Jyn's come close.]
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Date: 2019-07-22 06:24 am (UTC)[It only lasts for a moment, the brief meeting of their fingers, but Jyn feels a warmth in the aftermath that has nothing to do with the drink she's already had.]
To ... living to fight another day?
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Date: 2019-07-22 10:14 am (UTC)Maybe that's why it takes him a second to respond; or maybe he was just thinking it over.]
To… having a better idea, at least, why we fight. [He clinked his glass to hers.]
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Date: 2019-07-23 06:47 am (UTC)[She offers, her lips lifting at the edges just a bit, suddenly a little shy as she meets his gaze, wondering what he's thinking, not for the first time.
She drops her eyes again, focusing on her glass before she eventually downs the drink. She doesn't require anymore, and doesn't really even want any. The most important thing is that Cassian is here to share it with her.]
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Date: 2019-07-22 06:49 am (UTC)[She lifts a hand to rest gently against Cassian's cheek, completing the circuit of holding each other steady. Her eyes slowly flutter closed as her happy noise shifts and changes into a softly pleased little groan to feel his fingers in her hair, to be treated so gently, even though she's never thought of herself as fragile.
And then she feels the flex of his arm as he squeezes her, and whatever personal space between them is no more, and all she can feel is Cassian, finally as close as she wanted him to be for so long and it almost feels too good to be true.
But it's real, and it's happening, and she almost doesn't know what to concentrate on first.]
My schedule is free for the time being. Until it's not, I can stay with you.
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Date: 2019-07-22 10:12 am (UTC)Coming up out of it only long enough to murmur again,] Best invitation I've ever gotten, by the way. Thank you.
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Date: 2019-07-23 06:29 am (UTC)She gently caressed the back of his neck with calloused fingers, slowly carding them through his hair, her cheeks already flushing pink.] No, thank you for taking me up on it.
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From:(for mando)
Date: 2019-12-29 08:05 pm (UTC)[The cantina wasn't the seediest, nor was it the most prestigious. It was the kind of middling where with enough credits and / or coins, people tended to look the other way and not ask any questions.
That's where Jyn was waiting, biding her time.]
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Date: 2020-05-17 08:23 pm (UTC)[This is decidedly not the way that Jyn has imagined this - or something like it - happening. And she has spent many daydream sessions spanning many years thinking of all the different ways she and Ben could (hypothetically) reveal their feelings (that is, if they weren't as unrequited as Jyn believes them to be).
But drunk and angry and heartbroken has never been one of many fantasies that have played out in her imagination.
Thank God for small mercies, though, and thank God her bedroom door is separating the two of them at the moment. The last thing she wants is for Ben to see a new stream of hot tears trail down her cheeks as she tries desperately to hold onto the scraps and pieces of her composure.
Surely she's dreaming now, because there is no possibly way that Ben - one of her oldest and closest friends, the unwitting object of her secret affections for as long as she can remember - has just said those words to her.
How long have you and why didn't you ever tell me and what do you mean what do you mean WHAT DO YOU MEAN …
And that's all hypocritical of her to think, isn't it, because Jyn has kept her own feelings a secret for so long that she's convinced herself they'd never see the light of day, but …
Here they are.
Jyn lifts a hand, places her palm against the door, tries to remember how to even breathe. And after a long moment filled with nothing but complete radio silence, she reaches for the knob and slowly turns it, opening the door.
Just a crack at first, just exposing one damp eye. A little bit wider, another little bit of her face is exposed, revealing a confused, wary expression. Wider still until there they are, fully face-to-face, and it takes all she has to keep standing completely still.]
What do you mean?
[There's no anger or accusation coloring her tone. Just the impossible hope that Ben feels the same way - that this isn't all just some fever dream.]
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Date: 2020-05-18 02:13 am (UTC)He never thought he’d have the courage to tell her how he really feels about her. He never thought she’d ever be single again because it always seemed like her and Cass were the real deal.
But things have changed.
Right now it’s the alcohol in his system giving him the courage to tell her. And her and Cass, well, that’s ended.
These have to be signs, right?
Now’s his time, right?]
I...I don’t know where to begin.
[He laughs - it’s all so silly, isn’t it? Of course it would take getting drunk and flirting with another girl to kickstart all of this. God - he’s an idiot.]
I’ve always...I’ve always liked you, Jyn. And I mean as more than just friends. But I...I was too scared to say anything.
