OMG PROMPTS! I’m so excited. I wish you would write a fic where… our favorite ship has been pretending to be dating, but now they’ve reached the end of their agreement. Plenty of mutual pining for good measure 😘 (could be modern au or in universe)

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Thanks so much for the prompt and your endless patience!!! Let’s do a modern au and take a break from this angst train…

(this is also for @basada-en-la-esperanza b/c of a scene inspired by this manip by the lovely & talented @runakvaed)

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On the face of it, this was probably Cassian’s fault, and he did accept some of the responsibility. On the other hand, this whole thing could’ve been avoided if Jyn hadn’t interfered. Although she would say this is why he should video chat with relatives in his bedroom rather than in the living room. 

What happened was, Jyn came home early and in a good mood because her paper was accepted to PLOS Biology, so when she saw him on his laptop in the middle of a conversation, she assumed it was his sister and immediately joined him on the couch. 

“Hey, Francisca, guess what– Oh, never mind.”

Cassian cleared his throat. “Jyn, this is my Tía Joesfina. She’s coming to town next week.” 

“Oh, hello.” She waved awkwardly, then turned to Cassian. “Hey, can we go to the store tomorrow? I think we’re almost out of milk.” 

“Sure.”

“Awesome.” She left for her bedroom and Cassian turned back at his aunt, who looked way too excited for a conversation about groceries. 

“Cassian!” she said in Spanish. “I didn’t know you had a girlfriend!”

Fuck. Cassian opened his mouth to correct her. “Uh–”

“Your mother told me you had a roommate, but I didn’t realize it was a girl. You must introduce me.” She clapped her hands together and looked at her watch. “Oh, I have to start dinner but I’m so excited to see you both!”

Cassian waved goodbye and managed a, “Me too,” before Josefina hung up and he realized what he’d done. 

He weighed his options carefully, then approached Jyn with his tail between his legs and asked if she could just go along with it. 

She stared at him from her bed, cross-legged watching Netflix and eating cereal right from the bag. 

He tried not to shrink at the judgment he could feel coming off of her. 

“Why can’t you just tell her the truth?” she said through a mouthful cheerios. 

Cassian groaned. “But she knows we live together and and it’ll take me forever to explain how my roommate is a girl and we’re not dating and even when she gets it she’ll gossip to all her friends and my conservative family.” 

She kept staring at him, and he could see the wheels turning.

“We wouldn’t have to kiss or anything,” he said. “Just maybe some hand-holding.”

“Hmm.” She shoved another handful of cheerios into her mouth. 

“And I’ll pay for dinner.”

She grinned, her cheeks full of cereal. “Deal.”

“Great. Thank you.” 

“You’ll owe me big,” she said. 

“I will, you’re the best!” Then he went to bed in an excellent mood. This would be great. They’d wine and dine his aunt for a night or two, she wouldn’t ask any questions, and if she still remembered in a few months he could say they broke up. 

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