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theonewiththefanfics · 6 years

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The One That Got Away (part 7)

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Part 12- END

Pairing: Cassian x Reader; Platonic!Poe x Reader

Genre: still angst

Warnings: swearing... can’t really think of anything else

Word count: 2489

“Commander Delaqour,” Poe’s voice immediately grabbed her attention, as Y/N entered the room. After being called by her real name so many times that day alone, the alias felt strange, but she quickly understood the meaning of the message. “Could I please talk to you in private?” “Yeah, sure,” she had her eyebrow raised in question as her Y/E/C eyes glanced at Cassian, who unsurprisingly didn’t look at her, though his stance had gotten even more rigid than before. Poe took the girl by her arm and led them a bit further, but not completely out of the way. BB-8 had followed his master and to Y/N he looked, if a droid could even look that way, nervous. His head kept rolling back and forth, turning to look at every corner and crevice, like there were eyes embedded in the ship’s walls. “We have a problem.” “What? What happened?” she felt her gut twist and that tug in her head almost snapped with how hard it was being pulled, but she willed another mental chain around it. “So we did send a message, that Yavin4 could be the next potential target, explaining that the Order must be looking over old outposts.” “I doubt that Mon Mothma didn’t already suspect it. Even without knowing about the traitor she’d definitely be keeping everyone alert and fortifying what she can.” “Yes, well BB had an idea to tinker with the walkies that were rendered useless and after opening it up we basically pulled it apart. Pulled out all of the screws and every piece and…” Poe fished out a small rectangular metal piece. To the untrained eye it would be nothing but that, but to Y/N, Poe, BB-8 and no doubt the rest of the Rogue One, they all knew it was a transmitter. Not for location, but for sound. It was so thin you could put it between two sheets of paper and it would not make an indent. “Shit!” she whisper-exclaimed. From her side, she pulled out her own walkie, that had been hanging while she’d talked and had spilled the truth. Poe slid his finger over the seam where he’d found his own. She crouched down to BB’s level and the droid didn’t even ask what she wanted him to do. He extended a couple of screwdrivers and without a sound opened up the side of the communication device. Giving it back to Poe, he gently peeled back a piece of tape that covered three connected wires and right behind that, something glinted, catching Y/N’s eye. Her heart dropped. The bug had been implanted in hers too. They knew everything, had heard every little bit of information she’d said. They knew about Naili, that she really was Y/N, they knew about her Force-sensitivity, but most importantly they knew every person aboard the ship had figured out about the Order’s mole and their suspicions that the General had known all along. Poe pinched one of the ends of the small rectangle as Y/N whispered, “we’re in deep shit…”

