The heat on Ajan Kloss was basically unbearable. Somehow, it seemed like it was even worse at night. Likely because Finn had finally stopped doing things to distract himself. He wasn't exactly one to complain about this sort of thing, hadn't made too much of a mention of it since it was probably just seasonal weather, but Finn was kind of close to miserable.
But sometimes, the heat was actually okay. Like now, in the middle of the night, alone in his bunk, mostly naked, and leaned back on the bed to sit against the wall. There would probably not be any sleeping tonight, reasons for which had little to do with the weather, but he sat there with his eyes closed all the same.
It was... peaceful.
For now. While Rey adapted to this climate with hardly a blink, Poe hadn't seemed to like it at all. He kind of expected the other man to barge in and start complaining any moment... Looked forward to it, actually.
The heat on Ajan Kloss was just damn ridiculous. Why in the hell did a damn planet have to be extremely hot during the morning, evening and night? In no regards did the climate seem to change by any means but yet the planet thrived on. It was a mirsable place for the Resistance to settle in order to both hide and hopefully rebuild for the war that was weighing down upon them. Poe would have easily argued with Leia that maybe this particular planet wasn't the best choice bit they had very limited options, Poe knew when it was best to bite his tongue. Sometimes....
The heat only frustrated the pilot and often made him uncomfortable being in such a muggy climate. The humidity alone left his skin feeling sticky and damp, his clothes would often stick to his skin. He also found it very difficult to focus in briefings when the weather was so damn unbearable.
Poe Dameron officially hated Ajan Kloss.
Finn had expected right because the moment Poe was finally free of all meetings and briefings be came bursting through Finn's door in full annoyance. "Still not a word from anyone regarding the General's distress signal back on Crait" He begins while his hands move to tug impatiently at the buttons along the collar of his shirt.
"Guess we shouldn't be so surprised", he adds as he pulls at more buttons, finally pulls the fabric up and over his head. This heat is so ungodly it even irritates the parts of skin his necklace rests against. "And why in the hell is this damn planet so damn hot!"
The last part almost comes out as a defeated whimper.
Finn cracked his eyes open and watched Poe move about the room when he entered, not shocked by how huffy he was. But even though Poe was cursing the heat, Finn was starting to like it. The other man did seem to shed his clothes a lot more often on this planet.
"If anyone was going to answer with aid, they would have by now," Finn answers the unasked question, eventually pulling his eyes up from Poe's chest. "Right now, no one wants to anger the First Order, risk causing harm to themselves."
It was logical but still things that were hard to swallow. Finn didn't like it much either.
"But, to answer your actual question... maybe Ajan Kloss just likes you shirtless?"
At least one of them was getting some enjoyment out of these misery of a planet. The only thing Poe found actually enjoyable was the fact that Finn seemed to shed his clothing a lot quicker. That was honestly the only positive Poe seen in this all.
Finn makes a valid point but that doesn't ease the blow that no one reached out to them when they needed help the most. Poe understood that fear but the Resistance needed allies, the war would be difficult to win without any type of aid.
"Maybe everyone just gave up?" It's a fact Poe doesn't like admitting but maybe everyone was more than just afraid.
Finn's reply has him lifting an eyebrow before he tilts his head slightly. "Mmmm. You sure that's not more you?"
Maybe they had... "No one ever really gives up on what they most care about. We'll get through to them." They have to. "Don't let it get you so riled up."
He leans forward off of the wall, resting his arms in his folded lap. He's smiling, at least. "But I never said that I was complaining. This planet's and my own interests are pretty aligned."
Maybe it'd be best if they didn't talk about the war. Maybe that should all be kept beyond that door. The last thing Finn wanted was for Poe to have to carry those emotions home with him.
That was a bit easier for Finn to say, he wasn't in the position Poe was. Poe carried a lot of the weight of the Resistance on his shoulders so that others didn't. He would never want Finn to take on such a burden, not when the exstormtrooper had been on the other side. He wanted Finn to feel accepted and safe here. As safe as he could feel at least.
"Maybe we won't. Maybe we really are alone in this?" It was a negative outlook but lately nearly everyone felt beaten down. They needed time to recover and rebuild.
Dark eyes fell along Finn in amusement and arousal. His hands move to rest along his hips, he gives his lover a bit of a look. "You enjoy this hell of a planet because it makes me shed my clothes."
Poe really did try his best to keep their relationship and the war as separate as he could. Finn didn't like talking about it much when they were alone, they both got enough of the action first hand.
