Finn thought that once they were out of the ship, the nightmare of their time on it would leave him behind, literally like a dream. But it didn't. It lingered. He thankfully hadn't seen the ship at all since they had gotten back to base but he was almost certain it wouldn't matter. Everything in his mind was still a mess, his feelings still longing for something he couldn't reach.

The guilt and shame clung to him, making it nearly impossible to sleep.

Then there was Poe, the real Poe who he didn't want to give up on. But Finn needed time to recenter himself, time away from him, but he couldn't really afford that. He could always feel Poe's eyes on him, whether the other man was there or not. A part of Finn liked it and he despised himself a little more.

After a week of hardly anything going on between them, he began to wonder if he should relent. Just a little, just enough to show he was also giving something away for their... relationship. They both had to work at this, right? And he would never know if they were going to grow in their sex lives if he never touched the subject again. Besides, maybe the reality of Poe holding back would help ease Finn's nightmares.

Never mind the fact that he still desperately wanted him... and hated it.

He was thinking on just that, mind away while his hands stayed busy when a tech came over to smirk about the situation. Finn looked up to him but didn't bother looking back at Poe. He already knew. It hadn't been intentional, but he knew. "No, no," Finn shook his head, glancing between this work and the tech. Despite himself, he couldn't help a tiny smile. Poe was doing good in restraint, at least. He did deserve something. "We're almost done here, anyway. Thanks, though. I'll let you know if I need a wrench thrown across the room."