A bright smile graced Rey's lips, preparing to crawl into his lap, but he took her hand and kissed her skin. It was always hard to leave her beloveds. Difficult to stay far from them for the weeks or months that she was needed. They couldn't necessarily come up from the Underworld, but the fact that they were put into this position was still unfair. None of the other Gods had to deal with this mess, but if for the rest of the year they could be together, then so be it.
Maybe one day, Demeter wouldn't be as harsh and over protective as she was now.
"Hello my love," she greeted in soft tones, her free hand caressing the side of Finn's face, moving closer until her body was pressed against his. She leaned in, pressing a kiss to his shoulder and moved to bury her face in the crook of his neck, breathing in his scent and committing it to memory. It would have to do until she came home and they could be one again.
"You look handsome, as always." Because it was true, and gods, she would miss waking up to that smile. She was preparing to lean in for another kiss when she felt the room shift, purple and black smoke rising and Poe coming through. Rey looked over at him, concerned etched in her features. He was in a bad mood, possibly over a long day, or because of tomorrow. It was a 50/50 shot at this point.
"Everything's prepared, yes," Rey replied, her eyes roaming over Poe's form, looking for any signs of a struggle or possible scuffle.
"You're troubled." No shit, but someone had to say it. Sure he got grumpy around this time of year, but there was something else...something weighing on him?
"The months will go by quickly enough and I'll back..." he knew this, all of them did...so what changed?
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Maybe one day, Demeter wouldn't be as harsh and over protective as she was now.
"Hello my love," she greeted in soft tones, her free hand caressing the side of Finn's face, moving closer until her body was pressed against his. She leaned in, pressing a kiss to his shoulder and moved to bury her face in the crook of his neck, breathing in his scent and committing it to memory. It would have to do until she came home and they could be one again.
"You look handsome, as always." Because it was true, and gods, she would miss waking up to that smile. She was preparing to lean in for another kiss when she felt the room shift, purple and black smoke rising and Poe coming through. Rey looked over at him, concerned etched in her features. He was in a bad mood, possibly over a long day, or because of tomorrow. It was a 50/50 shot at this point.
"Everything's prepared, yes," Rey replied, her eyes roaming over Poe's form, looking for any signs of a struggle or possible scuffle.
"You're troubled." No shit, but someone had to say it. Sure he got grumpy around this time of year, but there was something else...something weighing on him?
"The months will go by quickly enough and I'll back..." he knew this, all of them did...so what changed?
"unless there's something else going on?"