The last being Cassian had allowed to be either thing for him was K-2SO. For years. Since he was barely more than a kid.
Until Jyn Erso.
Yeah. He sometimes imagined other things with her, too. Sometimes so vividly it hurt not to be real.
But that was negotiable. Anything—everything—else was negotiable. All that mattered was that they had each other's backs, were at each other's sides—
for the rest of their lives?
(What was too much to put on another person? What was too much to want with them?)
Shelve it. She was awake
And if she felt at all embarrassed at having given him the smallest bit of physical tenderness, he was ready to one-up her. His hand left her motionless one, to gently catch the withdrawing one—and suddenly duck his head, close his eyes, and press a kiss to her palm.
Just as quickly, as if it hadn't happened, he lowered her hand and folded it between both of his. His eyes were back on her face.]
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
no subject
Date: 2019-11-01 09:54 am (UTC)What was more profound than that?
The last being Cassian had allowed to be either thing for him was K-2SO. For years. Since he was barely more than a kid.
Until Jyn Erso.
Yeah. He sometimes imagined other things with her, too. Sometimes so vividly it hurt not to be real.
But that was negotiable. Anything—everything—else was negotiable. All that mattered was that they had each other's backs, were at each other's sides—
for the rest of their lives?
(What was too much to put on another person? What was too much to want with them?)
Shelve it. She was awake
And if she felt at all embarrassed at having given him the smallest bit of physical tenderness, he was ready to one-up her. His hand left her motionless one, to gently catch the withdrawing one—and suddenly duck his head, close his eyes, and press a kiss to her palm.
Just as quickly, as if it hadn't happened, he lowered her hand and folded it between both of his. His eyes were back on her face.]
How are you? Do you need anything?