“You have to let me off this ship!” “I am not doing that!” “Bodhi, you do realise that he is after me, personally!” “He’s after the whole Resistance. Just because you pissed off the princess of temper tantrums a little bit more than everyone else, does not mean I will let you flee.” Y/N pulled her hair and groaned. “I’m not fleeing, I’m distracting him!” Cassian’s gaze lifted to her after he had been ignoring the girl for the past fifteen minutes as the rest of the rebels were arguing about Y/N’s idea. She‘d proposed to them that because Kylo Ren has a personal vendetta against the girl, they drop her off on the nearest planet and continue their way to Yavin4. She was confident that he’d go after her and bring the largest fleet he has with because he just likes to show off. And because he knows how powerful she was. Poe had immediately threatened to tie Y/N down and put his sock in her mouth if her mind even had a whisper of a thought about going to Kylo Ren. Alone. “You may be the best commander I know and you may be one of the few friends I’d trust with anything I have, but I am not above gagging and handcuffing you to one of these chairs. What you are proposing is suicidal!” “What I am proposing may be your only chance of survival.” The stare-off the two friends were having was so intense and intimate, that it made even K-2 look away. “I-“ Poe cupped the girls face in his palms. The blisters and rough skin scratched her cheeks, but they had become one of the most comforting things in her life. “I can’t lose you. I won’t lose you to that… monster.” He was crying now. “I don’t fully know what is going on and what happened between all of you, but I will not lose my best friend on a suicide mission, not if I have any say in this.” “Well,” it was hard for Y/N to say the words as she removed his palms, though she didn’t let go, “it isn’t. It’s my decision and I say we go with it. The traitor, traitors, whoever. They already know everything we’ve talked about on this ship, up until right now. It’ll unbalance them, and all their attention will go to Kylo coming after me and I can almost one hundred percent guarantee that the reason we have a spy in the Resistance in the first place is because of me.” “He knew that in the end, I wouldn’t be able to stand back, that I’d continue to fight for our cause. Especially after our last meeting,” her Y/E/C eyes glanced at Jyn for a split second, but it was so fast none noticed. “They needed to flush me out and they’ve gotten to their goal. But now I’m asking you to disrupt their plan and give yourself time to save everyone else. We have,” the girl looked at her holo, that even in a shut-off state showed her the time, “four hours. Four hours to narrow down the possible suspects of who the mole could be and maybe even feed them false info.” Now that the girl was looking at her issued pad some cogs started to turn. “They can’t be that recent, yet they haven’t been in the Resistance that long.” “They have to have access to the technology department, specifically issuing and fixing the communication devices.” This was Baze who talked up. “That is the only way they would’ve been able to implant the bugs in such a specific place of a transmitter device. Back on Yavin, we’re not even allowed to go in the hangar where they do it, in fear of things like these. Maybe a rebel has been compromised, defected to the Order or just simply bugged.” “Right, yeah, that’s right,” Y/N started to go with what Baze was saying. “The bug could catch on to the frequency as the comms are being set up and transmit it to the First Order.” “Okay, so let’s narrow this down,” Jyn looked at Y/N and Poe. “Someone who once worked with the techs, who now has access to main controls back on the base, where there is constant supervision. 24/7 might I add. Someone close enough to the General as to not cause suspicion why they would be overseeing your mission or someone close enough to the both of you. If they’re your friends they’d want to know what is happening with you.” For a second Y/N’s and Poe’s breaths hitched as they both thought of one name- Rose. She was a close friend of theirs, after Crait Leia would have no problem with her being on the command bridge and she knew how to work with tech and she’d be able to implant the trackers, but their mind eased as they remembered that at the time of Poe’s, Y/N’s and BB’s mission, she was on the Millennium Falcon with Rey, Finn, Han and Chewie to go and see Maz Kanata. But as her heart rate started to return to normal, another name popped up in her head and she went completely stiff. “Lexi,” she breathed out. “No,” Poe didn’t want to believe that. “She- she can’t be, she’s your second in command.” “Exactly! She has access to the bridge, because,” Y/N emphasised the word, “she’s my second in command. But before that, before Lexi became a pilot…” it all started to make perfect sense to Y/N. “One night, we uh, we were fixing up our X-Wings and as a joke, she started to talk with me through the walkies, but mine kept jamming. I told her that I’ll go and give it to tech, but she said she knew how to fix those things. That she once worked for tech as well…” Y/N kept looking at the ground, the puzzle pieces finally coming together. “She would know where we were, where our ships would land. She would be able to tell the Order about the Blue Squadron’s rescue mission… It’s her, it has to be her…” Poe was at a loss for words. “I allowed her to lead my squadron. I allowed her to take my spot when I couldn’t… I put the lives of my friends in the hands of an Order sympathiser!” He was veering into hysterics. “Poe, hey look at me,” Y/N grabbed his unshaven cheeks in her palms, “look at me.” His eyes showed panic and anger, remorse and confusion. “You did what a commander would do you. You gave the authority to someone you thought was qualified when you yourself couldn’t do it, okay? You did not know what a snake she is, no one knew…” though even Y/N had a sneaking suspicion that Leia had. Any time the General had wanted to talk to Y/N, before a mission or something, Lexi had been hovering nearby. She’d always had the upper hand, but now, they had the advantage. And Y/N be damned if she didn’t use it.

