32 and cassian/bodhi?
Something that’s actually short for a change.
“I think I’m in love with you and I’m terrified,” Cassian blurts out before Bodhi can get away.
The pilot turns to look at him with deliberate slowness.
Bodhi considers him with crossed arms and raised eyebrows.
“Cassian Andor, lifelong Rebel soldier, intelligence agent – once known as Fulcrum – and the scariest man in the Rebellion… Is terrified? Of me?”
Cassian is speechless.
Since when does Bodhi think he is the scariest man in the Rebellion?
“That’s…Not what I said,” he protests, “I said that being in love with you is terrifying.”
Because if you reject me I’ll quite literally die, is what he thinks. What he says is:
“Because… Damn it, Bodhi. You know the kind of life we lead. I’m afraid of losing you.”
Bodhi seems to consider this with all the care in the world.
“And if I said I felt nothing for you, would that make it easier? Would not being with me make it less painful for you if something happened to me?”
“No,” is Cassian’s lightening-fast reply.
“Then I see no point in lying to you,” Bodhi says and closes the distance between himself and Cassian.
He grasps the front of Cassian’s jacket and pulls him in for a kiss that is over far too quickly.
“I’m in love with you, too.”