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yavemiel · 7 years

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it’s the little things in life

Summary: Cassian is back seat cooking and Jyn is going to murder him.

Rating: A very tame G

Notes: For @rapidashpatronus , who inspired this little piece of ridiculousness with her mini-R1 figurines! <3

Read on AO3 here or under the cut. :)

“Shut up.”

“I didn’t say anything.”

“I can hear you thinking, shut up!”

Dead silence.

“Oh for Force sake, what?”

“You’re really going to do it like that?”

“Cassian, I swear…” Jyn turned towards him, waving the knife a little erratically and he flinched back, almost falling off the counter.

“Alright, alright, sorry.”

There was silence again, punctuated only by the noise of Jyn’s knife slicing through the tomatoes. She stopped after another minute, and sighed resignedly. “Ok, what is it now?”

“Nothing, I just...what are you doing?”

“Chopping tomatoes,” she said through gritted teeth.

“Like that?”

She turned towards him again and he took a wary step back, keeping his eyes on the knife.

“Ok, listen up, Captain, I offered to make dinner because you’re...incapacitated and you said you would help, but this, this back seat driving you have going on? Not. Helping.”

Cassian held up his hands in supplication. “Sorry, sorry, I’ll stop, no more criticisms. We’ll just...call the tomatoes a rustic chop.”

Jyn laughed at him despite herself and dumped her rustically chopped tomatoes into the pot. “Ok, what’s next Wonder Cook?”

“Ah,” he said seriously, “next is the most important part of cooking chilaquiles: seasoning. You have to get it just right, or the whole dish will be ruined.”

“So no pressure is what you’re saying,” Jyn said, eyeing the spices nervously.

“You’ll do great,” Cassian said firmly. “I have total faith in you.”

Jyn gave him a skeptical look, but dutifully picked up the spices and started adding them under his direction. She turned to put the pots back on the rack, and then turned back to find Cassian leaning over the pot trying to get a taste.

“CASSIAN!”

She leapt forward and grabbed him by the scruff of the neck just as he overbalanced and almost fell in. Her hands were shaking as she put him back on the counter, and she covered her face for a moment before glaring at him. “You idiot, what were you thinking?”

“I just wanted to-”

“You are three inches tall, Cassian!”

“Hey, I’m at least four!”

“You could have died! Death by chilaquile drowning...scalding...whatever!”

He glared mulishly at the pot and she felt her face softening.

“Look, I know you’re frustrated, and the whole thing with the shrink ray-”

“Can we not call it that?” he requested, a pained grimace on his face.

Jyn rolled her eyes. “Fine, the thing with the ‘Imperial Miniaturisation Device’” - Cassian frowned at her as she made air quotes - “has been tough for you, but you have to stay safe until Kay and Bodhi can rig a way to get you back to 5”10-”

“5”11!”

“-and that means accepting some limitations and,” she picked up a spoon to stir the chilaquile filling, “some help. Now, what do I do with this?”

He held his glare for a moment, then sighed and started directing her again, though she had to get him to repeat it a number of times as she worked to get her heart rate back down to normal.

***

Later, after Jyn had eaten three chilaquiles and Cassian had eaten about one tenth, she deposited him carefully into her breast pocket, making sure his head was poking over the top.

“Jyn?” he said, his voice as small as the rest of him.

“Yes?”

“I’m really sorry about earlier.”

“It’s ok, Cassian.”

“I just find it frustrating.”

“I know. I’m sorry for yelling, you just...the thought of losing you is...not good.”

“Thanks for making dinner.”

She carefully pressed a kiss to the top of his tiny head. “You’re very welcome my love.”

fin

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