[ his tugs pulls her elbow right off the counter and tugs her a little toward him but before she can settle there the microwave dings and she turns away to fetch the rice, using the skirt of her dress to protect her hands when she pulls it free. it's hot!
carefully she sets it on the kitchen table and reaches back to pull two forks free before gesturing cassian to sit with her. ]
[he does not look down at her suddenly more exposed from the way she scoops up her dress legs (he does, for two seconds), but it would not even be the first time he's caught a glimpse of more leg. she was just sitting behind him with her dress scrunched up! it's fine, whatever.]
[he sits down at the table with ease, glad she actually listened and did not heat up more than necessary.]
Not this time. [he offers her... a tiny smile?] I guess that part was nice.
[see, he's trying. he's really taken her you don't have to be a spy thing to heart.]
[ jyn doesn't care about exposed anything, once she's got her underpants on she has the bathroom door open so she can continue whatever conversation was stalled with their showers in the morning. ]
But... nothing to turn off when you came home.
[ had to be difficult. jyn could shed the facade of politeness that she'd barely held up, but cassian was just being cassian. ]
[she may not care, and realistically he shouldn't either! so it's fine. it's nothing. don't think about her legs.]
[he smiles a little wider though, reaching out to scoop up some of the rice.]
It felt like there should have been something. Basic politeness, maybe. [is he polite?? he guesses?? he knows how to be, but is that really him???????????] It was easier with you there.
You're always polite, [ jyn counters. she turns it off, he doesn't. he's just a generally nice person on the regular. scooping up too much rice, she shoves it in her mouth, cheeks puffing out like a chipmunk.
[he pauses for a second when she shoves the rice in her mouth, mouth twisting into the smallest of amused smiles. how is this charming him?? every times????? she's just eating, but she is adorable.]
Being polite is unobtrusive. That is... how I was supposed to be.
[ cassian is not a spy anymore, he doesn't have to be polite unless he wants to be polite. maybe he wants to be blunt and rude like his beloved droid. ]
[he takes a very small spoonful of his own rice, chewing idly.]
I don't know. [honesty...?? also weird for him. he doesn't feel sad or anything about it. it's just a work in progress, but at least he's accepted he doesn't need to be a spy anymore.] I am not sure there is much of me left outside of the Rebellion.
[ it's a good thing he adds the last part because jyn was gearing up to argue that there is loads of him left outside the rebellion because he is left, but then he makes his own addendum and jyn swallows the words back.
instead she touches the back of his hand. ] You have time.
[he flips his hand over to wind their fingers together, giving her a grateful squeeze. he does have time, more than he ever had before.]
And I have you.
[she's there for him. she will kick him out of it and argue with him about who he really is, and knowing that... helps. she reminded him in the first place there was more than just existing as a spy, it's only fitting she's still there to keep doing it. jyn sees him as more than that. it's enough to maybe make him believe it.]
[ that feels like so much for her, too much. what if she isn't enough? but he's holding her hand and she can feel his faith in her and maybe that is enough. maybe she only needs to have faith in him and he can have faith in her and that will be enough. ]
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carefully she sets it on the kitchen table and reaches back to pull two forks free before gesturing cassian to sit with her. ]
Nothing to turn off when you came home?
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[he sits down at the table with ease, glad she actually listened and did not heat up more than necessary.]
Not this time. [he offers her... a tiny smile?] I guess that part was nice.
[see, he's trying. he's really taken her you don't have to be a spy thing to heart.]
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But... nothing to turn off when you came home.
[ had to be difficult. jyn could shed the facade of politeness that she'd barely held up, but cassian was just being cassian. ]
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[he smiles a little wider though, reaching out to scoop up some of the rice.]
It felt like there should have been something. Basic politeness, maybe. [is he polite?? he guesses?? he knows how to be, but is that really him???????????] It was easier with you there.
[because...jyn makes it easy to be himself.]
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this is the girl u love. loser. ]
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Being polite is unobtrusive. That is... how I was supposed to be.
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[ cassian is not a spy anymore, he doesn't have to be polite unless he wants to be polite. maybe he wants to be blunt and rude like his beloved droid. ]
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I don't know. [honesty...?? also weird for him. he doesn't feel sad or anything about it. it's just a work in progress, but at least he's accepted he doesn't need to be a spy anymore.] I am not sure there is much of me left outside of the Rebellion.
[there's a pause.] But I am trying to find it.
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instead she touches the back of his hand. ] You have time.
[ fucking loads of it apparently. ]
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And I have you.
[she's there for him. she will kick him out of it and argue with him about who he really is, and knowing that... helps. she reminded him in the first place there was more than just existing as a spy, it's only fitting she's still there to keep doing it. jyn sees him as more than that. it's enough to maybe make him believe it.]
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Yeah.
[ always. ]