Tag: naps

estherlyon:

So here’s another one

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II.

Jyn stepped off the ‘fresher feeling slightly relieved. She felt clean for the first time after three whole days and she was wearing fresh underwear under the clothes she just put through the sonic. If there was any reason she regretted not joining the Alliance sooner it was this.

As the particular thought – the relief of feeling fresh and clean synthcotton against her skin – intruded her mind, she caught sight of another reason behind her staying with the Rebellion, slumped over the bench in the main hold of the freighter Bodhi had picked them up with, which was hurtling through a hyperspace lane and getting them the hell away from the Albarrio sector as fast as possible. He was buried under his parka like it was a blanket, curled in a way that was probably wreaking havoc on his back. She sat down next to him in what little space there was left. Like her, he slept lightly and when startled, would wake up with a blaster in his hand. And Cassian had very good aim, one that had admittedly saved her life more than once.

“Cassian,” she whispered softly, running a careful hand over the furred edge of the heavy coat.

His eyes opened, sharp as always, but he moved his mouth slowly, getting rid of the dryness, the only tell that he was actually deep asleep and one she knew he allowed because she was the one waking him up.

“What?” he grunted, moving a bit in his seat and not disguising his discomfort.

“You’re lying there all crooked,” she scrunched up her nose to keep how worried she actually was at bay.

He sat up, more or less, and shoved the parka down. He had used the ‘fresher already, as a trade-off for her putting a bacta patch on the blaster wound that had glanced off her right arm. His hair was falling over his eyes, mussed, and she had to steel herself not to reach out and run her fingers through it.

“Don’t you want to lie down in one of the cabins?” she asked instead.

He swallowed, ran a hand over his face, “I have to write my report.”

She rolled her eyes, “you can do that tomorrow. You can’t be comfortable here.”

“Bodhi might need me,” he argued.

Stubborn, stubborn man.

“All right,” she said, resolutely, “we’ll stay here, then.”

Without waiting for his response, she marched off in the direction of the crew quarters, opened the door to the first one and grabbed what she could in the way of pillows and blankets. When she got back to the main hold, he was leaning back in the bench, his eyes nodding off even as he had a datapad in front of him. She unceremoniously plucked it out of his hands.

“I was reading that,” he mumbled.

“Yeah, I can see that. Get up.”

“Jyn.”

She glared at him hard enough that he finally acquiesced. She sat down with a pillow on her back, perched her legs on a small crate that was lingering nearby that she magnetized to the ship’s floor, and put a pillow on her lap.

“Come on,” she said, patting the pillow.

It was really telling of how tired he was that he silently did as he was told, grunting when he bent his legs in a ninety degree position on the bench, so his back was elongated and comfortable.

“Is your arm all right?” he asked, as she covered him up with the blanket.

“It’s fine,” she said and finally allowed herself to wind her fingers through his hair. She had no choice, it was right there on her lap.

He reached up and grabbed her free arm, bringing it close to his chest and she swore the gesture didn’t overwhelm her.

“Just a quick nap,” he mumbled, seemingly already out of it.

“Sure,” Jyn replied, feeling the day’s exhaustion finally catch up to her, “just a quick a nap.”

There are three of these now, and they are adorable. @writinredhead