#cody’s expressions are so soft 🥺💕

[teletraan-meets-jarvis]

Hello I just binge read all ur clone fics and I’m sobbing so much ur writing is so good. Can I request more codywan pls i don’t care what it’s about ur just my fav author and that’s my fav ship ok bye 😭

Hello there!

This has honestly made my day! Thanks so much kind anon 🥺💕. Never thought someone would refer to my writing in such a way so cheers!

As for a codywan fic, I've got a fair bit on at the mo so my writing time is a bit of a shambles, but I don't wanna leave you hanging, so how's about a little snippet from way in the future of my Wolffe/Issa Straun (OC) fic called Pieces 😊.

Muffled shouting caught the pair's attention. Issa stopped their rounds through the corridors of the Negotiator to peer through the windowed door where the noise originated from. Standing in the room were Obi-Wan and Cody, the men clearly in a strong disagreement. Obi-Wan’s shoulders were tense, his posture defensive as Cody shouted at the man, his hands gesturing wildly as if to help get his point across.

“Kriff Kote,” Wolffe whispered, he was gobsmacked to see his textbook brother speaking so out of turn to his general.

“This seems private, maybe we should go,” Issa offered, her eyes still glued to the scene before her.

“Yeah maybe.” Except neither of them made any move to leave, the tension in the room drawing them in.

Cody had turned his back to the Jedi, running a hand through his dark hair out of frustration. Obi-Wan piped up again, what was said they weren’t sure, but it made Cody freeze before he whirled back around to face the man and storm over. Obi-Wan stood up straighter as the Commander entered his personal space, finger pointing at the Jedi as he spat out whatever words he thought the moment required.

Wolffe and Issa stood there hardly breathing, the tension between the two men was so thick it almost stole the oxygen from the entire ship, or so it felt like.

Finally, the shouting had stopped and the pair just stood there gazing intensely at one another. Anger and frustration still evident in their features while their chests heaved from the exertion of voicing their thoughts. It was like time no longer existed, the moment lasting for almost an eternity.

Cody faltered, his creased eyebrows softening ever so slightly. He no longer looked like he wanted to throttle his General, but instead a strange sort of reserved contemplation took its place. Obi-Wan’s frown had also dissolved into something smoother, his expression matching Cody’s.

Neither Wolffe or Issa moved, the scene unfolding before them like something out of a holovid. They watched as Cody’s throat bobbed, while the Jedi’s eyes flitted down to grace the soldier’s lips for a split second. The two people peering through the small door window couldn’t believe their eyes.

As if there was an unstoppable gravitational pull between them, finally their lips met and Cody’s gloved hands made their way into his General’s fair hair, holding him as if he were the most precious material in the galaxy. Obi-Wan’s hands found their way across Cody’s back, pulling the man as close as he could be while they continued their passionate embrace.

Eventually they broke apart, foreheads resting against one another as small smiles broke out across both their faces. Soft words were exchanged but the two onlookers weren’t privy to what they were. Finally they managed to tear their eyes away from the private moment and looked at each other. Shock evident as they tried to process what they just saw.

“Did you have any idea?” Wolffe hissed.

“How could I have known? They didn’t even know themselves by the looks of it”

#tj writes #i dunno how to take a compliment #but i truly truly appreciate it anon #thank you! #hope you're having a lovely day! #codywan #pieces fic #wolffe x oc #wolffe x issa straun