Those few, frozen seconds made Finn second guess everything. He'd done wrong. Poe would want someone else and it'd- But the anxiety-riddled paranoia didn't last very long. When Poe kissed back, he could hardly think at all.

Finn had let go himself to wrap his arms around Poe and hold him as close as possible. It didn't mean the same to Poe, it couldn't, but Finn couldn't help the surge of companionship and warmth in his heart. For this moment, even if it was pretend, Poe loved him. He couldn't remember ever being loved before.

And the last thing he needed right now was to start crying.

He squeezed his eyes shut hard, scratching into Poe's back and arching his body against his, just to filter the emotions out a different way.