[ she turns and jerks toward him without thinking, body moving of its own accord like an awkward newborn colt until her arms circle his torso and suddenly she is hugging him. she'd thought when she'd woken up that this was a particularly shitty afterlife because where are any of her loved ones? her mama and papa and saw, where were bodhi and baze and chirrut and the rest of the rebels dead on that beautiful beach.
she supposes they're all stardust now, an irony of the name she's only just realized.
but here is cassian, whole and hale and with wounds turned to scars, warm and solid underneath her hands instead of the cold, broken man she'd held amidst their oncoming deaths. it's almost like it never happened but jyn has to believe it did; that they succeeded, that cassian ended her nightmare, that someone out there heard their message and carried it around the galaxy like a banner of hope.
her eyes close, fingers gripping him so tightly she may leave fresh bruises on his now clear skin. she barely knows him, there hadn't been any time, but he still feels like coming home. ]
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she supposes they're all stardust now, an irony of the name she's only just realized.
but here is cassian, whole and hale and with wounds turned to scars, warm and solid underneath her hands instead of the cold, broken man she'd held amidst their oncoming deaths. it's almost like it never happened but jyn has to believe it did; that they succeeded, that cassian ended her nightmare, that someone out there heard their message and carried it around the galaxy like a banner of hope.
her eyes close, fingers gripping him so tightly she may leave fresh bruises on his now clear skin. she barely knows him, there hadn't been any time, but he still feels like coming home. ]