Prompt: A kiss while intoxicated
Cassian stood in the hanger, hands stuffed in the pockets of his parka. Minutes ago the Millennium Falcon had come over the coms, saying they were inbound for landing. Jyn had gone with Han on a supply run several days ago, and Cassian wasn’t ashamed to say he was ready for her to be back on Echo Base.
He had kept himself busy while she was gone. There were reports to go over and intel to discuss with Leia and the council. Bodhi had also kept him occupied, inviting him to sabacc games and hanging out when they had a few moments of free time.
It wasn’t that he couldn’t function without her. He just functioned better with her. A point Chirrut had made once. So that was why Cassian Andor, rebel intelligence Captain, stood in the freezing hanger of Echo Base waiting for Sergeant Jyn Erso.
He watched as the ground crews guided the Falcon in and shuffled his feet in an attempt to warm himself up. A few more minutes passed before the ramp to the ship began to lower. Hearing footsteps he began to inch closer, only to stop when Han Solo, not Jyn, appeared on the ramp.
Han spotted Cassian and called out to him. “Hey Andor, I could use a hand!”
Cassian’s stomach twisted. Was something wrong? They hadn’t said anything over the coms when they had requested to land. He quickly walked over to the Falcon and began heading up the steel walk way.
Han waved his hand at him. “Nothing’s wrong, I just figured you’d want to be the one to walk Erso back to her bunk.”
“Walk her back? What are you talking about?” They rounded the corner and Cassian was greeted with one Jyn Erso sitting cross-legged on top of Han’s chess table, a bottle of Corellian whiskey in her hand.
“Cass!” Jyn exclaimed excitedly.
“Que mierda?” Cassian swore in Festian.
Jyn giggled loudly. “You said a bad word. Han, Cassian said a bad word!”
“Yeah, I got that kid.” Han said as he rolled his eyes.
“Solo, what’s going on?” Cassian asked, his eyes still on Jyn.
“You tell me. I made some comment about how you’d probably be waiting in the hanger. She got all huffy and started drinking.”
Cassian cringed. Of course. Everyone on base knew he and Jyn had feelings for one another. They went everywhere together and it wasn’t a secret they bunked in Cassian’s room together. But what most people didn’t know, was they hadn’t exactly decided on what they were.
There was a war going on after all. Things like “what are we?” tended to slip through the cracks.
Han shot Cassian a look of ‘you deal with her’ before heading to help Chewie unload their cargo.
Cassian sighed and dragged a hand over his face. Jyn was still siting cross-legged but now her eyes were closed and she was slowly swaying from side to side.
“Jyn, what happened?”
Her eyes shot open and she stared at him for a moment before speaking. “He called you my boyfriend.” Her voice came out sharp. Jyn was usually a happy person when she drank. But happiness could easily turn to anger. From the look on her face he could tell she was transitioning into the angry phase.
Cassian’s face scrunched up in confusion. “And that made you…mad?” He did his best to keep his voice level. He didn’t feel like arguing with a drunk Jyn. Especially when they were onboard a ship sitting in the base hanger.
“I don’t know.” She snapped and pushed herself off of the table. Cassian moved forward, his hands ready to catch her if she fell. She didn’t and he watched her for a moment. “What am I Cassian?” Her tone was demanding and her hands were balled into fists on her hips.
Cassian gulped. “You’re…”
She glared at him, her eyes hard. “I’m what? I work with you, I sleep with you. What am I, Cassian?”
“You’re a lot of things.” He took a step towards her. “You’re a comrade. You’re my friend, my partner.” Jyn’s arms dropped to her sides. “My lover.” Her face softened at the word and her shoulders un tensed.
“I’m sorry we haven’t talked about it. I think a part of me was afraid if we did, you might run.” He held her gaze. “And I don’t know what I would do if you left.”
Tears pricked her eyes, forcing her to wipe a hand across her face. “I could never leave you, Cassian.” Her voice cracked and he pulled her body to him, tucking her head under his chin. “I haven’t had a home since my parents. You’re my home.”
He pulled back to look at her. Even with red eyes she was the most gorgeous being he had ever seen. “Can I kiss you?” He asked softy.
“Of course you idiot.” She laughed as he crushed his lips to hers, his hands cupping her face.
They continued for several minutes until Han came back up the walkway. “Ok you two, break it up!” Jyn shoved a hand out, her middle finger in the air. “Classy Erso, classy.” He said as he rolled his eyes.
Jyn and Cassian slowly made their way off the ship. Cassian’s arm was around her waist, with most of her weight leaning on him. As they reached the bottom of the ramp, Han bellowed down to them.
“Hey Andor, you owe me some whiskey!”