There was no way of describing the relief that flooded him, when both pairs of arms circled tight around him. His heart thumped, a deep longing, and he ducked his head to bury it against Rey’s throat, an arm looping tightly around Finn’s waist and pulling him in tightly.

“I already found my happiness,” he mumbled against Rey’s neck, his grip on them both tightening. He pressed a kiss against her skin, his fingers tight in Finn’s clothes.

“But damn if I don’t want to throw Zeus and Demeter in a river for trying to keep it from me.”