ladytharen:

if all my words are gone (to waste away in the unknown) (rogue one, jyn/cassian, teen, 1.5k)

He looked haggard – thinner – and as they closed the distance between them she could see they were brighter than usual. It wasn’t tears – he was running on fumes.

“Welcome home,” he murmured into her hair as she crushed him in a hug, his arms a reassuring weight around her, and she breathed him in. He smelled of sweat, but more distinct was the scent he only got when he hadn’t slept in a while. Underneath it all was his own distinct scent, familiar and warm.

“I’m here,” she said, unwilling to stop burrowing her face into his chest. They could stop here, in the middle of the hangar deck; she could rest here. She didn’t need much.

posted @ ao3