Finn stayed where he was for a long moment before leaning back against the bulkhead and breathing deep through clenched teeth. They should not do whatever the hell Poe wanted them to do. It wouldn't end well for anyone.

But Finn still loved him, still wanted to be with him. Maybe he was making a big deal out of nothing. Maybe it wouldn't be that bad. Poe wanted him so badly, could make Finn feel amazing. But they didn't seem to know each other at all, both of them having created a fake of the other in their mind and refusing to let it go.

All he wanted to do was talk about this, try to make it work somehow... Maybe once Poe cooled off a little.

He tried to put the worst of his imaginations out of his mind, going through the motions until he finally decided to go to his own bunk. He had stayed up a while, waiting and hoping for Poe to reemerge, but nothing happened.

Eventually, while Finn was watching through his still open door, sleep managed to take him...