happy holidays @mosylufanfic !! i’m your rebelcaptain secret santa!
the prompt you gave me was “If one more thing happens to delay Jyn Erso’s wedding to Cassian Andor, she is going to cut a bitch.” it’s not exact, but the gist is there! hope you enjoy this fic, i had a really fun time working on it ❤
“Y’know, I can’t believe I let you talk me into this,” Jyn grumbles, tugging her pack off of her tauntaun with a rather harsh pull, her movements colored with irritation. The wind whips around her face, snow obscuring her vision; she can barely make out Solo’s form a few feet away from her. “Why do I ever karking listen to you?”
“Because I’m handsome and charming and full of good ideas?” he replies cheekily, voice raised to nearly a shout to be heard over the elements roaring around them.
“What about all this – ” she throws out her arms to motion to the blizzard swirling around them and the lack of visibility needed to get back to Echo Base, “screams ‘a good idea?’”
“Okay, maybe not my best one, all right?” Han amends, strapping his own supplies to his back and heading in the direction of the cave they’d stumbled across moments earlier. “But it’s not my fault that you listened to me, Erso!”
She flips him her middle finger to his retreating form to make herself feel better despite him not being able to see it. With a grunt, she grabs her stuff and slaps her tauntaun across the flank to send it running in the opposite direction. While she doesn’t know if it’ll survive any better out in the storm than she would, it has a much better chance of getting back than it would be trapped in a cave.
Said cave is thankfully large enough to alleviate most of her claustrophobia; despite that particular blessing, she sets up close enough to the entrance where she can still see what’s happening outside. It’s colder here than it would be farther back where Solo’s sitting, but she’s not going to risk the brand of panic that comes alongside being trapped in a small space. She’s been left – abandoned – in too many places like this to go willingly where she doesn’t want to.
“You’re going to free your ass off up there!” Han hollers up to her, much to her chagrin. Jyn rolls her eyes and shoves her hands into her armpits to conserve warmth. He’ll come around – he can’t stand being by himself for too long.
A few minutes later, Han comes wandering up to where she’s set up base. “Hope this dies down soon,” he comments, crossing his arms and glancing out the mouth of the cave wistfully. He dumps his pack off where she’s standing, starts unpacking the supplies. “Wouldn’t want you to miss your wedding.”
from Tumblr https://leaiorganas.tumblr.com/post/189889636530
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