[ this is just how they're going to sit now, it seems. jyn doesn't really mind, she finds, which is both odd and normal at the same time. there's always been a lack of personal space between them, like they were pulled into the each other's orbit, a binary star. how easy it is between them is still an oddity because jyn... isn't a people person. cassian was a spy. they shouldn't be this close.
and yet.
she shifts very slightly, pressing a little more comfortably to his back, arms going a little slack but still curled around him, feeling the warm of his hand over hers. the way her hand shifts to maybe slot their fingers together is simpy a byproduct of the movement and no conscious action on jyn's behalf.
at least that is her story. in their no lies household. ]
no subject
and yet.
she shifts very slightly, pressing a little more comfortably to his back, arms going a little slack but still curled around him, feeling the warm of his hand over hers. the way her hand shifts to maybe slot their fingers together is simpy a byproduct of the movement and no conscious action on jyn's behalf.
at least that is her story. in their no lies household. ]