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Rain Meme

Caught in the rain

It started out quietly, and then, quite suddenly, you're caught in a storm. Time to find cover. Nothing much to do but to wait it out.

Scenarios listed below for those who want 'em.

i WHERE:
001 PLAYGROUND - Well, you can try to hide under the slide or maybe in the jungle gym... at least you're some place fun?
002 PARK - Always happens, caught outside trying to take advantage of the weather... and it ends up pulling a fast one on you.
003 STORE FRONT - Better hope they have an awning you can take advantage of.
004 THE BEACH - Not exactly the best place to be during a rainstorm, however it is possible to get caught in a sudden storm.
005 WILD CARD - Anyway you want it.

ii HOW:
001 TREE - Not the best cover, but it'll have to do, stay close to the roots and you won't get too wet.
002 UMBRELLA - Most conventional... Kinda boring. But it works.
003 NEWSPAPER - Not permanent, but it'll have to do. Good luck.
004 BAG - Well... y'gotta do what you gotta do.
005 NONE - You know what. You're a rebel. You don't need cover. Screw convention.
006 WILD CARD - that's the way you need it.

iii WHY:
001 REJECTED - Welp. Rejection sucks. And no one will see you crying in the rain.
002 WAITING - For the bus? For someone else? For some revelation? What are you waiting for.
003 MELANCHOLY - Sometimes the best place to feel a bit down is out in the rain.
004 HAPPINESS - Is everything going your way? Are you singing a refrain while walking down the lane? Just singing. Singin' in the rain.
005 ANGER - WELL YOU KNOW WHAT. SCREW YOU TOO, RAIN.
006 WILD CARD - Anyway you want it.

>> POST with your character
>> TAG others, use RNG if you need to, or just make up your own scenario if you want!
>> HAVE FUN.

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She listened and then took a long moment to gather her thoughts, letting silence fall between them.

"You're asking me to forgive you for something you didn't even ask my opinion on," she said slowly, arms crossed firmly over her chest. "And that's beside the fact that you don't know what's best for me. The only person that does is me." She hated how her eyes watered as she spoke. She hated looking and feeling weak in front of him. She hated that he put her in this position and that she let him do it.

The silence settled over Cassian like a fog - heavy, cold, and he couldn't help but fear the unknown as he waited for Jyn to respond, to say anything at all, even if it was that she hated him for what he'd done. At least he'd know, and that had to be better than living in limbo.

"You're right", he started, nodding slightly, frowning as he watched her expression change and falter, the way her eyes filled with tears, and all he wanted to was go to her, to breach the distance between them, to hold her close, to apologize profusely and beg for forgiveness, and promise that he'd never do it again if she just gave him this chance to make up what he'd done, and -

He didn't. Too afraid to move and shatter the brittle truce between them, and Cassian Andor wasn't in the habit of being a coward, but that was how he felt as he stared at Jyn and felt his heart shatter in his chest. He'd done this. He'd driven this wedge between them. He'd been the cause, and if he couldn't fix what he'd broken, it would be his fault completely.

"You're right. I thought I knew better, and I was wrong. I'm not accustomed to ... being wrong, or apologizing, or admitting that I'm not always as in control as I'd like to be. I'm not accustomed to admitting to ... what I want. But I wanted to let you know that even though we've been apart, the only thing I've been able to think about is you. And you're the only thing that makes any sense in my life now, and I know, now, that what I thought I felt wasn't just a response to the circumstance, that - that it was ... that it is real, and I know that I don't deserve it after the way that I've treated you, but - "

He paused, needing to take a breath, try to find words that he knew were never going to be adequate enough to express the torrent of emotions overwhelming him at every turn.

"I don't deserve anything from you, Jyn, but if you still feel anything for me like what I feel for you, I hope we can - I hope you'll let me prove that I'm serious when I say that I'll never leave you again, that when I tell you that I'm with you all the way that I mean it with everything that I am, and everything that I will ever be."

Pause. Breath.

"I don't expect you to give me an answer now. Just - just tell me that you'll think about it. I'll wait for however long it takes, Jyn, I mean that."

He and Jyn shared many similarities - what he said about not being accustomed to being wrong, or apologizing, or not always being in control rang true for her. They were both stubborn and headstrong. Two qualities that aren't always looked upon as being good qualities but for some reason both of them together worked. It hadn't been working for a while, but it had worked before.

"I know how I feel - I still feel the same about you," she said softly, looking away because it hurt to think that for a while she thought that he didn't feel the same way anymore.

Those weren't exactly the most positive qualities, but despite an inauspicious beginning, the pair of them had quickly learned how to work well together. They ... fit. And he'd almost thrown it all away because of what - because he was scared?

He'd spend the rest of his life making it up to Jyn if she allowed him to.

