❛ we made it, poe. we really made it! ❜ with a grin so wide it splits his face, finn draws his arms around the other man and pulls him into an enthusiastic hug, another in a series, with poe, with rey, with rose, with any friend from the resistance he encounters, it seems. it’s a day for celebration, the cause for which none of them have had for a long time, and finn cannot stop the elation that flows through him, now that the terror of battle has worn off. poe feels warm, welcoming, safe, and he knows he could stay like this for longer than he should. ❛ we’re free. ❜ // @acepilct. sc.













