White Holes [Cassian Andor x OC]

III

 It was Captain Andor's worst nightmare.

Everything that could possibly go wrong on their first date had gone wrong.

To begin with, he had gotten to the medical building late to which Lya had not taken well.

"Wait- wait!" he caught her just as she was leaving the building.

"Twenty minutes late," she had said doubtfully shaking her head. A habit he realized she often did.

She wasn't wearing her white coat. Instead, her hair was loose brushing just above her shoulders, and she had decided to wear a light layer of makeup.

"I'm sorry I'm late-" He began. She continued walking with her head held high. "Twenty-minutes..." she clicked her tongue not stopping. "Por favor- You look beautiful by the way, I mean-you always do, but more so today-"

She rolled her eyes to look at him. Despite her annoyance, she wore the smallest of smiles on her face.

He came to a sudden halt. He had messed up. Perhaps it was best to try again tomorrow. Several people crowded the streets as she advanced the terrain.

"Hey- so are you coming?" She called after him finally turning. "Let's go to the cantina."

He had forgotten the flowers bouquet he had gotten her for their first date. When they arrived at the cantina the place was so crowded that they were seated all the way in the back next to a loud band. He had stained his shirt with a sauce, and his smooth dancing skills had faltered due to his jumping nerves. It was even more embarrassing after he had reassured her he was a saucy dancer. He had been so preoccupied with making more mistakes that he merely started an unstoppable chain reaction.

He had stepped on her many times when she asked him to dance. It was hopeless. He could see her irked expression growing with each passing minute. Cassian decided to call it a night and asked for the handsome check. However, upon receiving it, he realized that he had forgotten his wallet at home. He held the back of his neck in embarrassment as they walked out of the cantina. Thankfully, Lya hadn't minded picking up the tab.

"I'll get it next time," Cassian promised her with a nervous chuckle.

"Oh, it's not a problem." She said kindly offering him a polite smile. Both were slightly intoxicated.

The night couldn't get worse, could it?

Yes. It could.

From above the violet skies suddenly rumbled and thundered with an instantly pouring storm. He took in a deep breath to hold in his frustrations. He cursed and remembered that Kaytoo had warned him about the high probability of rain for the evening.

"We should get back home," she began. "Thank you for the evening; it was er-" She paused for a moment as she sought for the appropriate word. "Interesting Captain." she nodded apprehensively. Her hands slid into her pockets as she turned her own way.

Lya put a step forward in the muddy ground when she suddenly felt a weight on her shoulders. She turned only to see Cassian jog in front of her. He had laid his blue parka jacket on her shoulders. "Allow me to walk you; it's only proper." He offered.

She could see the distress in his dark eyes, and with a humorous huff, she agreed. "Alright, just know that I can take care of myself." She shrugged as she now moved her hands to the inside of his parka's pockets.

"I need an excuse to save this date!"

The rain slowly poured above the two of them. Her home wasn't too far. Cassian was dangerously quiet. There was a solemn expression on his face that appeared to be uncharacteristic in her eyes. She couldn't help but smile fondly at the poor fool. He had tried everything tonight, and he still had horrifyingly bombed their date night. 'I'm probably going to regret this,' she thought to look away with wary eyes. She wore a playful smile on her face as she reached for his hand. He looked down at it confused. Lya looked at his surprised expression and smiled at him.