Poe’s brain was in the middle of doing a hard reboot, and by the time he was done, they were all holding hands again. Seriously?? Right now?? Holding hands was pretty much the mildest form of everything he was possibly feeling.

He glanced down at his hands incredulously, and then abruptly let go of both of them. He didn’t leave them wondering over the action for long. Instead he immediately threw an arm around each of them, pulling them into a tight, hard hug.

He was having a lot of trouble processing but his relief was so strong it was rolling off of him in waves.

“I love you guys so much,” he said in a pained rush, face buried between theirs. “It was driving me crazy thinking about the two of you without me.”