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Date: 2020-06-01 05:12 pm (UTC)She's not sure whether it's due to the alcohol, the heartache, or the shock of hearing Ben say everything that she's ever longed to hear him say. Maybe it's an amalgamation of too much crashing together all at once, threatening to pull her into the undertow.
She clutches at the door a little tighter, as though it'll help her continue standing on her shaky legs. Never in a million years has she ever believed that she and Ben would ever have this conversation.
She'd convinced herself long ago that she was destined to … love Ben in secret for the rest of her life. And she can hardly know what any of this is going to mean in the long run for the both of them, but at least they're finally being honest with each other.
A spark of hope ignites in her belly, flickering gently, but Jyn tries to ignore it, however difficult. This is - these are … just words. Words can have all the meaning in the world and never be acted upon. She can't just throw all caution to the wind and act before thinking, can't ruin her relationship with Ben, can't run off the only person she's wanted to stay for as long as she lives.]
… You're the first person I ever looked at and felt butterflies for. [She finally replies, her voice low, her speech tentative, like she's trying to think through each word carefully.] I guess I never told you because … you're the only person in my life that I can't bear to lose. No quicker way to do that than getting into a relationship and - and … fucking it up completely.
[She sighs softly, shaking her head.]
I didn't treat Cassian badly, you know? I really thought that we could make things work. I tried, Ben. I really did. But he could always tell that something was holding me back from … giving myself fully to our relationship.
I think there's always been a part of me that's been … hoping and waiting for … you.
So. I wasn't terrible and he wasn't cruel. We just decided that maybe it was best not to be together until I was sure of what I wanted.
Just -
Just so you know.
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From:(for thedefector)
Date: 2020-07-26 03:14 pm (UTC)[Twenty minutes later sees Jyn waiting just inside the mess. It takes all the willpower in her body to appear as unconcerned and normal as possible, when all she wants is to pace or pick at her cuticles or do something as she awaits Bodhi's arrival.
They're getting married. And out of all the things she's seen and done ...
She's never felt so nervous.
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Date: 2020-08-25 03:28 pm (UTC)He steps into the mess hall and spies Jyn. All his worries seem to fade and he just smiles at her as he moves over to where she stands.]
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Date: 2021-09-05 10:14 pm (UTC)In any case, the only thoughts in her mind once she catches sight of Bodhi and watches as he makes his way toward her is that they are going to get married, and that's something that she's never believed can be for her.
Until he'd come along and changed her views on a lot of things - possible parenthood included.
She murmurs a hello and brushes her fingers against his once he takes his place by her side.]
Hey. Here you are.
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Date: 2020-11-17 04:10 am (UTC)[Jyn hummed softly at the kiss, and watched Ben as he took his leave, just like she'd asked. Once he departed the kitchen, she set to cleaning up - taking her time not only because she didn't want to do a half-assed job of it, but also because she knew that Ben needed a little time to prepare properly.
Once the pizza and wine was put away and the dishes done and drying, Jyn sat down at the table and texted Cassian and Bodhi to both make sure that they were doing well - they were - and to inform them of her plans for the night - they approved.
Soon enough, though, she ventured upstairs, smiling softly as she entered the bedroom and found Ben waiting so patiently for her. Jyn stretched lazily, Ben's sweater rising just enough to expose the lacy underwear that lied beneath. She paid no more attention to Ben as she crossed to the vanity, sitting down with a sigh to brush her hair.
Eventually, though - ]
You're being so good, so patient. But I'm sorry, I still have to punish you for behaving badly earlier. It's not nice to tease me if you're not here to take care of my aches.
And I still haven't decided how I'm going to spank you. I don't think my palm will be enough. What do you think, love? What will make your ass the prettiest pink it can be?
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Date: 2020-11-17 04:15 pm (UTC)He swallowed and shifted just a bit, fighting down a moan at the feeling of the plug in him.]
Y... Your hairbrush could work. Or the paddle you like so much. And then you could fuck me with the handle of it. It's so unyielding and make me sob...
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Date: 2021-03-17 05:45 pm (UTC)She glanced over her shoulder, an eyebrow raising slowly as she considered Ben's suggestions.
Eventually, she nodded her agreement.]
Both, maybe. Why don't you get the paddle for me? Once I'm sitting, you can assume the position if you're ready.
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Date: 2021-01-14 04:42 pm (UTC)I'll get them off - I'd much rather patch them later than toss them completely.
[Jyn manages to grind out a chuckle, working at her buttons with shaky fingers. Now that the adrenaline was beginning to wear off, there would be no helping the tremors that come along in the aftermath of a close call.