"It's a big galaxy. We're not alone." Even if Finn's beliefs were foolish, he had to hold on to them. They had to keep hope alive.
He opened his arms to Poe, silently asking for him to come closer, maybe even come sit or cuddle or something. The heat was never bad enough for him to not want his lover close. Especially when he looked like that, practically glowing with a light sheen of sweat.
"I'm a simple guy. I believe in people and I love how you look on this planet when we're alone."
Even Poe can't hide a soft smile at that. There is so much hope and determination coursing through Finn to end this war, Poe sometimes fears that maybe he can't finally bring his love that peace, that life they both deserve. War was a very ugly thing, they both experienced that first hand too. It ripped away precious things and destroyed them.
Poe didn't want to think about any of that right now.
Not when Finn made such a delicious picture sitting along his bed in hardly anything at all. How he could he honestly deny Finn his affection when he looked extremely adorable with his arms parted like that?
Ugh. Cheater. He's trying to be hot and moody here.
He takes his time making his way over to those strong, muscular arms. That's the fun of the game now isn't it?
"Gross and sticky?"
Once he's finally close, he leans down to press a kiss upon Finn's forehead.
Finn smiles wide when Poe leans down to peck him with a kiss. His arms wrap around his waist, trying to pull him closer. "I like you gross and sticky," he says with the tiniest giggle.
"I have to ask, though," he continues, leaning away then up to kiss him on the lips. "Just how tired are you?"
Poe has found that his heart flutters for that bright smile and that he never wants to see it fade from that handsome face. Poe wants to be that very person who makes Finn smile like that always.
"That's typically due to other activities that isn't a planet that feels like hell."
He makes a soft noise against Finn's lips, one that's eager and deep with want. A hand gently cups Finn's cheek so that he can return the kiss with that need and tenderness.
"It's hot as all hell. I'm not going to sleep anytime soon."
Finn laughs a little, smiling up at him. "Well, we could always waste time getting a little hotter."
It's... a bit of a question. He knows that Poe's almost always ready to go (more so than Finn, usually), but what he had in mind was not going to cool them off. But his hands did rub up and down Poe's ribs, his kisses light just beneath his chest. A little bit of a tease, mostly just telling him that he was all right with anything.
Poe would quickly decline his lover's offer if he didn't already know what Finn was hinting at.
It certainly wasn't going to cool the both of them off, actually it would make them all the hotter but that was a risk Poe was willing to take if it meant having Finn trembling and whimpering beneath him in pleasure.
"Any ideas?" Two could play at this teasing game and it was enjoyable when they both did. Muffled noises begin to softly leave his lips at those kisses.
It wasn't fair that Finn knew nearly all his weak spots.
It had been a while since Finn had sparred with anyone. So, when Poe mentioned the idea, who took the shot.
Though, he has no idea how much hand-to-hand combat training a pilot gets. In the First Order, it was hardly any. Here, there had to be some. Maybe he should go easy on the other man at first, feel him out a little.
Finn's already on the mat, dressed comfortably in some of Poe's old clothes, stretching his neck and shoulders. He's also smiling. This is going to be a fun time, he figures. Getting sweaty and physical with Poe was usually fun. "Still up for this?"
It had been an idea Poe had been tossing around inside his head for nearly a week now. He didn't know how Finn would take to the idea but at least it was an excuse for them to spend some more alone time together. He figured that Finn at least had a bit of training from his stormtroop and Poe believed it would be best for Finn to further enhance his ability to fight now that he was part of the Resistance.
Poe had this deep fear that Finn and himself could become seperated at any time during battle, a mission, anything. He knew Finn could handle his own but a little training never hurt anyone.
The scheduled sparring time was set in the morning, right after his small meeting with the General. He arrived just as promised, dressed comfortably himself. He couldn't hold back the smile on his face as he admired Finn in some of his old clothes. Seeing his boyfriend in anything of his was a turn on but he would focus on getting Finn out of them later.
"You aren't getting nervous on me, are you?"
He asks the question with a raised eyebrow and a small grin. He then leans forward so that he can steal a kiss.
Finn reaches out to keep Poe in place, deepening their kiss as best he can with a big grin before pulling away. "No. Just making sure."
He hadn't been able to get much training in with another person since leaving the Order. Training on his own was fine but having someone with you helped so much. Only, he wasn't exactly used to sparring with a pilot.
