
Jyn joined in the cheer, toasting to Cassian and taking a somewhat-deeper drink than was necessary; he reached out and brushed a lock of hair behind her ear, and said, much quieter, “Happy New Year,” before kissing her.
It… was not a quick peck and then done.
It was probably supposed to be, but either she moved or he did or both, and then one of his hands was on the back of her head, pulling her close and messing up her hair, and the other was on her hip, fingers tight like he didn’t want to let go; her hands were fisted in his shirt to keep herself balanced and close the distance between them. It went on almost too long to get away with — just when she was starting to regain the ability to think and register that she was making out with Cassian, he pulled away.
For a moment they stayed still, his forehead touching hers, and in that one moment, she knew — this was real, they weren’t lines, and he was about to kiss her again, without an excuse. Her breath caught in her throat and her eyes met his and —
Cassian stepped away.
The air left her lungs slowly.
Or not.
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