𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗 ✧ 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚜

[realists]

who: jyn erso & open!
what: flooding, monsters, flowers, miniatures
when: late march through april
where: around the quarantine
warnings: violence for monster/sparring threads & frighteningly adorable tiny children

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( and ideas, they flood, they stretch the universe. )

Comments

[realists]

[ she loves the kind of smile that makes him look his age for once and she might just look at him, own expression soft and affectionate for a moment before he reminds her of food. ]

Yeah, sure. Come on.

[ she lets go of his hand in order to push herself to her feet, reaching down to heave him up after her and maybe her hand stays in his, it's fine. ]

You're buying.

[evasives]

[he gladly accepts her helping him to his feet, because it means he gets to hold her hand again. when she doesn't even let go, cassian practically buzzes with how nice it makes him feel.]

[he briefly squeezes her fingers.] I suppose it's only fair.

[he tugs her along out of the facility, stopping only to get some ice and take out as suggested; there's a whole lot more consoling to be had at home! :) ]