Okay, I think now that I've realized where this is ultimately going, it won't take too long to wrap up.
I'm still not sure if this'll wind up endgame Rey/Snap or Rey/Finn either. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ I just wanted to write some crack-y dumb rarepair shit and THIS happened. Ugh.
Finn was already awake when they got to his room. Poe was at his side, helping him to sit up, a bowl of steaming broth cupped in one of his hands. Rey couldn’t even be disappointed she wasn’t there to greet him. He was finally awake.
“Finn!” Rey dropped Snap’s hand and raced to his other side.
“Rey! Now there’s a sight for sore eyes.” Finn looped an arm around her neck and gave her a one-armed squeeze. “Missed you.”
“I missed you too.” She buried her face in his shoulder and hugged him back carefully.
Finn settled back against a mound of pillows and Rey went with him. His hand was big and warm on the middle of her back, and she’d missed him so terribly. The feeling that gnawed at her insides when she thought of Finn, lying in alone the medbay, dissipated like smoke.
Poe set the bowl of soup on the table next to Finn’s bed and wandered over to where Rey had left Snap.
“What’re you doing here, buddy? Thought you were taking a maintenance day,” Poe said, conversationally.
“Went to the gardens,” Snap said. He sounded pained.
Rey looked over at the two of them. Poe was looking at her; Snap was looking over his shoulder, at the bare white wall.
“Huh,” said Poe, clapping Snap on the back. “C’mon, Wexley. Let’s give the kids some privacy.”
“Right. Yeah.” Snap nodded to Rey, just the barely perceptible tip of his chin to her, and then he followed Poe out of the room.
“That was weird,” Finn said against the side of her head.
“What? Why?” Rey sat back a little and smoothed down the front of his gown.
Finn shrugged one shoulder gingerly. He twirled a spoon in his hand. “Poe seemed kind of…off.”
“I think he’s just…being overprotective. That’s all.” Rey smiled at Finn and reached up to rub a hand over his cheek, affectionately. “And how about you? How are you feeling?”
Finn turned his head, grinning at her as she let her hand slip away. “Better now that I’m awake. You know, I had the weirdest dreams. The weirdest one was you and me in X-Wings, getting chased by a giant BB-8. It was exciting, flying around and blasting at things with ion cannons.”
Rey laughed, settled into Finn’s side, and tucked her legs under her body. Finn pulled back a corner of his blanket and she slid under it.
“Sounds wonderful,” she said.
“I feel like a lousy friend, but I’m still so tired. If I fall asleep on you…”
“Don’t worry about it,” Rey said, letting her head drop to his shoulder. “I’ll be here when you wake.”
-
When Rey emerged from Finn’s room a while later, Snap was waiting in the hall, holding a tiny flowerpot in his grimy hands. Rey moved a little closer, on light nimble feet, and saw that it was a moonflower.
“Hey,” she said.
Snap looked up and smiled at her when he saw it was her. “Hey. I went and picked this from my own garden. Do you think Finn would like it?”
Something tightened in Rey’s chest at that and, oddly, made her eyes ache. She paused, a few feet from where Snap sat with the tiny flowerpot cradled in his hands, and realized there were tears stinging the corners of her eyes.
“Are you okay?” Snap asked, concerned. He got up and went to her.
“I think so,” she said, blinking rapidly. Rey rubbed hastily at her eyes.
“Hey, hey. It’s okay.” Snap gently set the pot down on the floor, between their feet, and went to embrace her. “Do you need to sit down?”
Rey closed her eyes and pressed her cheek against his chest. The material of his flightsuit was rough against her cheek and it smelled of motor oil and stale sweat, but she didn’t mind it. It actually reminded her a little bit of Jakku, the only place she’d ever called home. When she breathed in, she could have sworn she smelled sand too.
“I’m all right,” she said, sighing deeply. She wiped her eyes on her sleeve. Rey pulled back and looked up at him, mustered a smile. “Thank you.”
Snap looked back at her with nothing but kindness, a small smile gracing his lips.
“Anytime, Rey.”
Here was a good man, she thought. A kind man.
Rey stood on the tips of her toes, let her eyes drift shut, and pressed her mouth gently over his. He was too startled to kiss back, or to push her away. Instead, he stood there, hands curled over her elbows, and let her kiss him.
Rey stepped back and lowered her head, cheeks flushing with shame. Perhaps he hadn’t wanted her to kiss her. Perhaps she should have sought his permission. She knew all about having things taken from her without her permission. Didn’t she?
