Finn watched Poe, only biting his lip as any sign that he liked that touch a great deal. He realized now how insecure he'd felt when the answer was glaringly obvious. Poe loved him. It wasn't anything more convoluted than that, no tricks to make him think he had to invest everything right that moment.

Poe just loved him. He didn't know how to take the news this bluntly, his chest overwhelmed with a fire he wanted to sink into. How was he even supposed to respond to that?

Blinking, realizing there were tears in his eyes, Finn hoped Poe hadn't noticed and surged forward to kiss him again. He wanted to put everything he felt and couldn't say into it but was almost certain it wouldn't even come close.