The next hour was spent trying to figure out a plan to flush both Lexi out and away from the base and to also create a distraction for Kylo, allowing the rest of the Resistance to safely relocate. As many times as Y/N had suggested making them leave her on Crait- the closest system that still housed remnants of a base (ironically enough that it was the planet their last major battle had occurred on and Kylo had not even sensed Y/N’s presence, yet now, it would be where in Y/N’s mind she’d meet her doom)- the same amount of times Poe had rebuffed her. “I will not let you go alone, you’re being unreasonable.” “Poe, we’re running out of time and options. It’s the best plan that we have. We tell Lexi that someone jammed our systems, that they made us drop out of light speed and ask her for help. She should not suspect anything and I’m her commander. Every X-Wing is equipped with another hyperdrive. With what happened with Snap’s ship, I requested Leia to add it to the equipment. Whenever the ship is docked and repaired they get stored in there. And yeah, it would be weird, as the shuttles drive is a different module but we say it doesn’t matter, we can adjust it.” “In the meantime, you park somewhere further away. Away from the eyes of the Order and just let me do the thing, let me make her confess. I’ll have the walkie with me and you’ll hear everything.” Bodhi had found a way to connect the transmitter Poe had had with Y/N’s. Their walkie had stayed in the dismantled positions apart from Poe’s. When Y/N had finally relented that the rest stayed on the planet too, for the girl to have an escape route, he insisted on being able to hear everything. So the ex-Imperial pilot and the commander of the Gold Squadron had rewired their transmitters so that Poe could listen in on what they were saying and also record it. So that they could have proof in case anyone doubted their story. “Okay, fine,” he didn’t sound fine at all, “but at least take BB with you. She’ll get suspicious if there isn’t anyone else around.” Y/N thought over what Poe had said. She loved the little droid and even thinking about having their friend in the vicinity of a traitor made Y/N want to throw up. And with the stunts he’d pulled by saving Rose and Finn, it could turn into BB saving her, if that was needed (which Y/N knew would never happen as with what she'd planned, yet kept quiet there was no going back for the rebel girl). “All right, but only BB. No one else. I’m not about to endanger people if there is any way of steering clear from that.” “With your presence alone you have already increased the risk of certain death by 58%. With this plan, you have made it jump to 89%.” K-2 didn’t even look up as he flipped a switch and dropped them out of hyperspace. She looked over to Cassian who hadn’t even spoken a word while they were trying to decide on a plan, but his brown eyes held a piercing stare. His jawline was set and hatred burned in them making Y/N’s stomach churn. “That was for the best. And so will this be.” Surprisingly enough he hadn’t rebuffed anything they’d offered, just stood there by Jyn’s chair, arms crossed and brows furrowed. “He trusts his team, he trusts his decisions, he trusts them to make good calls, because maybe someday he will have to pass off the mantle to either the spunky girl or the quiet pilot, the mountain of a man or the unwaveringly faithful Force-believer.” But in actuality, the reason Cassian had not spoken a word was because he was forming his own plan to finally face off with Kylo Ren and make him pay for the pain he’d caused the woman he’s madly in love with.

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A/N: a bit of a cliffhanger.... yes... no... maybe.... idk

so I had not expected for this to take this long, but hey, at least it’s up :D not gonna say when part 8 is up, cause frankly, I have no clue. I’m flying back to uni on Sunday, so the schedule is gonna be hectic, but I hope to update things as regularly as possible :)

P.S. I’m finally going somewhere with the Kylo fic, had a bit of a writer's block but should be up soon enough.

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puppyeoll · 7 years

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Joker!Baek

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word count: 2319

info: there be some fluff ahead! :D

a/n: What better time to put this up then for our sweet BBH’s bday!

Dealing with the aftermath of the Joker’s destruction was nothing less than messy. When you arrived home that night, Batman was already there waiting for you. You had never seen him so scared before. He all but wrapped you up in his arms, demanding you tell him everything that happened after you two got separated. You try to ease his conscious, telling him how Superman got you and left you somewhere safe. That was the most he needed to know. He confirms that is what Minseok told him, and you send a silent thank you to the Man of Steel for keeping your Joker escapades a secret. Both of you exhausted from the craziness, he said to call it a night and leave further discussions for the morning.

It took a some time for all the details to come in, what with making appearances as both a concerned guest of the host and the Dark Knight who tried to save the night from complete destruction. Junmyeon fills you in on the status of the damage, and thankfully only the building had suffered, not people.

“And the host?” you ask.

“Kim Jongin is safe, he made it out with only a few bruises.”

You instantly relax, relieved to hear this.

“I’ve scheduled a meeting with him.” he says next.

“As Batman, or Junmyeon?”

He laughs, but you raise a brow implying this was a valid question.

“Junmyeon. I want to help him restore what’s been lost.”

“That’s very generous.” you tell him sincerely. You knew that if it were up to him, he’d help rebuild the entire city if he could.

“I’d like you to join me, of course. Since you’re my assistant.” he jokes. You smack him in the arm as he laughs again. He seemed to be enjoying that too much.

“If it’s alright, I’d like to go out and do some Robin duties.”

Junmyeon folds his arms across his chest, thinking it over.

“This early in the day?”

“The Batman and Robin handbook didn’t say anything about not being able to do their work in broad daylight.”

He smirks. Even after all this time you still find ways to joke about the job. But he knew better than anyone how seriously you took your position.

