@allstorieskept | continued
Gloved hands gripped the other’s. He only pulled away to look at Finn fully, consider his face and the lips he had kissed. The question only catches him mildly off guard. It’s a reasonable question. There had been flirting and kissing. He had confessed that he liked Finn a lot. Poe simply forgot that not everyone was on the same page as he was, that their minds didn’t move at the same pace that his did nor have his sense of all in commitment either. Poe was a one-guy at a time kind of guy. He liked Finn, he wanted Finn around, and when he humored himself with thoughts of the future. Relationships and thoughts of the future didn’t need to be a distraction and they weren’t. Poe could be as committed to the cause as he could to another.
Vague flashbacks of watching his Black Squadron teammates, Kare and Snap, and their relationship. He recalls the flirting, the turning into a relationship, and then question where they were, what they were. He remembers their break up and the squad being awkwardly in the middle and trying to work around it. Kare called relationships a distraction. He remembers Snap telling him as such, go on and on as they flew patrols some nights. Try to be like Jedi, Snap had said what they were doing. Eventually, they worked out. Crazy deadly missions fixed that. Kare and Snap’s relationship story continued on and turned into a happy tale. Once they got over the stresses that their duties fell upon them and the very real reality that as pilots they could die any minute in the cold war and soon full on war with the First Order, they got married as a result realizing there was no point in holding off on affairs of heart until war was over. Who knows what could happen in times of war? Let the workings of the heart generate hope when times were hard, instead of holding them off.
He smile glows, he is sure of what they are and where they are heading. He’s hopeful about those prospects. The pilot moves forward to kiss the other man again, can’t help the feelings of giddiness that stir from his chest. ❝ Well, we are boyfriends, yeah? Maybe heading to more than that in the future if I’m being honest. ❞ He admits, looking down at Finn’s chest. These past few months and knowing Finn better and better over time, only strengthen the feelings in Poe’s heart and hardened Poe’s resolve about it all. ❝ Still have duties and dangers to worry about, but that doesn’t stop the best pilot in the galaxy. Don’t think I’m just gonna kiss you, flirt with you, worry over you, and not want us to be a thing, a big thing. It’s you and me, Finn. Got any complaints? ❞
Finn didn’t have the same experience as Poe. And while it was no secret that Finn was a former stormtrooper -- it being revealed the very day they met, when he rescued Poe --, sometimes it felt like Poe didn’t know how Finn could feel. Finn understood relationships, flirting and kissing. But this was still the only relationship of the sort he had been it. It hadn’t happened before, certainly not in the First Order. And had turned out to be his friend, despite his first attraction towards. And with Rose, it resolved quickly as just a scared kiss before thinking she might die but only friends as well. So Poe had been the only person he had something of the sort.
Of course, he wanted it to be deep, to last as long as possible. Even if that might not be in the forms of forever. No one knew, in terms of war. But he needed it clear, on the table at this very moment. he didn’t want to live any further moment of his life in the dark and he cared deeply about Poe. His closest friend that had even tried to get Finn get along with everyone, feel like he was part of the gang. Acclimating himself inside the Resistance had been easy, with Poe there.
And the kissing was really nice. So Finn appreciated the term boyfriend on Poe’s tongue, hoping it would be them for a long time. “I don’t have any complaint with all of that. I do want to be your boyfriend and let’s see what happens next.” He felt comfortable having Poe’s hands over his, feeling safe even. “Rose said something today that reminded me of what your squadron told me. Joking about wedding bells and thanking me for making you smile like they had never seen you smile. Cheesy, I know, I’m just repeating here. And it made me wonder what we really were.”
