#32 “You could have died” FOR THE ANGST

cats-and-metersticks:

Heyyy thanks so much! heh. asks me for angst……  you shall get angst (1k words of angst lol)

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Cassian hates painkillers. Hates them. He refuses them whenever he can, but the medical staff might be onto him because instead of releasing him with pills he’ll refuse to take, they release him still high on the longest-acting drug they have. They comm Jyn to take him back to his room, and he supposes he should be concerned when Bodhi shows up instead, but he’s too focused on staying upright to think too much about it. 

The painkiller makes the floor feel like it’s moving under him, and Bodhi’s iron grip on his good arm is the only thing that keeps him upright as he stumbles back to his quarters. 

Bodhi’s mercifully silent on the way, although it’s not a pleasant silence. His face, when Cassian can bear to glance over, is stony and he’s staring straight ahead. Cassian wants to apologize, or at least try to explain himself, but he’s not so sure how coherent he’ll be if he attempts to talk now. 

Then the door to his quarters slide open and Cassian can see he probably has less than a minute before he has to face the music. 

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