“That’s fine. Just bring your comm so you can still reach me if need be.”

You nod your head, immediately going to grab your Robin garb and head out.

As you leave the batcave, you take your outfit and put it in your bag. You were going out, but not as Robin. The bag would be with you just in case you needed to make a quick change.

The day was bright and promising, which was definitely uplifting considering the chaos that was about a week ago. You were still sore, but Batman had bandaged you up to make sure you would heal faster. If anything, you didn’t mind going a bit slower today so you can collect your thoughts on the two issues at hand. One being the Joker and the recent revelation of knowing him before his turn to darkness, and two, figuring out the enigma that was Kim Jongin and why he was the target of the Joker.

You made your way down the street where the grand building had once been. Now it was more than half collapsed, debris still littering the premise as the people of the city and the building’s creator debated what to do with the remains. And even though you hear the commotion of people up ahead and you could swear you see the handsome host amongst the group as they discuss plans, that was not where you were headed. You turned down the alley that aided your escape from the mess as you carried the Joker away from the scene of his crime. It was high noon but the alley was still in shadows. Still, you had no reason to be afraid. You learned that from working with the very being that shadows feared. Approaching the end, you could see the safety of the light where you would turn to find the abandoned pastry shop. As you turn, something grasps your arm, violently turning you around. Before you could fight back, a gentle finger presses against your lips. You look up and see piercing eyes hidden behind toxic green fringe. When he was sure you weren’t going to scream or assault him, he removed his finger and let go of your arm.

“What are you doing here, Robin?” his tone suggested annoyance.

“No ‘hello little bird’?” you ask, trying to lighten the mood. Lucky for you, he cracked a smile.

“Hello, little bird.” he says more gently. His softness only lasted a moment though. “I told you not to look for me.”

“I needed to see you. To see that you were okay.”

He looks away, unable to meet your eyes. And then he steps around you, walking away but not without a noticeable limp.

“Wait!” you call to him. You catch up easily and stop in front of him. He still wouldn’t look at you. So you take his face in your hand and turn his head, mostly so you could examine where you distinctly remember him bleeding. But he was true to his word and took care of it with a bandage. He takes your hand and puts it down, but not without his fingers lingering a little longer than necessary.

“I told you I could take care of myself.” you could tell he was trying not to smile.

“I never had a doubt.” you smile at him, hoping to coax it out of him more.

“Then you’re here because you want to know.”

It was a vague statement, but whatever he was alluding to you were sure it was something you most definitely wanted to know.

“Yes. But we could also just talk. You remember the-”

“Ice skating date? Yes.” this time, not only did he smile, but he blushed as well.

“Then…”

“Why did I crash the party and destroy the whole place?” he finished your sentence yet again. You just sigh and nod your head.

“It’s not simple to explain.”

You thread your fingers through his and hold tightly.

“I’ve got time.”

He looks down at your intertwined fingers, smiling to himself for a moment before letting you go.

“It’s too soon.”

You look at him, brow furrowed.

“It’s why I told you to not come looking for me. To never look for me. I’ll find you when I can.”

“But why?” you almost plead. He wasn’t making any sense to you.

He ran a hand through his hair, evidently feeling stressed. “You’re just going to have to trust me.” he concluded.

“Baekhyun,” the name falls from your lips like water finally breaking through a dam. He looks at you, a new light in his eyes. “I do trust you.”

Slowly, he backs you up against the wall, the feeling of it strikingly cold against your back, making you wince a little in pain. He placed a hand on your waist, fingers kneading carefully to dull the pain while his other hand gently held your face. Those two points of touch were enough to warm you up from the inside out.

“Then please,” he began. “Let me explain when I can.” it too sounded like a plea. His eyes looked over your face, waiting and hoping for you to give in to his request.

“Okay. Whenever you’re ready, I’ll listen.”

The Joker smiles, and it was warm and nothing like any other smile he’s ever given you. His thumb gently strokes your cheek and then he leans in, pressing a small kiss to that exact spot. He remained close as he trailed his lips from your cheek to your ear as he whispered, “I like you, little bird.”

Of all the times as he’s said those words to you, you never felt such a warmth from them before.

“I think I might like you too.”

He leans back, smirking at you. “You only think?”

A big smile is on your face as you try not to laugh. He presses his body to yours, all the points of contact sending thousands of happy buzzes to your brain as he leans his forehead against yours. You look into his eyes and see him searching yours before looking down at your lips. He places his lips against yours in the faintest touch, the happy buzzes going into overdrive but for only a moment. A shadow descends down into the alley, only a few feet away. You look over Baek’s shoulder and suppress a gasp.

