ladytharen:

the marks on your heart left in between (rogue one, jyn/cassian, gen, 2.8k)

Cassian is leaning against a tree trunk, almost invisible in the gloom, and, to her at least, clearly favoring his bad leg. She picks her way back across the camp towards him, the two of them mere shadows in the trees. He hadn’t actually taken any major hits that day but the Scarif wounds still linger in his movements. He doesn’t really look tired though – just frustrated and annoyed at not being able to dive right into the Imperial comm systems – until his gaze lands on her.

It’s probably her imagination but –

(Something in him stills; something in his eyes eases.)

posted @ ao3

for @leaiorganas – happy rebelcaptain secret santa! 😀 prompt was “open to anything, would love something pre-relationship, mutual pining yet resolved”