Finn had eventually gotten up the nerve to ask Rey about her tattoo. She had been a bit defensive at first before realising his situation, much in a similar way to Poe. Only, Rey had only been too happy to tell him all about her soulmate.
When he brought up problems like Poe's (without mentioning names), she assured him that those things happened so rarely that she wasn't sure they were real. Finn knew otherwise but kept silent.
Time passed, and Finn tried to bury the whole idea. Unsuccessfully. What eventually wore him down was the thought of his soulmate alone all because he wasn't brave enough to see this through. So, purposely choosing a time when Poe was away on a long mission, Finn got his own tattoo. He didn't want to add insult to injury when it came to the other man, and Rey was all the cheerleader he really needed. It looked almost normal on his skin, not glowing and beautiful. All that was left was to wait.
He wanted to show Poe as soon as he got back. Not to boast but to make him aware as soon as possible rather than hear it from someone else...
Though the warm pulse in the middle of the night woke him up. Half convinced it was a dream, Finn rolled out of bed and followed the sensation as best he could. And what he found was- "Poe?" He quietly stood at the other end of the hall, his arm angled away in an attempt to hide what must be a dreadful misunderstanding.
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When he brought up problems like Poe's (without mentioning names), she assured him that those things happened so rarely that she wasn't sure they were real. Finn knew otherwise but kept silent.
Time passed, and Finn tried to bury the whole idea. Unsuccessfully. What eventually wore him down was the thought of his soulmate alone all because he wasn't brave enough to see this through. So, purposely choosing a time when Poe was away on a long mission, Finn got his own tattoo. He didn't want to add insult to injury when it came to the other man, and Rey was all the cheerleader he really needed. It looked almost normal on his skin, not glowing and beautiful. All that was left was to wait.
He wanted to show Poe as soon as he got back. Not to boast but to make him aware as soon as possible rather than hear it from someone else...
Though the warm pulse in the middle of the night woke him up. Half convinced it was a dream, Finn rolled out of bed and followed the sensation as best he could. And what he found was- "Poe?" He quietly stood at the other end of the hall, his arm angled away in an attempt to hide what must be a dreadful misunderstanding.