But that was okay. They likely knew different things they could teach other. Plus, he... kind of expected Poe not to be as good at him at hand-to-hand. But that just made this better. Poe wasn't the only one that worried about his lover. If Finn could help with anything to ensure Poe survived this war, then he was going to do it.
He rotated his shoulder again, making sure his back was up for this. It was but being limber never hurt anyone. "How should we start?"
Poe smirks against their deep kiss, a hand wrapping around to softly rest along the back of Finn's neck while he took the opportunity to slip his tongue within his boyfriend's mouth. There was nothing wrong with a few kisses before they got started. "Good."
Poe got in his own training when he was able, sometimes it wasn't as much as he liked but he worked with the time he was given when he had it. He was curious about Finn's fighting style, what his boyfriend had been taught during his time as a stormtrooper and he wanted to know how Finn's body moved during combat.
This was also the perfect way to learn from each other, teach each other knew fighting techniques. If all else fails they would at least have each other worked up enough to have sex soon after. It was a win/win either way.
"What are you comfortable with?" It was a question Poe would often ask his lover, mainly because he wanted Finn to feel safe and comfortable within the environment and mostly with him.
If Poe kept that up, they'd be having sex sooner rather than later. Finn took Poe's hand in his and kissed his knuckles before letting go again.
"I want to see what you can do." He smiled while saying it but was no less serious.
Finn rolled his shoulders again and took a loose stance. Since he didn't know what Poe could throw at him, he planned to be ready for anything. "You make the first move. Come at me."
Poe had already decided for the both of them that sex was happening at some point or another. He was positive that Finn wouldn't have any complaints. He smiles at Finn's tenderness, his body growing a bit warm from the feeling of his love's lips brushing against skin. Poe does not deserve this man before him, its an argument he constantly has with himself.
He flashes his boyfriend a playful grin followed by a wink. "Sexy."
He falls into a stance himself, dark eyes focused along his lover. With Finn's permission he takes a swing at the other man.
Finn only just has enough time to stop grinning at Poe and focus before the swing comes. It's faster than he expected, but he's still able to dodge out of the way quickly enough.
He steps to the side and decides to make his own swing at Poe. It's not the best that he could do, basically kid-gloves, but he's still just testing the waters.
Poe makes a mental note of Finn's quick movements. He's fast with his own punches but Poe didn't expect any less. However, he's noticed that Finn seems to be holding himself back at bit, fair enough.
He dodges Finn's attack with his own swiftness, his body moving with an elegant speed. He flashes Finn a little grin before bidding the other man to keep coming at him.
Poe's... faster than he thought. Not that it should be a big surprise. If Poe Dameron likes anything, it's to move fast.
So Finn picks up his speed. He's less elegant than Poe, more rigid, clearly trained to move in succession of steps rather than improvising. Still, his movements are quick enough to hurt now.
He still doesn't intend to hurt Poe, of course. Just finally catch him.
It would be extremely disappointing if Poe happened to be slow with his fighting abilities. He's fast and he moves with a different kind of elegance. He's certainly has a full understanding with how his own body moves and its almost as though he's one with it by the way he twistes and dodges every swing Finn comes at him with.
Finn's attacks are strong, Poe can almost feel the strength radiating off Finn's swift punches but Poe easily blocks all that are thrown at him. Poe wasn't surprised by his secret boyfriend's energy, speed or strength. It fit Finn perfectly.
There comes a point Poe ducks gracefully at one of Finn's attacks, catches him by the wrist and within seconds has that same arm pinned. He grins and gives Finn a playful wink.
"Damn, you're fast sweetheart."
He releases the other man's arm and they fall right back into this dance of attacks, he continues to skillfully and easily block each punch.
He's fast? Poe is- Well. It's not that Poe's faster, per se. It's like he's water. Dodging and blocking every hit before it can come close to landing. It's... kind of incredible.
Where had he learned this?
Does he have the Force?
Why did they never talk about this?
Well, Finn's smart enough to know that he's not getting anywhere. He backs off and changes tactics. Instead of trying for punches, he puts his whole body to the task. If he can punch, kick, grab, or even just connect with Poe on his own terms, that'd be... something.
"How-" He's panting but he's got to know. "Where'd you learn this?"
It took Poe some time and patience to both learn and control how his body moved. It had not been a simple task, it took a great deal of training but Poe had always been a fast, skilled learner. He's always had that drive pulsing wildly within his veins. In the end he learned how to properly be one with his movements and calculate what the other person's next move might be.
