apologies for the wait. here’s an extra long chapter to make up for it! it’s mostly smut, so if that’s not your thing, then the next will be entirely plot ☺️
Cassian’s not sure what kind of chaos he’s expecting to come back to when he gets off of work, but he expects something. A weird feeling settles in his stomach when he doesn’t get a reply from Jyn when he texts her, growing more prominent when the only response he gets from knocking on the door is silence.
When he finally gets his key in the lock and makes it inside, she’s nowhere to be found. Not perched on a kitchen stool and hacking into his laptop, not taking a midday nap in his bed, no note scrawled in her chicken-scratch handwriting telling him where she is and when she’ll be back.
His heart drops.
“Shit,” he mutters to himself, running his hands through his hair frantically. There’s a price on her head in the criminal underground – he doesn’t want her running around when her head isn’t in the right place. Anyone will be able to catch her off guard. Would they kill her right away? Would there be any time for him to find her before that happened? “Shit, shit, shit, shit – ”
“Cassian?”
He whirls around at the sound of her voice, eyes widening and heart jolting in surprise. She’s standing in the open doorway, multiple grocery bags on each arm. She looks slightly winded, cheeks tinged pink, and her green eyes are rimmed with red, mascara smudged underneath her lower lash line.
“Jyn,” he exhales, shoulders sagging in relief. She’s okay, she’s uninjured, she’s alive. “Fuck. You weren’t here, I didn’t know…”
“We were out of milk,” she replies nonchalantly, as if her father hasn’t just been arrested a few hours ago, as if nothing out of the ordinary is happening today. “I didn’t mean to worry you. My phone died and I thought that I would get here before you did.”
He blinks, not moving as she walks past him into the kitchen, shutting the door behind her. What the hell is going on? Why isn’t she more – why doesn’t she seem to be feeling anything? If not for the evidence that she’d been crying (or trying not to) earlier, then he would be thinking this was a hallucination.
from Tumblr https://leaiorganas.tumblr.com/post/189080889950
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