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"So, uh," Finn starts, a couple of days later, after the storm has passed. He'd made it to poker on Thursday, the last night it had snowed. Everyone seemed to have plenty to talk about that wasn't him or Poe. He was glad about the weather then, for more than a few personal reasons. It was like Ackbar said - he should try to fit in a little better.

So he does, and he finds that - aside from that prejudice and their avoidance of Poe altogether, they're friendly, pleasant people.

He'd helped a few of them dig out again this morning before coming to visit Poe, listening to endless stories of blizzards past told like cherished local folklore.

"So," Poe prompts, giving Finn a big smile.

The weekend at Snap's place had seemed unbearably long, but at least Kare had cleared out by the time Finn returned. He'd seen a parallel there, and he supposes he has to guess - an educated guess anyway - about what that meant about the upcoming full moon and Poe.

Poe leans against his shoulder as they stand in the kitchen, waiting for Finn to be ready. The contact is so comfortable, so relaxed and willing that Finn wants to forget his question and let the chips fall where they may.

"What do you want to do about the full moon?" Finn asks, jumping right in with both feet.

Poe looks at him, all bright mischief, and asks, "how do you feel about doggy style?"

Finn has to laugh. "Okay. I set myself up for that one."

"You did," Poe agrees.

Finn likes this the most - this happy, playful side of Poe. He's funny. He takes care of his little - what? farm? homestead? - with fierce determination and a lot of skill, but he's been willing to share that with and teach Finn. To help him learn the new skills he'll need to survive outside the city.

But, it had been a serious question. Finn looks down at Poe again, and tries just going for it.

"Are there going to be any complications, since it's, you know - this season?" Finn says. He means to be an adult about it, to say it like he's not a silly puppy, but he blushes anyway. Because it's Poe, and he likes Poe,a nd the outcome of this conversation is pretty important.

Poe's expression changes slowly, closing down and becoming more guarded.

"Hey," Finn says. "Whatever it is, I don't mind. I still want to be with you, I still want to spend time with you, I just think we should really be ready before - well."

He shrugs. He means, they should be ready and not accidentally start a family. That sort of thing should be planned. The relationship is amazing, but it's brand new, and Finn's just starting to make his way amongst the pack. He doesn't even have his own place yet.

"Yeah," Poe says, working his lower lip between his teeth once. His whole mood has changed, but he doesn't seem mad, just worried.

"Come sit down," Finn says, tipping his head toward the living room. Inviting Poe to sit down in his own house. It'll be more comfortable than standing in the kitchen.

Poe sits on the end of the couch, and B.B. jumps up next to him, sensing his mood. The dog puts his head in Poe's lap, comforting, and Poe absently strokes his hand over B.B.'s head, carefully seeming to consider his words.

"So," Poe says. "I guess the easiest way to say this is that there's no need to be careful."

"Okay," finn says, thinking he'd like to know a little more than that, but trusting Poe to tell him the truth. It might be that the rest is none of Finn's business or that Poe's not ready to share yet. Finn doesn't press - he tries to project that he's willing to listen to exactly what Poe is telling him.

"I can't have kids - like," Poe struggles a little, trying to find a way to explain. "Okay, like calico cats? You know how they're mostly all girls, and they can have kittens. But, every so often there's a boy calico, and they can't? The curse - or whatever it is - is like that. Mostly the opposite of how I am, like my mother was."

Finn doesn't actually know that much about cats. He's pretty sure he understands what Poe is saying, though.

"Okay," Finn repeats, absorbing this information. "So, that's not so bad."

Poe looks at him like Finn's reaction is not at all what he expected. Finn tries to put him at ease with a smile and a shrug.

"Does it really bother you?" he asks.

"Honestly? No. I'm not so keen on the idea of passing this curse on, and even less keen on carrying a pregnancy," Poe admits. "It sort of jars against who I am."

Finn can see it - the reminder of his differences as a constant daily presence where he's already been made to feel ashamed of it for so long - it jars against what Poe's built for himself in spite of that.

"Then, that's okay," Finn says.

"Don't you want a family?" Poe asks, sounding a little baffled.

"Well, yeah," Finn says. "Someday. But it's a little early in our relationship to be worrying about all that, right? I think so, anyway."

Poe nods.

"Look," Finn says. "I like being with you. I want you to be my boyfriend. My packmate. More than that, I'm glad you're my friend. It's actually kind of a relief with the full moon coming up that we can still take things at a sane pace without somebody having to go into a kennel."

Poe looks - shocked, a little, but not in a bad way. He looks relieved, like he's going to be okay. Finn reaches out for him and pulls him close.

"So why are they all so worried about you if you can't pass on the curse?" Finn asks, rhetorically. Poe shakes his head against Finn's shoulder, like he doesn't know either.

"Well, I'm not worried about you," Finn says.

"Not at all?" Poe asks, with a touch of humor in his voice.

"Worried? No," Finn says.

"What about scared?"

Finn snorts. He tells Poe, "You're not that big, you know."

Poe turns in his arms, looking up at Finn in playful offense. Finn, satisfied with his choice of mate, kisses him until he forgets to be bothered by anything.

I am torn because they would have made ADORABLE babies, but also happy they're happy. XD

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