It was an ability that never faded, it stayed with him even after he had joined the Resistance. Perhaps because it was a skill that had been embedded so deeply into him? There are certain aspects of Poe's past that he hasn't really touched based on, his past is pretty much a mystery to those around him. Although Finn has been quick to catch onto the sketchy things Poe is so talented at accomplishing and knowing.
Finn isn't going to touch/catch him unless Poe allows him to do so.
Another swift twist and Poe has both Finn's arms locked against his chest, A small smirk lingers along his lips.
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But sometimes, the heat was actually okay. Like now, in the middle of the night, alone in his bunk, mostly naked, and leaned back on the bed to sit against the wall. There would probably not be any sleeping tonight, reasons for which had little to do with the weather, but he sat there with his eyes closed all the same.
It was... peaceful.
For now. While Rey adapted to this climate with hardly a blink, Poe hadn't seemed to like it at all. He kind of expected the other man to barge in and start complaining any moment... Looked forward to it, actually.
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The heat only frustrated the pilot and often made him uncomfortable being in such a muggy climate. The humidity alone left his skin feeling sticky and damp, his clothes would often stick to his skin. He also found it very difficult to focus in briefings when the weather was so damn unbearable.
Poe Dameron officially hated Ajan Kloss.
Finn had expected right because the moment Poe was finally free of all meetings and briefings be came bursting through Finn's door in full annoyance. "Still not a word from anyone regarding the General's distress signal back on Crait" He begins while his hands move to tug impatiently at the buttons along the collar of his shirt.
"Guess we shouldn't be so surprised", he adds as he pulls at more buttons, finally pulls the fabric up and over his head. This heat is so ungodly it even irritates the parts of skin his necklace rests against. "And why in the hell is this damn planet so damn hot!"
The last part almost comes out as a defeated whimper.
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"If anyone was going to answer with aid, they would have by now," Finn answers the unasked question, eventually pulling his eyes up from Poe's chest. "Right now, no one wants to anger the First Order, risk causing harm to themselves."
It was logical but still things that were hard to swallow. Finn didn't like it much either.
"But, to answer your actual question... maybe Ajan Kloss just likes you shirtless?"
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Finn makes a valid point but that doesn't ease the blow that no one reached out to them when they needed help the most. Poe understood that fear but the Resistance needed allies, the war would be difficult to win without any type of aid.
"Maybe everyone just gave up?" It's a fact Poe doesn't like admitting but maybe everyone was more than just afraid.
Finn's reply has him lifting an eyebrow before he tilts his head slightly. "Mmmm. You sure that's not more you?"
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He leans forward off of the wall, resting his arms in his folded lap. He's smiling, at least. "But I never said that I was complaining. This planet's and my own interests are pretty aligned."
Maybe it'd be best if they didn't talk about the war. Maybe that should all be kept beyond that door. The last thing Finn wanted was for Poe to have to carry those emotions home with him.
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"Maybe we won't. Maybe we really are alone in this?" It was a negative outlook but lately nearly everyone felt beaten down. They needed time to recover and rebuild.
Dark eyes fell along Finn in amusement and arousal. His hands move to rest along his hips, he gives his lover a bit of a look. "You enjoy this hell of a planet because it makes me shed my clothes."
Poe really did try his best to keep their relationship and the war as separate as he could. Finn didn't like talking about it much when they were alone, they both got enough of the action first hand.
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He opened his arms to Poe, silently asking for him to come closer, maybe even come sit or cuddle or something. The heat was never bad enough for him to not want his lover close. Especially when he looked like that, practically glowing with a light sheen of sweat.
"I'm a simple guy. I believe in people and I love how you look on this planet when we're alone."
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Poe didn't want to think about any of that right now.
Not when Finn made such a delicious picture sitting along his bed in hardly anything at all. How he could he honestly deny Finn his affection when he looked extremely adorable with his arms parted like that?
Ugh. Cheater. He's trying to be hot and moody here.
He takes his time making his way over to those strong, muscular arms. That's the fun of the game now isn't it?
"Gross and sticky?"
Once he's finally close, he leans down to press a kiss upon Finn's forehead.
i have to head to bed once again lol night!
"I have to ask, though," he continues, leaning away then up to kiss him on the lips. "Just how tired are you?"
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"That's typically due to other activities that isn't a planet that feels like hell."
