Finn had a hand over his eyes, not understanding how things could go on like this for so long without Poe actively trying. Irritated, he looked up at Poe to say as much before realizing his mistake.

Fuck- Fuck, Poe was gorgeous. And so damn happy and sweet. Finn was starting to feel slimy in comparison for wanting more than what they already had, than what Poe was already happy with.

"Natural." He cleared his throat one more time and looked back to the wall, making a mad grab for the soaps. "Right, I mean- I feel like I can be myself around you. More so than with anyone else. You're-" Oh man, this was never going to work. "You're special to me, Poe. I mean it."

At this point, he was just happy no one else was here so they couldn't see him die like this.