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Re: Fill : 23rd Meteor Street (17/17)

[(Anonymous)]

Twenty minutes later, Poe was off with Jessika. In the meantime, Rey was helping Finn pack his things.

“You are sure you are okay?” Finn asked a few times, as Rey gathered Finn’s drawings and put them in a box. He could see she was forcing herself to smile. Finn himself didn’t want to think much about the time he would have to say goodbye to her. He was ecstatic at the idea to move in with Poe, not as roommates but as boyfriends, but that didn’t mean he wouldn’t miss Rey like crazy.

“Yes” she said quietly. “Just promise me you won’t get a new female best friend forever once you arrive in San Francisco.”

“I don’t see how that’s possible. There’s no way the girls in California can be as awesome as you, Rey.” He put his hand on her shoulder. She looked up to him and swallowed back her tears. He pulled her into a hug, pressing her frame against his chest.

“Come on, Finn, we still have stuff to do!” she argued, breaking the hug. Finn looked down on his own pile of drawing he had gathered. He flicked through them, stopping on one of his most recent ones.

“Rey, I think you should have this one” he said, pulling it out of the pile. He had drawn it after the paintball afternoon, while stuck on the couch on Poe’s orders. He had drawn Rey wearing a brown leather armor, a long sand-colored scarf wrapped around her neck, holding a large wooden shield and a long iron sword. On the other side of the page, facing Rey, he had represented Ren, clad in black metallic armor, with a full assorted helmet and wielding his long Japanese sword.

“Finn, this is amazing” she answered, stars in her eyes, a large grin spreading across her face. “Thank you so much.”

“It’s nothing, really.”

“It’s not nothing”, she protested, and she leaned in, dropping a kiss on Finn’s forehead.

Poe had come back with his rental car, Snap and Jessika following in their cars behind him. Finn was surprised by how small it was, compared to the room Poe’s boxes were taking in the living room.

“Where are you going to put all of that?” Finn asked as Poe took the box containing all his vinyl records.

“Most of it is going to go into a storage box. And then… If it works out, and we can rent a bigger place, I’ll ship them there. I’m still taking the bare necessities with us” he explained, shaking his box, and Finn snorted.

They hauled off the larger part of Poe’s possessions in Jessika’s pick-up. Finn watched the car drive away with a knot in his throat. When Poe would come back, they would be set to go.

Rey gave him an elbow kick in his ribs. “Come on, Finn, we still need to load your stuff into the car and finish cleaning up.”

They made quick work out of that, and they ended up sitting down in the living room. Finn had opened the window, so he could hear Jessika’s pick-up. She had put BB-8 on her lap, scratching it behind the ears, whispering that BB-8 was the cutest little thing she had ever seen, and that it had to keep on being so nice to Finn now that he was officially becoming its second dad.

“The time has come” Rey said gravely, as they heard the sound of Jessika’s pick-up pulling over in the street.

Surprisingly enough, Kylo and Mrs. Organa had joined Rey, Jessika and Snap to say their farewells. Finn muffled a laugh as he watched Mrs. Organa pull Poe in a warm hug, doing her best to circle Poe’s back with her arms. Poe looked flushed, not used to see their landlady being so affectionate with them.

Kylo had managed to pull Finn into a hug too, and Poe didn’t bother to hide his laughter. It was very brief and awkward, Kylo being very tense and probably not used to hugging anyone at all. Then he reached out to Poe, and it was Finn’s turn to laugh.

Finn held Rey in his arm for the longest time. She pressed her forehead against him. She was smiling, and Finn was happy to see that there were no more tears in her eyes.

“You better call me every evening” she ordered “and I want pictures!”

“We probably won’t have time to do a lot of touring, Rey”

“I’m sure we can manage to see some interesting stuff on the road” Poe offered, winking at Rey. “I’ll take the pictures, Finn is a terrible photograph.”

Reluctantly, Poe, Finn and BB-8 finally entered the rented car, with BB-8 sitting on Finn’s lap in the passenger seat. Finn waved at Rey until she disappeared from his view.

He let out a long, deep sigh. “I’m going to miss her so much.”

“Me too” Poe agreed. “We can still turn around if you want to” he proposed, glancing at Finn and biting his lower lip.

“I don’t want to. I want to do this. With you”, Finn insisted.

They had one more stop before leaving the city behind them.

Poe parked the car a few meters away from Phasma’s comic book shop. “Want me to come with you?” he asked.

“No, no, I’m fine, don’t worry” Finn answered, waving his hand before him.
He had played out the scene in his head several times before. It was always in the evening, at the end of a bad day, when Phasma would make a dry commentary on his work performances and he would sort of snap, yell at her how much of a terrible manager she was, and that it was entirely her fault if she couldn’t keep her employees.

He had never imagined he would do this by a sunny Saturday afternoon, a bright smile on his face, at peace with himself.

“Hello, Phasma” he exclaimed almost joyfully. She was talking to another employee, a short brown-haired girl with glasses he had seen from time to time. They were also never on the same shifts, so he never got to know her very well.

“Finn, this isn’t your shift” she remarked coldly.

“I know. I’m here to tell you that I’m quitting.”

The two women stared at him, wide-eyed. Phasma’s mouth was half-open in astonishment. Finn was pretty sure he was the first person who didn’t quit while tearing up.

“Why?”

“I have a boyfriend now, and he needs to leave town for the West Coast this evening. I know I am supposed to give you a two weeks’ notice, but I only made my decision this morning. Both for having a boyfriend and leaving with him, I mean.”

She blinked once or twice, still reeling from the shock.

“Well” she finally said. “You will be missed. You were a good employee, Finn.”

The other employee emitted a little squeal of surprise. It was Finn’s turn to be astonished. He had worked for her for over a year, and it was the first time she had said such a straightforward compliment to him.

“Thank you.”

“I’m sure we can do the necessary paperwork over e-mail. I’m sorry, but I have customers to take care of. Goodbye, Finn.” She turned away from him and her employee, directing her attention on a young couple looking at the aisles.

“Goodbye, Phasma.”


“How did it go?” Poe asked once Finn was settling back on the passenger’s seat and BB-8 was settling back on Finn’s lap.

“It went great. I think she was just stunned that I decided to quit without making any fuss.”

“Good” Poe replied, and he put his hands over the driving wheel.

“We’re not going?” Finn asked, his eyebrows raised.

“Just one minute.” Poe turned his head towards Finn, grinning at him, eyes wide open. He reached out to Finn, pressing his lips against his. Finn closed his eyes, opening his mouth. He put his hand over Poe’s head, his fingers stroking Poe’s dark locks of hair. Poe sighed against his mouth, and tentatively brushed the tip of his tongue behind Finn’s teeth.

It felt amazing, Finn thought, the contact of Poe’s tongue against his warm and wet and delicious. Poe broke the kiss way too soon once again, gasping for air, cheeks flushed.

“I still can’t believe it” he finally said.

“Can’t believe what?” Finn asked.

“You. Me. SF. You and me in SF.”

BB-8 glared at Poe. “Sorry, BB. I meant, you, Finn and me in SF.” He leaned his head on the back of his seat, breathing out slowly.

“Ready?” Poe finally asked, putting his hand over Finn’s knee, rubbing it slightly with his thumb.

“Ready” Finn nodded.

“We’re going to do this, buddy” Poe declared, grinning, as he started up their car.