Cassian Andor

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You're in a battle, Cassian is fighting beside you, and everything around you is a blur. The sounds of battle are overwhelming. Your heart is pumping hard in your chest. Suddenly your blaster jams, a trooper uses the advantage over you and pushes you to the ground. Hitting the ground hard, you're disoriented for a moment but quickly scramble to get up. Your legs have stopped working and you're frozen in place, unable to move. You try to reach Cassian but watch in horror as blaster bullets tear through his body. It's like watching in slow motion as the light leaves his eyes and he starts to fall. You try to scream but there is only silence. Cassian's body collapses on the ground and you jolt awake.

"No!" You scream, shooting up in your bed. You frantically look around your room gasping and shaking uncontrollably. Your face is stained with tears and your skin feels sticky.

"It was just a dream, just a horrible dream," you try to reassure yourself.

You run your fingers through your tangled hair and try to steady your breathing. The emptiness of your room is almost suffocating. You have to get out, now. You lower you feet to the cold stone floor, stand up shakily and stagger out into the hallway.

The compound is quiet except for a few people monitoring the control room and droids doing maintenance on ships. You wander through the dim hallway to Cassian's quarters. When you reach his door you knock, wondering if he's up, it is quite late after all. Much to your surprise he opens the door and blinks groggily at you.

"Y/n, what are you... oomf!" You throw yourself against his chest, cutting off his question.

"Cassian, I... please don't let go," you whimper, tears once again streaming down your cheeks.

"Hey, hey, what's wrong? You're shaking," Cassian notices, his voice full of concern. He pushes his door closed and then wraps his arms tightly around you.

"It was you this time. In my dream... it was you," you sob. "You died, right in front of me and I couldn't do anything to stop it."

Losing Cassian was your worst fear. It was usually your parents' deaths you relived in your dreams, but you had lost them so long ago they didn't bother you anymore. You didn't know what you would do if you lost Cassian, whether he was killed in a battle or never returned from a mission. He was your closest friend and you loved him with all of your being. You didn't think you could bear it if he died.

"Shhh, it was just a nightmare mi amor, I get them too," he says softly, "I'm here now, it's okay". He kisses the top of your head and guides you to his bed.

You rest your head against his chest and he holds you tightly. The steady rise and fall of his chest is comforting to you. Just feeling his warmth and knowing he's there calms you down. You match your breathing to his and soon stop crying.

"I love you Cassian," you whisper after a while.

"I know, I love you too," he replies.

Cassian moves to the centre of the bed and you settle next to him with your head resting on his chest. You listen to his steady heartbeat as his fingers gently comb through your hair and he hums softly.

It's an old lullaby his mother used to sing to him, and most young children of the rebellion know it well. It helps them fall asleep when the war rages outside. The song promises that they will wake to peace one day. That day has not yet come.

"Sleep mi amor, I promise I'll be right here when you wake up," Cassian assures. You allow yourself to relax against him and close your eyes. Soon, you drift into a peaceful sleep in Cassian's arms.

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When you wake, the sun is shining through the small window in Cassian's room. He is beside you as he promised, with one arm draped across your body and his legs tangled with yours. You turn to face him and press a gentle kiss to his lips. His eyes blink open and a smile brightens his features.

"Sleep well querida?" He asks. You nod and kiss him again. He strokes your cheek with his thumb and kisses your forehead, cheek, and then hovers over your lips, just barely touching them. You look into his beautiful brown eyes and smile.

"Don't tease," you laugh. Cassian chuckles and lowers his lips against yours.

"Can we just stay here forever? I don't ever want to leave," you sigh, content.

"Unfortunately, some of us have rather important jobs to attend to," Cassian says, "but those can wait, for now."

He pulls you closer and trails his hand under your shirt and rests it against your ribs. You run your hands over the muscles of his back and press needy kisses along his neck and jaw, finally reaching his lips with a passionate kiss. You sit up and crawl on top of him, straddling his torso. You lean down to meet his lips and your fingers grasp the hem of his shirt, tugging it up.

Suddenly, the door opens and Kay-two walks in.

"There is a meeting in the control room and you are needed sir," the droid says.

Cassian sighs and Kay-two realizes he is not alone.

"Oh! I'm terribly sorry sir, I did not mean to interrupt you, the odds of anything going on in here were so low I just-"

"Get out Kay-Two!" Cassian snaps, a blush creeping into his cheeks. Kay-two shuffles out and closes the door.

You fall next to Cassian and burst into a fit of giggles. Cassian shoves you playfully.

"Stop it you!" He chuckles. The look on his face only causes you to giggle more. Cassian leans over and silences you with a kiss.

"I guess we will have to finish this later," Cassian says.

"Oh you can count on it," you smile, sitting up. "Now go, before Mon Mothma sends someone else in here to embarrass you."

Cassian gets out of bed, pulls on a clean shirt and vest, and puts on his boots.

"I'll be back," he says, kissing you one more time before heading out the door.
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Wow, it has certainly been a while. I probably still won't be posting very often at all but I have a bunch of fics written on tumblr that I can post here so I might do that. I'm still kind of taking requests but I'm really picky. If you do want me to write something please send a character along with a detailed prompt so I'm not just writing with no direction.
Thanks for reading!😊

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