“I should have asked first,” she said, sounding so small to her own ears.
“It’s fine. It’s…” Snap’s dirty fingers tipped her chin up so that their eyes met. “I like you.”
“I like you too,” she said. They’d had this conversation before.
“And you like Finn,” he added.
“Of course I do. He’s one of my dearest friends,” Rey said.
Snap sighed and laughed softly. “Jess was right, you know. You’re young. You should be kissing someone like Finn, not some old flyboy.” The corner of Snap’s mouth quirks up.
“If Finn wanted me to kiss him, I would,” Rey answered honestly, sliding her hands down Snap’s arms to catch his fingers in hers. “And if Jess wanted me to kiss her too, I’d do it. And if you wanted me to kiss you again, I’d do that too.”
Snap looked at her, his expression shuttering for a moment, a thin line forming between his brows.
Then, he said, “I’d like that.”
“Okay, then. So would I.” Rey leaned in and kissed him again.
This time, Snap kissed her back, one of his hands resting lightly over her cheek. Rey explored his mouth with her own, let her tongue dart from between her lips to run over his bottom lip.
She hadn’t known much kindness on Jakku, but she’d kissed some people—and aliens—in her day. It was never anything like this. There were usually more teeth involved, sometimes even blood, and a lot more sand. This? This was nice. Safe. Rey felt safe, here. Snap would probably let her kiss him for as long as she liked.
There was a soft noise behind them and Rey turned, breaking away from Snap to find Finn watching them, eyebrows shooting up into his hairline. Poe was standing behind him, an inscrutable expression on his normally wide open, friendly face.
“Were we interrupting?” Poe asked, lifting his eyebrows.
“Not at all,” Snap said quickly, too quickly to be natural. He bent down, scooped up the pot, and brought it over to Finn. “I picked this out of my garden for you, to put with the other flowers and things people have been sending.”
Finn grinned broadly. “Thanks, man. You’re all right. He’s all right, Poe.” Finn slapped Snap on the chest, took the flowerpot, and hobbled back to the medbay.
Poe lingered behind and looked between Snap and Rey.
“I hope you know what you’re doing,” he said, and Rey wasn’t sure which of them he was addressing. Then he went to join Finn in his room.
[FILL] Rey/Snap, Jess, Poe, Finn - Rey and Snap bond~ 4/?
I'm still not sure if this'll wind up endgame Rey/Snap or Rey/Finn either. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ I just wanted to write some crack-y dumb rarepair shit and THIS happened. Ugh.
Finn was already awake when they got to his room. Poe was at his side, helping him to sit up, a bowl of steaming broth cupped in one of his hands. Rey couldn’t even be disappointed she wasn’t there to greet him. He was finally awake.
“Finn!” Rey dropped Snap’s hand and raced to his other side.
“Rey! Now there’s a sight for sore eyes.” Finn looped an arm around her neck and gave her a one-armed squeeze. “Missed you.”
“I missed you too.” She buried her face in his shoulder and hugged him back carefully.
Finn settled back against a mound of pillows and Rey went with him. His hand was big and warm on the middle of her back, and she’d missed him so terribly. The feeling that gnawed at her insides when she thought of Finn, lying in alone the medbay, dissipated like smoke.
Poe set the bowl of soup on the table next to Finn’s bed and wandered over to where Rey had left Snap.
“What’re you doing here, buddy? Thought you were taking a maintenance day,” Poe said, conversationally.
“Went to the gardens,” Snap said. He sounded pained.
Rey looked over at the two of them. Poe was looking at her; Snap was looking over his shoulder, at the bare white wall.
“Huh,” said Poe, clapping Snap on the back. “C’mon, Wexley. Let’s give the kids some privacy.”
“Right. Yeah.” Snap nodded to Rey, just the barely perceptible tip of his chin to her, and then he followed Poe out of the room.
“That was weird,” Finn said against the side of her head.
“What? Why?” Rey sat back a little and smoothed down the front of his gown.
Finn shrugged one shoulder gingerly. He twirled a spoon in his hand. “Poe seemed kind of…off.”
“I think he’s just…being overprotective. That’s all.” Rey smiled at Finn and reached up to rub a hand over his cheek, affectionately. “And how about you? How are you feeling?”
Finn turned his head, grinning at her as she let her hand slip away. “Better now that I’m awake. You know, I had the weirdest dreams. The weirdest one was you and me in X-Wings, getting chased by a giant BB-8. It was exciting, flying around and blasting at things with ion cannons.”