“Nightwing?”

The boy stands tall, clad in all black, save for the blue bird that stretched across his chest. “Hello, Robin.” he says coolly. You tighten your grip on the Joker’s jacket before gently pushing him aside.

“What are you doing here?”

“I should be asking you that. What are you doing fraternizing with the enemy?” he didn’t sound threatening, but he was clearly struggling to keep his cool.

“He’s not the enemy.” you correct.

“Oh, I’m sorry. I must’ve confused him with the another Joker.”

Behind, you hear Baekhyun snicker. Of course he would enjoy this. You turn to glare at him. His response was to lean back against the wall and not interrupt anymore. You turn back to Nightwing and literally grab him by the ear and drag him away to talk more privately.

“Batman sent you, didn’t he?” you immediately accuse.

“No.”

“Liar!”

“He didn’t, I promise.”

You narrow your eyes at him.

“He asked me if I had seen the damage to the building your boyfriend so successfully had done and if I could help out.”

You roll your eyes. “Which is code for ‘Find Robin and see what she’s up to’. I told him I went out today to do some recon.”

“Fine job you’re doing.” he scoffed.

“I’ve been trying to help him!”

“Help him with what?” he demands, but then his expression changes. “On second thought, don’t tell me.”

You grimace at him. “Don’t be like that. He’s not all bad. I know there’s good in him.”

Nightwing comes up to you and gently grabs your shoulders. You see his big brown eyes boring into you even through his mask. “Robin, please. I love you and would do anything to protect you. I don’t want to risk what could happen when he’s not good.”

“I know,” you simply say. “But you’re just going to have to trust me,” you pause for a moment. The Joker had asked the same of you only moments earlier. “At least trust me more than Batman does.” you look down the alley and see the Joker still in the same spot, seemingly lost in his own thoughts. “He’s damaged, but not broken. I don’t think he wants to do bad things. Someone’s making him do it.”

Nightwing considers this. “Which is why he’s dangerous and the reason Batman believes the real Joker is alive.”

This revelation disturbs you for more than one reason. The main one being because it means that Batman knows Baekhyun isn’t the real threat here.

“If Batman knew this much, why hasn’t he told me? All he does is forbid me from confronting him alone. But I have multiple times now and have been able to handle myself… for the most part.”

The tall boy sighs and runs a hand through his dark hair. “Do you hear yourself, Robin? All these ‘what ifs’ are the reason you have to stop doing this.”

“Then try to stop me!” you threaten. “Don’t tell Batman what you saw today, or I will never forgive you! I’ll quit if I have to and you can go back to being his Robin. I know you were his favorite.” and with that, you walk away. You don’t hear him leave, but you knew he had. Ahead of you, you see the last of the Joker’s shadow round the corner, leaving the scene as well.

“Baekhyun!” you call as you run to him. Luckily for you, his limp was still slowing him down. You approach him and grab his arm.

“I think it’s time for you to go, little bird.” he says before you could say anything.

“I’m sorry that happened. I had no idea Batman involved him. Please, I want to talk more.”

He turns to you and smiles, but one that was full of sadness. “Another time.”

“Baekhyun, I just want to help.” you look into his eyes, dark as they may be, they were still innocent. “You want help, don’t you?” you finally ask. The question had been weighing on your mind. Every time you met, you saw him battle his instinct to be cruel and dangerous. He was only this way because he was raised to be. You were almost positive that he didn’t truly enjoy it. Almost.

“When the time is right.”he says.

“But what are we waiting for? Everything I want to do involves waiting. I can help. I can protect you. I won’t let Batman threaten you or the Joker if he really is alive.”

“You said I was damaged.”

You can’t help but raise your brow. You didn’t know he had heard.

“I need time to heal.”

“Do you mean physically? Because I can help with your leg.” It was a lame attempt at a joke, but he took the bait. Baekhyun smiled and cupped your cheek sweetly.

“All of the above, my little bird.” he stroked your cheek and you leaned into his touch. It was warm, because it came from his heart. “I think I expended my time with people today. We’ll meet again soon.”

You simply nod, nothing left to say. He didn’t answer any of your questions, but you figured it was for the best. He needed time to think about all of what happened today.

Hope you all liked this part!! I’ve been waiting to share it and what with Baek’s bday tomorrow I figured I can contribute by giving his muse some love <3 comments are always appreciated :)

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