Doesn't make me miss cantina music, [ she agrees. that was the worst.
still she doesn't move out of his arms. she likes being there, she likes dancing with him, she likes...
fuck.
she likes him. for force's sake, daisy was right. when the hell had this happened! they were friends, sure, best mates. jyn would do anything for him, she loved spending time with him, but that's normal best friend... force. she's fucked. ]
[ he hums in amusement. ] Every cantina band thinks they are going to make it big.
[ he knows what she's going to say, but he doesn't want to finish her sentence. not even to be correct and beat her to it! 'we should stop,' only cassian still doesn't want to stop. ]
Start thinking about dinner, I know. [ haha, perfect, extend it. he knows she can call bullshit on it, but he finds that's half the fun. he offers her a small grin over it anyway, slowing down enough to give her the opportunity to pull back if she really wants to, but he isn't going to. ]
[ again. jyn doesn't need to think about dinner, she thought about dinner when she was eating lunch, dinner has been sorted out already before cassian even knew he was involved. burgers are her standby.
but it distracts her just enough to not stop dancing, a successful gambit. ]
Did you really think I didn't have it sorted already?
[ they literally just had burgers the other day, but there's a reason cassian packed up some patties and froze them, knowing jyn would want them again soon enough. he's almost mastered her eating patterns already. ]
[ it doesn't stop him from rolling his eyes. they're still dancing, he'll take it. ]
Did you sort out what you wanted on them already too?
[ onions, pickles, she'll remember the rest of the toppings when she sees them. she piles the veggies on, plus it's a veggie burger. veggies all over.
his little smile at her decisiveness makes her stomach flip over, feeling the realization of earlier come flooding back and she carefully makes a little space between them without making it seem like she is pilling away. even though that is exactly what she is doing.
[ he's already compiling a mental list of the usual toppings she likes on her burgers. they keep a lot of them regularly anyway. ]
[ when she pulls back, however subtle, he still recognizes the motion and he guesses... they should probably stop. they can't dance out in this park all night! that's just silly, and he's ignoring the part of him that finds the idea appealing. he takes a step back too, even if his hands linger longer than strictly necessary. ]
There will be more I am sure. We can stop by the market on the way back if you think of anything else.
Yeah, yeah. Come on then. We've been talking about it for more than one minute so now I'm starving.
[ if she forgets about food she's fine but now her stomach thinks she needs to eat so they must listen to her stomach. she steps away fully, but tugs on cassian's sleeve to get him to follow before she sets off.
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still she doesn't move out of his arms. she likes being there, she likes dancing with him, she likes...
fuck.
she likes him. for force's sake, daisy was right. when the hell had this happened! they were friends, sure, best mates. jyn would do anything for him, she loved spending time with him, but that's normal best friend... force. she's fucked. ]
We should...
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[ he knows what she's going to say, but he doesn't want to finish her sentence. not even to be correct and beat her to it! 'we should stop,' only cassian still doesn't want to stop. ]
Start thinking about dinner, I know. [ haha, perfect, extend it. he knows she can call bullshit on it, but he finds that's half the fun. he offers her a small grin over it anyway, slowing down enough to give her the opportunity to pull back if she really wants to, but he isn't going to. ]
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[ again. jyn doesn't need to think about dinner, she thought about dinner when she was eating lunch, dinner has been sorted out already before cassian even knew he was involved. burgers are her standby.
but it distracts her just enough to not stop dancing, a successful gambit. ]
Did you really think I didn't have it sorted already?
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[ it doesn't stop him from rolling his eyes. they're still dancing, he'll take it. ]
Did you sort out what you wanted on them already too?
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[ onions, pickles, she'll remember the rest of the toppings when she sees them. she piles the veggies on, plus it's a veggie burger. veggies all over.
his little smile at her decisiveness makes her stomach flip over, feeling the realization of earlier come flooding back and she carefully makes a little space between them without making it seem like she is pilling away. even though that is exactly what she is doing.
conceal, don't feel. ]
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[ when she pulls back, however subtle, he still recognizes the motion and he guesses... they should probably stop. they can't dance out in this park all night! that's just silly, and he's ignoring the part of him that finds the idea appealing. he takes a step back too, even if his hands linger longer than strictly necessary. ]
There will be more I am sure. We can stop by the market on the way back if you think of anything else.
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[ if she forgets about food she's fine but now her stomach thinks she needs to eat so they must listen to her stomach. she steps away fully, but tugs on cassian's sleeve to get him to follow before she sets off.
it's dinner time, let's go. ]