Finn doesn’t think he’s ever seen something quite so adorable in his entire life, and he counts BB-8 among his friends. Poe sleeps on his stomach, arms and legs splayed out, and his face pressed into the pillow, dark curls all askew. He’s drooling, and he’s snoring so much that it should be unattractive. Instead it just makes Finn adore him even more.
Poe is asleep on the bed across the room from him, mumbling into his pillow something about Wookiee beauty contests and how choosing between Chewie and Malla is impossible, as both of them have such lovely fur.
There’s that feeling in his chest again, sending waves of warmth through him. He recognises this feeling, the invincibility, the happiness, the contentment.
Poe makes a grunting snore noise, sounds a little like Chewbacca, and sleepily opens his eyes. He smiles when he spots Finn stood across the room. A lazy smile, that still brightens up the dark universe they live in.
“Hey.” He lifts his head from the pillow, “Something wrong?”
Finn shakes his head, “No. Everything is great.”
Poe nods, “Good, great. So, um, why are you staring at me in the middle of the night?”
“I love you.” Finn blurts out.
It was supposed to be cool, supposed to be confessed in a life or death situation, or some impossibly romantic moment after Finn had saved Poe from death by Gungan incompetence. However, as soon as the words have come out, Finn knows this was the perfect time.
Poe huffs a little laugh, “Yeah?”
Finn nods, “Yeah.”
“Okay. Okay, good.” Poe says, smiling. He rolls over, back against the wall and lifts the duvet, “You wanna join me then?”
“Poe?”
“To sleep, idiot.” Poe says, fondly, “I’m exhausted, and I wanna wake up next to you so I know I didn’t dream this.”
Finn grins, “Okay. I can do that.”
He pulls his boots off, and drops his pants, stumbling over them in an attempt to get to the bed. He hops free of his pants, and slides in next to Poe. His back is pressed against Poe’s chest, Poe wraps his arms around Finn’s waist and pulls them closer together. He presses a kiss to Finn’s shoulder, and rests his head back on the pillow.
[FILL] Puzzle Pieces (5 People Finn never said I Love You to, +1 He did) (6/6)
Poe snores.
Finn doesn’t think he’s ever seen something quite so adorable in his entire life, and he counts BB-8 among his friends. Poe sleeps on his stomach, arms and legs splayed out, and his face pressed into the pillow, dark curls all askew. He’s drooling, and he’s snoring so much that it should be unattractive. Instead it just makes Finn adore him even more.
Poe is asleep on the bed across the room from him, mumbling into his pillow something about Wookiee beauty contests and how choosing between Chewie and Malla is impossible, as both of them have such lovely fur.
There’s that feeling in his chest again, sending waves of warmth through him. He recognises this feeling, the invincibility, the happiness, the contentment.
Poe makes a grunting snore noise, sounds a little like Chewbacca, and sleepily opens his eyes. He smiles when he spots Finn stood across the room. A lazy smile, that still brightens up the dark universe they live in.
“Hey.” He lifts his head from the pillow, “Something wrong?”
Finn shakes his head, “No. Everything is great.”
Poe nods, “Good, great. So, um, why are you staring at me in the middle of the night?”
“I love you.” Finn blurts out.
It was supposed to be cool, supposed to be confessed in a life or death situation, or some impossibly romantic moment after Finn had saved Poe from death by Gungan incompetence. However, as soon as the words have come out, Finn knows this was the perfect time.
Poe huffs a little laugh, “Yeah?”
Finn nods, “Yeah.”
“Okay. Okay, good.” Poe says, smiling. He rolls over, back against the wall and lifts the duvet, “You wanna join me then?”
“Poe?”
“To sleep, idiot.” Poe says, fondly, “I’m exhausted, and I wanna wake up next to you so I know I didn’t dream this.”
Finn grins, “Okay. I can do that.”
He pulls his boots off, and drops his pants, stumbling over them in an attempt to get to the bed. He hops free of his pants, and slides in next to Poe. His back is pressed against Poe’s chest, Poe wraps his arms around Finn’s waist and pulls them closer together. He presses a kiss to Finn’s shoulder, and rests his head back on the pillow.
“Oh, Finn?” Poe mumbles.
“Mmm?”
“Love you too.”