He didn’t chase after her as she pulled away, saving that tingly taste of a kiss long after her lips had left his. He gave a soft sigh, opening his eyes just in time to watch her roll towards Finn.

It almost belt better, if that were possible, watching the two of them finally shared a kiss after what seemed like eons. He shuffled closer, wrapping an arm around Rey’s waist, and leaning in to press a kiss to her jaw, and another to her throat.

He just wanted to be as close to them as was humanly - or godly - possible.

“Welcome home,” he whispered.