The admittance that she still felt the same was like a punch in the gut. Breathless, he stared at her, shocked, surprised, tentatively ... pleased. "Is it enough? Is it enough to warrant giving me another chance, Jyn?"

"Yes," she whispered because she knew if she said it any louder, she'd sob. Slowly, she looked up at him and saw the expression on his face - it made her want to close the space between them quickly and wrap her arms around him, burying her face against his shoulder. She had felt so alone here on the base without him - and there was a small part of her that thought he might do this again - abandon her like so many people had already done in her life. But she wanted to take that chance - he might abandon her again, but at least they shared a few good moments together.

Jyn spoke so softly that Cassian almost thought that he imagined it. At the very least, he wasn't expecting yes more than he'd been expecting are you crazy or go fuck yourself, or worse, and for a moment, a long moment, he thought he'd never breathe again. And then his heart kicked back into life, and he pushed away from the door, desperate to be close again after so much self-imposed time apart. In a matter of steps, he breached the distance that laid between them, stopping short of simply wrapping her in his arms and holding her tight.

He swallowed hard, and extended a hand, and waited for her to either take it or deny it. "I'm not going anywhere, Jyn", he promised, his voice soft, his expression even more so, only for her. "Never again, I swear it."

When he walked over - closing the space between them - she held her breath - both afraid and excited at the same time. She was getting what she wanted, but she was so afraid that it was going to fail again. But she knew she had to take that chance.

She looked up at him and then at his hand. "You know you can't promise that, Cassian." His name sounded so good to say aloud - she hadn't said it in so long. But that was beside the point - he couldn't promise that he would stay. He worked for the Alliance, after all, and in a position that put him at great risk. No - he couldn't promise that he would never abandon her again.

Cassian would do anything in his power to make sure that he didn't fail again. Jyn didn't have to take another chance on him, but she was willing to, after the distance he'd put between them, and he wasn't going to jeopardize it in any way, shape, or form.

... But he knew that she was right. Once he was cleared for duty, he'd be off-base often, and away from Jyn entirely. And there was no guarantee that he'd always return. It was a fool's folly, making her a promise that he couldn't know that he'd be able to keep. "I know", he muttered, flexing his fingers, waiting, hoping that she'd take his hand so that he could feel the warmth of her once again. "When I said that I was with you all the way, Jyn, I meant it. And I mean it now, too, no matter what happens. It's you for me, and only you, for as long as we have."

She looked up at him still unsure, but she finally took his hand in hers. It was such a simple pleasure - touching someone's hand - but it comforted Jyn immensely - to be able to feel the warmth that was radiating from him. She knew, then, that the only one for her with Cassian. "I'm still mad at you, though," she said, a hint of a smile on her face.

Cassian curls his fingers around Jyn's, holding as tightly as he dared. It had been too long since the last time they'd been so close, maintained contact like this, and he held on like he was a drowning man and she was his only salvation. And as he inhaled sharply, he couldn't help the tiniest smile lifting his lips in response. "I hardly assumed otherwise."

She held his hand a moment longer before letting go - immediately missing that small amount of physical contact. She looked away and then down at her boots before looking up at him again. "So what now?" She asked. Jyn never had this sort of...relationship with anyone before. She's not quite sure what to do with herself now.

He wished he had the answers. But, like Jyn, he'd never really found himself involved in actual relationships before. Sure, there had been those who were interested in him, and those he'd been interested in, but nothing had ever really come of that interest. And the only times he'd been with anyone physically were in the course of missions. But an actual relationship was beyond him. They'd just have to learn together. "I ... don't really know how any of this is supposed to work", he admitted, his voice tinged with embarrassment. "I know that I'm dying to kiss you, Jyn, but not if you don't want it."

A kiss? The word immediately made her heart beat faster - quick as if it were a small animal. "Kiss me, then," she said after a moment. She liked that he didn't just go ahead and kiss her without her permission. Some men she had encountered in the past had a "take what's mine" mentality. They usually got a punch to the groin.

Cassian laughed softly, a bit amused, and a bit taken aback, but mostly, tickled by the way that Jyn could make even 'kiss me' feel like a challenge. He wouldn't change any of it for the world. While he'd pushed her away of his own volition, he wasn't about to push for anything now. He'd take steps as they came, and when she was ready, not before. He wasn't going to make a mess of the new chance she'd granted him.

Slowly, he slid an arm around her waist, holding loosely, more to steady himself than to steady her, unless she needed it, too. As he met her eyes, and lifted his free hand to brush his fingertips over the curve of her cheek, he took a breath and counted 1, 2, 3, ducking his head to catch her soft lips in a kiss, something gentle and slow, but not without it's fair share of emotion, almost disbelieving that it was finally happening, after all the times he'd imagined it.

