mosylu

Written for thatkillervibe on Tumblr, who asked for a kiss in the dark.

Blackout

Cisco’s voice echoed through the darkness. “Caitlin? Caitlin!”

“Cisco!” she called out, turning in the direction the voice had come from. “I’m in the hall.”

There was a thud and a curse and then the touch of a hand, sliding over her hip. “Whoops, sorry,” his voice said, and the hand disappeared, then reappeared at her elbow. “Hey, is that you?”

“It better be,” she said, reaching up to take his hand. His fingers curled around hers, warm and rough and familiar as her own.

“Phew,” he said. “What happened? D'you know? All of a sudden everything went dark.”

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Written for agentmarymargaretskitz on Tumblr, who asked for “I will keep making this face at you until you falter and give in.”

Cravings

The light seeped through his eyelids, and Cisco cracked open one eye. “What’s going on?”

“I can’t sleep,” Caitlin said piteously.

“What is it? Too hot? Too cold?” He tried to remember where they had an extra blanket.

“I want cookies.”

“Cookies,” he said. “Really?”

She nodded and rubbed her hand over her very, very pregnant belly. “We would both like some cookies.”

“Babe, it’s - ” He pushed himself up on his elbows to squint at his phone, sitting on the nightstand. “- four am.”

“I know that. But the baby can’t tell time, and she wants cookies.”

He didn’t point out that cookies weren’t on her carefully selected pregnancy nutrition plan. The last time he’d brought that up in regards to a wee-hours craving, he’d ended up going out for moose tracks ice cream anyway, and then spending the rest of the night on the couch. Without any ice cream, which was the painful part.

Instead, he put the pillow over his face to block out the light and said, “Don’t we have cookies in the pantry?”

“We don’t have sea salt caramel cookies with butterscotch chips.”

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This was written for captainandors on Tumblr. Happy May the 4th! They asked for “when the two characters who don’t realize they’re in love are in a fight and one of them shouts “BECAUSE IM IN LOVE WITH YOU” and they’re both like wait”

Also, I’ve never read Rebel Rising, so please excuse any differences between that and this.

What’s Said Can’t Be Unsaid

Jyn woke in darkness.

For a moment, she was eight years old again, crying and trembling in the dark, haunted by the hours-old visions of her mama falling and her papa taken away by the man in white …

No. No, that was years ago. It was far behind her. She had woken in the dark before. She was waiting for Saw to come back and retrieve her. It shouldn’t be too much longer.

Although she’d been saying that to herself for the last several hours …

She put out a hand, patting around herself until her fingertips brushed the glass of her ‘pad’s screen. She pulled it toward herself and switched it on to check the time.

Eighteen hours, thirty-two minutes since Saw had left the message for her to wait here, in this hidey-hole.

The truth washed over her in a cold wave. He wasn’t coming back.

He’d left her here, on Tamsye Prime, with a battered weapon and an elderly datapad and the clothes on her back, and he’d … he’d just left.

She was alone.

The datapad’s screen went black again, and the dark closed in around her. “But,” she said into it. “But I kept up.


Six Years Later

They staggered up the gangplank together, Cassian shouting out, "Bodhi, get us out of here!” He angled toward the bench and shifted so Jyn could sit down, not missing the way she winced as she settled into place.

He reached for the medkit in the locker above his head, and her face went from wincing to stony. “I’ve got it,” she snapped at him, pulling the medkit out of his hands. “I’m fine.” She turned away from him, tugging her shirt up and craning her neck to peer at her midsection.

Cassian gritted his teeth. She was always like this when she got hurt. Worse when he turned back for her or waited for her. It was massively frustrating, when all he wanted to do was make sure she was all right.

Which he would for any one of his team, of course he would.

It was just that it was … different with Jyn.

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sassysnowperson prompted me with: I would like some rebelcap back scratches, from the prompt list :)

You don’t know how much I needed the escape of writing this ludicrous piece of fluff. MWAH.

Leaves of Three, Let It Be

Cassian squirmed against the rough tree trunk, trying to scratch the part of his back that he couldn’t reach on his own. “This is not funny,” he mumbled.

“No, it’s hilarious,” Jyn said. “Captain Super Spy, brought low by a plant.”

Kay said sternly, “Didn’t you read the planet briefing, Cassian? There was specific mention of human reactions to the secretions of the hawdot vine.”

“Yes,” he said. “I read it.”

Jyn raised her brows and kept rummaging in their medkit. “So you plopped your sniper’s nest right in the middle of a bed of vines that most humans are mildly allergic to because …”

“It was a very good spot.”

“Not the only one,” Kay said. “I identified three more that would have served just as well, without botanical irritants.”

“And well, I might not have read all of that part of the briefing,” he admitted. “Which is my fault, I admit. I got - ” He glanced at Jyn. “Distracted.”

Distracted was one word for it. Seduced was another.
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Prompt: Cuddling in a blanket fort

Big Enough for Two

Cassian put his hand on the lock, paused, and rubbed his hand over his face.

They’d had a fight this morning. Not about anything big. Just a stupid hissing spat over the way she couldn’t ever seem to put her damn socks in the damn laundry, it was two feet away, Force’s sake.

And she’d snarled back, It’s socks, I’ll get them in a moment, would you unclench?

It had ended in Huttese curses and slammed doors and people getting out of his way very quickly in the halls all day.

It hadn’t been really about socks though.

He keyed in his code and wasn’t entirely surprised to see the light on and Jyn cross legged on the bed, bundled in an extra blanket and chewing on a stylus as she read something on a datapad. She lifted her head at the sound of the door opening, but didn’t say anything until it shut again.

Then she said in a subdued voice, “I tidied up.”

He looked around. All the stray socks that had littered the floor were piled in the laundry basket. The cups with tea leaves frozen to the bottom had been removed. The flimsi scattered over the desk were all stacked up. She’d even sort of straightened up her guns, lined up on a shelf carved into the wall.

He rested back against the door. “I’m sorry,” he said. “I woke up in a bad mood. But I shouldn’t have taken it out on you.”

She shrugged. “S’not like I’m always a ray of sunshine either.”

He shook his head. “Jyn. Please. I shouldn’t have - ”

“It was the anniversary, wasn’t it?”

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Finding the other wearing their clothes

This story brought to you by my hobbit-sized ass who always has to roll up sleeves and pants, even the ones marked “petite.” Y’all do not know the pain.

Regarding the Illegal Seizure and Detainment of Coats

A box landed on the table with a clang. Bodhi jumped. “What is that?” he said,

“It’s for Jyn,” Cassian said.

Bodhi stood up. “All of it?” he asked, peering into the box. It held sweaters and quilted vests and thick pants and a pair of sturdy boots with good grippy treads that would keep the wearer from sliding around the icy halls of Echo Base.

A flush touched Cassian’s cheeks under his beard. “She doesn’t have much,” he said. “And she’s so short that almost everything is too long. Have you noticed how she’s always wearing my parka lately? It goes past her knees.”

“Uh-huh,” Bodhi said, eying him. “But where did all this come from?”

“A supply ship came in,” Cassian said.

“You mean I missed the stampede?” The whole base always converged on the quartermaster’s office when a supply ship came in, begging for another pair of socks, a thicker hat, a warmer coat. How Cassian had managed to get a full set of Jyn-sized clothing without resorting to deadly force was a mystery.

Or maybe he had. Bodhi looked at him suspiciously.

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