A moment later, she pauses, tilting her chin up to fix her gaze on Cassian.]
You're worth much more than just that.
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Date: 2021-01-15 10:34 am (UTC)[He touches her hands to stop her, where she's unfastened the pants and started to push them down. He urges her to sit again, then he strips the pants off for her the rest of the way—probably managing more delicacy around her injury than she could have. With one hand, he drapes them over the crate beside her, and with the other he reaches for the medpac, his eyes fixed on her injury. They don't leave it for an instant; only the slightest reangle of his head confirms he heard her.]
Thank you. Though right now, I just wanna be good at that.
[Slowly, keeping everything where she can see exactly what he's doing, he grabs a sterilizing swab and begins cleaning the wound.]
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Date: 2021-03-18 07:35 pm (UTC)She sits back with a sigh after it's safe to do so, closing and resting her eyes for a few scant moments before reopening them to watch Cassian work.
It isn't that Jyn doesn't trust him - quite the opposite. She knows that she doesn't have to continue expressing her gratitude for his steadfast assistance, but she wants to, anyway.]
Cassian, sometimes I wonder if there's anything you can't do.
[She hisses a bit at the sting of the sterile swab, but keeps as still as possible so she doesn't upset his work.]
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From:(for ben)
Date: 2021-02-27 08:49 pm (UTC)[Jyn couldn't offer Cassian an explanation as to Ben's behavior - or his sudden disappearance. His story was his own to tell. But she did feel guilty for putting him into an uncomfortable situation, even if it had happened accidentally.
She'd have to apologize once Cassian left. She'd have to make it up to him somehow.
Cassian accept the naan and chewed thoughtfully for a moment.]
If you have control of dinner, I'd hate to be a third wheel in here. I'll, uh, maybe I'll go keep Ben company.
[Jyn couldn't argue the point, and agreed instead, stating that it wouldn't be long before dinner was finished.
Cassian nodded, clutching his glass a little tighter as he headed into the living room, too, choosing a seat a comfortable distance away from Ben. If Ben didn't want to speak, that was fine - Cassian wasn't uncomfortable in the silence.]
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Date: 2021-02-27 09:00 pm (UTC)[Ben looked up and smiled at shyly at Cassian. It was a nervous smile. But he took a sip of his beer and relaxed back against the couch. He looked at Cassian.
The man was kind. He didn't deserve to think he was at fault for this.]
I don't know how much Jyn has told you of me. I was in a fairly emotionally abusive relationship two years ago. And sometimes I still falter.
Can... Can we start over?
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Date: 2021-02-27 09:09 pm (UTC)They agreed upon having dinner, but if it still felt weird and uncomfortable, they would eventually just call it a night early, or make plans for another time - maybe without Ben around.
Not because he was ruining the night, but because they wanted to protect him from any unwanted attention.
In the living room, Cassian glanced at Ben, one eyebrow slowly raising the longer the other man spoke.]
She talks about you frequently - but never anything quite so personal. [He sighed softly, nodding his understanding.] I'm sorry you experienced something so painful.
But you don't have to apologize to me, Ben, it's fine. I feel I should apologize for my bad joke. I didn't mean to cause you any distress.
Yeah. Of course we can.
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From:(fulcrum3)
Date: 2021-03-16 10:19 pm (UTC)Cassian, you never make me feel like I want an ... escape ... from you. If anything, I'd want to be with you more often than I'm able to be.
...
Take that as you will.
You can.
But do you really think it will do any good?
Kay's got a mind of his own, and right now it's set on
idk how you'd want to describe it
messing with me?
He's protective of you.
I understand that.
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Date: 2025-05-25 03:10 am (UTC)[The soup can be easily reheated if necessary. Jyn is just glad to see Cassian attempting to eat something, even if it is only bread. It's better than nothing.
She does make an amused sort of noise at the question, nodding as she sets water to boiling.]
Plenty. Especially to help with sleep.
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Date: 2025-05-25 07:21 pm (UTC)He takes a sip of cold water, making sure not to drink too fast lest it come back up. The fruit is probably hydrating as well. He cuts a piece, tries it, and it's delicious.]
I'm glad you're here.
[He can't remember if he said that already. His brain is so fuzzy. He hates that. Having so often to survive by your wits, then having your wits compromised is not enjoyable. Also having had to carefully construct mental partitions to keep yourself sane, lowering 'inhibitions', which really meant those structures, could lead to catatonia. He's not that bad—now. Nobody but Kaytoo has seen him that bad. But Jyn's come close.]
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