Rey laughed, settled into Finn’s side, and tucked her legs under her body. Finn pulled back a corner of his blanket and she slid under it.
“Sounds wonderful,” she said.
“I feel like a lousy friend, but I’m still so tired. If I fall asleep on you…”
“Don’t worry about it,” Rey said, letting her head drop to his shoulder. “I’ll be here when you wake.”
-
When Rey emerged from Finn’s room a while later, Snap was waiting in the hall, holding a tiny flowerpot in his grimy hands. Rey moved a little closer, on light nimble feet, and saw that it was a moonflower.
“Hey,” she said.
Snap looked up and smiled at her when he saw it was her. “Hey. I went and picked this from my own garden. Do you think Finn would like it?”
Something tightened in Rey’s chest at that and, oddly, made her eyes ache. She paused, a few feet from where Snap sat with the tiny flowerpot cradled in his hands, and realized there were tears stinging the corners of her eyes.
“Are you okay?” Snap asked, concerned. He got up and went to her.
“I think so,” she said, blinking rapidly. Rey rubbed hastily at her eyes.
“Hey, hey. It’s okay.” Snap gently set the pot down on the floor, between their feet, and went to embrace her. “Do you need to sit down?”
Rey closed her eyes and pressed her cheek against his chest. The material of his flightsuit was rough against her cheek and it smelled of motor oil and stale sweat, but she didn’t mind it. It actually reminded her a little bit of Jakku, the only place she’d ever called home. When she breathed in, she could have sworn she smelled sand too.
“I’m all right,” she said, sighing deeply. She wiped her eyes on her sleeve. Rey pulled back and looked up at him, mustered a smile. “Thank you.”
Snap looked back at her with nothing but kindness, a small smile gracing his lips.
“Anytime, Rey.”
Here was a good man, she thought. A kind man.
Rey stood on the tips of her toes, let her eyes drift shut, and pressed her mouth gently over his. He was too startled to kiss back, or to push her away. Instead, he stood there, hands curled over her elbows, and let her kiss him.
Rey stepped back and lowered her head, cheeks flushing with shame. Perhaps he hadn’t wanted her to kiss her. Perhaps she should have sought his permission. She knew all about having things taken from her without her permission. Didn’t she?
“I should have asked first,” she said, sounding so small to her own ears.
“It’s fine. It’s…” Snap’s dirty fingers tipped her chin up so that their eyes met. “I like you.”
“I like you too,” she said. They’d had this conversation before.
“And you like Finn,” he added.
“Of course I do. He’s one of my dearest friends,” Rey said.
Snap sighed and laughed softly. “Jess was right, you know. You’re young. You should be kissing someone like Finn, not some old flyboy.” The corner of Snap’s mouth quirks up.
“If Finn wanted me to kiss him, I would,” Rey answered honestly, sliding her hands down Snap’s arms to catch his fingers in hers. “And if Jess wanted me to kiss her too, I’d do it. And if you wanted me to kiss you again, I’d do that too.”
Snap looked at her, his expression shuttering for a moment, a thin line forming between his brows.
Then, he said, “I’d like that.”
“Okay, then. So would I.” Rey leaned in and kissed him again.
This time, Snap kissed her back, one of his hands resting lightly over her cheek. Rey explored his mouth with her own, let her tongue dart from between her lips to run over his bottom lip.
She hadn’t known much kindness on Jakku, but she’d kissed some people—and aliens—in her day. It was never anything like this. There were usually more teeth involved, sometimes even blood, and a lot more sand. This? This was nice. Safe. Rey felt safe, here. Snap would probably let her kiss him for as long as she liked.
There was a soft noise behind them and Rey turned, breaking away from Snap to find Finn watching them, eyebrows shooting up into his hairline. Poe was standing behind him, an inscrutable expression on his normally wide open, friendly face.
“Were we interrupting?” Poe asked, lifting his eyebrows.
“Not at all,” Snap said quickly, too quickly to be natural. He bent down, scooped up the pot, and brought it over to Finn. “I picked this out of my garden for you, to put with the other flowers and things people have been sending.”
Finn grinned broadly. “Thanks, man. You’re all right. He’s all right, Poe.” Finn slapped Snap on the chest, took the flowerpot, and hobbled back to the medbay.
Poe lingered behind and looked between Snap and Rey.
“I hope you know what you’re doing,” he said, and Rey wasn’t sure which of them he was addressing. Then he went to join Finn in his room.