...

It was so much better than he'd imagined.

She stopped breathing when he put his arm around her waist - stopped breathing when he held her close against him and she could see just how long his eyelashes were. And when he finally pressed his lips to hers? She thought she might explode. Her arms moved on their own accord as they wrapped around his neck, wanting - needing to bring him closer. She could feel what he was feeling - could feel it melt into her. This was definitely better than anything she could've imagined.

She finally let out the breath she was holding as they parted, but she kept her forehead pressed against his.

He could have deepened the kiss immediately, curled his arm around Jyn all the more, holding her tighter against his chest, but Cassian held back. Not this first time. This first time, it needed to be on her terms, and her terms only. He could follow the spoken and unspoken directives both, and the way that she slid her arms around his neck was sign enough that what he was doing was enough, for the moment.

While the kiss did not last for as long as Cassian was hoping for, they were still close, still caught in each other's orbit, and that was more than he could have hoped for. He chuckled briefly, a softly amused sound, his breathing a bit ragged. "Jyn, that - ... you ... you're so lovely."

Lovely. No one had called her that before - most of the adjectives associated with Jyn Erso usually didn't have good connotations. But she liked lovely. She liked that Cassian had called her lovely.

"I'll take your word for it," she said with a laugh, ducking her head, seemingly in disbelief that she was in fact what he described. But she looked up at him with the softest expression she could muster and then pressed her lips to hers - wanting that kind of contact again.

He'd suspected as much. But Cassian didn't call Jyn lovely simply because nobody else had bothered to see it before. He said it because he meant it. She was a lot of other things, too, including stubborn, capable, determined, downright scary, and sometimes a pain in the ass, but that didn't mean that she couldn't be lovely, too.

"I'm glad", he murmured, a light in his eyes that usually wasn't there, more than happy to adjust his grip, hold her all the closer still, and return the kiss - this time, unafraid of taking the chance and deepening it just a bit, wanting to explore and taste her all the more fully.

The intention in the way Cassian kissed her back was clear and she was more than happy to comply - deepening the kiss as equally. She hummed softly, tightening her arms around his neck. But after a moment, she broke that kiss, too - to breathe, to take things slow. "How's the pain?" She asked. Back in the medley, she had been concerned about it - she knew Cassian was strong, but pain was pain. She wondered how he had gotten on in that time without her.

Taking it slow was good, and he knew that he could get lost in the emotions and sensations of it all - both of which he'd become very good at compartmentalizing away. It would be good to remember to breathe. Cassian shrugged softly, tilting his head to the side as he thought. "Bearable, most days", he answered, smiling wanly. "Some days, I'm not so lucky." He'd never be 100% again, but he'd be able to function more or less the way he had before. "Yours?"

She knew he would never fully recover from his injuries - her heart seized up thinking about it, too. They had been so close to death so many times in such a short amount of time. She was happy for the long break in the medley if only to comprehend everything that happened to them. She was happy Cassian was still alive despite everything that happened to him.

"I'm good." Unlike him, she only suffered from scratches, burns, bruises - but no broken bones, nothing worse than bruised rib.

He'd go through it all a thousand times over should Jyn ever need him to. He'd climbed back from Hell in order to help her ensure that the job was done, his back and legs giving out time after time after time, and gone through excruciating recovery and physical therapy, and it hardly mattered, if she needed him to, he wouldn't even hesitate, he'd do it all again without giving it a second thought.

"Good", he answered, and he meant it. He was glad that she hadn't been as wounded as he'd been, glad that she would heal easier and more quickly. Cassian would have given anything to be able to take Jyn's pain away if he could. "I've missed you."

She didn't need him to go through what he went through a thousand times - in fact, she'd hate the idea of Cassian getting hurt again - watching him cringe and sweat at his injuries - watching him struggle through the physical therapy. She was happy to take him no matter what condition he was in.

"I've been right here," she murmured - looking at his lips and then up into his eyes. He was the one who cut off communication between them, after all.

That was always a distinct possibility - getting hurt, maybe worse, but Cassian would cross that bridge when he came to it (not if, when). In this moment, all he wanted to concentrate on was Jyn, nothing else, forget the world at large for a little bit.

"I know", he murmured, huffing out a relieved breath, his arm tightening around her waist just a little more, as if he was afraid to let her go. Maybe he was. "I know. I was just too stupid to see it. But not anymore, Jyn, not anymore."

The corner of her mouth lifted up in a small, half smile as her arms slid down so she could press her palms against his chest. With how close they were, she examined the stubble on his jaw, she looked at the way his lips curved, her eyes memorized the way his hair fell across his forehead. He was so handsome.

Again, Jyn wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him close, pressing her face against the side of his neck, inhaling his scent.

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