evasive maneuvers | c. andor

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Pairing: Cassian Andor x Reader

Word Count: 400+

Requested: can you write something for cassian where reader doges one of his kisses as a joke and he's just >:( pouty mf. fluff please!! thank you ^_^

Summary: When you dodge a good morning kiss as a joke, Cassian is unamused.

As much as you knew that fighting for the rebellion was important, there was a whiny voice in the back of your head that always complained about how you missed waking up to sunlight streaming into your bedroom instead of an alarm clock blaring at ...

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As much as you knew that fighting for the rebellion was important, there was a whiny voice in the back of your head that always complained about how you missed waking up to sunlight streaming into your bedroom instead of an alarm clock blaring at you in the dark. You ignored the voice and stretched out to turn off the alarm. Cassian stirred beside you, turning over to hook an arm around your middle and pull you into him.

"Day off for me," he said sleepily in the dark. "You?"

"Same."

"Perfect."

You felt him move in for a kiss, but you wiggled out of his hold to turn on the light, feeling like teasing him just a little. "Ah, ah, ah, there'll be plenty of time for that today."

Evidently, he was unamused as the lights blinked on, sulking at your absence. Even when you returned to the bed, he still frowned.

"What?" you said with a laugh at his comical pout. "I was just practicing evasive maneuvers."

He still glared at you for a few more seconds before nodding and saying, "Okay, I understand. Next time you get all grabby-hands at me because you want cuddles—"

"No!"

"—I'll practice my evasive maneuvers, too."

Before you could pull him into a kiss, he rolled out of bed, giving you a nice view of his lean torso. You sat up and watched him cross the room to get a change of clothes.

"Cass." You dragged out the vowel in his nickname, "Caaaaass."

"I can hear you."

"Come over here and kiss me."

"I tried, didn't I?" There was no hardness in his expression, just light humor as he closed his drawer. "Maybe if you join me for a shower..."

The question didn't even need to be finished before you were up and grabbing your own clothes. Morning showers with Cassian when neither of you had a mission to go on or other duties to take care of were always nice. Despite the fact that the first shower you'd taken with him was under the guise of saving water, the two of you could take a little bit more time to wash each other rather than be more practical about things.

After the two of you stripped down, he set the water at just the right temperature while you picked up his shampoo. He bent his knees a little while you reached up to wash his hair, him chuckling slightly while he imagined the focus in your expression - he always thought the way you furrowed your brow and got up on your tiptoes to get something just within reach was precious. When you turned him around to rinse his hair, you got up on your toes again and pecked his lips, almost retreating back until he grabbed your waist and kissed you back.

"Oh, you won't get away from me that easily this time," he teased, grinning against your mouth.

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