[his back is entirely exposed to her, and twenty years of war is yelling at him for it. he should feel vulnerable. he is sitting here vulnerable. she already admitted she knows how to break a body. instead when jyn leans in even closer, draping herself against him, cassian just sits and basks in how completely safe he feels. it's strange and kind of terrifying, but he doesn't want to let it escape yet.]
[she winds their fingers together, and he squeezes her hand. her breath is warm on his skin, but everything about him is warm right now. he's comfortable, and maybe a little bold. before he can overthink it, cassian lifts her hand up and brushes his lips against her knuckles, lingering for a moment before gently lowering them back down.]
[it's fine, it's cool. it's a thank you, or something.]
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[she winds their fingers together, and he squeezes her hand. her breath is warm on his skin, but everything about him is warm right now. he's comfortable, and maybe a little bold. before he can overthink it, cassian lifts her hand up and brushes his lips against her knuckles, lingering for a moment before gently lowering them back down.]
[it's fine, it's cool. it's a thank you, or something.]