Finn's hand hung at his side, pretending the reflex hadn't hurt nearly as bad as it did. He couldn't say that this new gift made him happy. The secret had weighed on him. But feeling the connections he had, the love between them, the love between everything, that made him happy.

This? Whatever they were doing now? This wasn't happiness. This wasn't a gift.

"It's not worth it if I lose you."

Which wasn't fair. Their connection was strong. They'd gotten through plenty of arguments just fine. But this one was different. This was something fundamental that they couldn't change, something neither of them could ignore. It was part of Finn. If Poe hated that-... He'll get over it, he tried to make himself believe.