RCSS Fic: The Wedding Aesthetic

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Merry Christmas, @blurose617!!! It’s me, your Rebelcaptain Secret Santa!! 

I don’t have time to type out a long post so I’ll just get right to the point- your fic!! Here it is, I had so much fun writing it, so I hope you enjoy it 🙂 

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“Hey, wake up.” Jyn leaned over the gearshift and nudged Cassian awake. “We’re at a gas station, I have to pee. Do you want anything?”

He rubbed his eyes and sneezed. “Claritin, maybe? God, why do Han and Leia have to get married in Vermont the middle of spring?”

Jyn unbuckled her seatbelt and reached for the door. “So I take it you don’t want to get out and stretch your legs? We only have like forty minutes to go.”

He smirked. “You can’t wait forty minutes?”

“Shut up. Your child is already taking up too much damn space in there.” She shifted uncomfortably in her seat. “Are you coming or not?”

He groaned. “Might as well. If you’re going to open the door and let in a ton of pollen anyway.”

“That’s the spirit.”

“Can I ask what’s got you so damn chipper?” he said as they approached the mini-mart.

“I can’t be happy about our best friends’ wedding?”

“You hate weddings.”

Jyn shrugged. “Second trimester hormones are a magical thing.”

“But where’s the grumpy girl I fell in love with?”

“Give it five-ish weeks,” Jyn said. “Apparently that’s when everything’s supposed to suck again.” She winked and hurried off to ask for the bathroom key. The restroom was disgusting, of course, but over the course of the five-hour drive she’d seen far worse. And yeah, this part of pregnancy majorly sucked, but she wasn’t kidding about the hormone high. And she hoped she could ride it through the entire week.

Finish it on AO3!!