He makes a soft noise against Finn's lips, one that's eager and deep with want. A hand gently cups Finn's cheek so that he can return the kiss with that need and tenderness.
"It's hot as all hell. I'm not going to sleep anytime soon."
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It's... a bit of a question. He knows that Poe's almost always ready to go (more so than Finn, usually), but what he had in mind was not going to cool them off. But his hands did rub up and down Poe's ribs, his kisses light just beneath his chest. A little bit of a tease, mostly just telling him that he was all right with anything.
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It certainly wasn't going to cool the both of them off, actually it would make them all the hotter but that was a risk Poe was willing to take if it meant having Finn trembling and whimpering beneath him in pleasure.
"Any ideas?" Two could play at this teasing game and it was enjoyable when they both did. Muffled noises begin to softly leave his lips at those kisses.
It wasn't fair that Finn knew nearly all his weak spots.
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Finn smiled and looked up at him again, already feeling pretty smug.
"We could cool off with a nice shower and I can pin you to the wall... unless you want to pin me to this bed right now."
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thanks lol ♥♥♥♥♥
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sorry for the short one! lol
Its okies! Short replies are perfectly fine! :D 😊
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i am sooooooooo sick rn so im sorry for slower than usual replies lol
Re: i am sooooooooo sick rn so im sorry for slower than usual replies lol
♥♥ Hope you feel better soon, too!!!
Thank you 💕
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i live!!
GLOMPS :D
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These two fools are a damn mess. I love it 💕
they're precious!!!!!
Yes they are!
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Sparring!
Though, he has no idea how much hand-to-hand combat training a pilot gets. In the First Order, it was hardly any. Here, there had to be some. Maybe he should go easy on the other man at first, feel him out a little.
Finn's already on the mat, dressed comfortably in some of Poe's old clothes, stretching his neck and shoulders. He's also smiling. This is going to be a fun time, he figures. Getting sweaty and physical with Poe was usually fun. "Still up for this?"
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Poe had this deep fear that Finn and himself could become seperated at any time during battle, a mission, anything. He knew Finn could handle his own but a little training never hurt anyone.
The scheduled sparring time was set in the morning, right after his small meeting with the General. He arrived just as promised, dressed comfortably himself. He couldn't hold back the smile on his face as he admired Finn in some of his old clothes. Seeing his boyfriend in anything of his was a turn on but he would focus on getting Finn out of them later.
"You aren't getting nervous on me, are you?"
He asks the question with a raised eyebrow and a small grin. He then leans forward so that he can steal a kiss.
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He hadn't been able to get much training in with another person since leaving the Order. Training on his own was fine but having someone with you helped so much. Only, he wasn't exactly used to sparring with a pilot.
But that was okay. They likely knew different things they could teach other. Plus, he... kind of expected Poe not to be as good at him at hand-to-hand. But that just made this better. Poe wasn't the only one that worried about his lover. If Finn could help with anything to ensure Poe survived this war, then he was going to do it.
He rotated his shoulder again, making sure his back was up for this. It was but being limber never hurt anyone. "How should we start?"
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Poe got in his own training when he was able, sometimes it wasn't as much as he liked but he worked with the time he was given when he had it. He was curious about Finn's fighting style, what his boyfriend had been taught during his time as a stormtrooper and he wanted to know how Finn's body moved during combat.
This was also the perfect way to learn from each other, teach each other knew fighting techniques. If all else fails they would at least have each other worked up enough to have sex soon after. It was a win/win either way.
"What are you comfortable with?" It was a question Poe would often ask his lover, mainly because he wanted Finn to feel safe and comfortable within the environment and mostly with him.
Call it love.
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"I want to see what you can do." He smiled while saying it but was no less serious.
Finn rolled his shoulders again and took a loose stance. Since he didn't know what Poe could throw at him, he planned to be ready for anything. "You make the first move. Come at me."
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He flashes his boyfriend a playful grin followed by a wink. "Sexy."
He falls into a stance himself, dark eyes focused along his lover. With Finn's permission he takes a swing at the other man.
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He steps to the side and decides to make his own swing at Poe. It's not the best that he could do, basically kid-gloves, but he's still just testing the waters.
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He dodges Finn's attack with his own swiftness, his body moving with an elegant speed. He flashes Finn a little grin before bidding the other man to keep coming at him.
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So Finn picks up his speed. He's less elegant than Poe, more rigid, clearly trained to move in succession of steps rather than improvising. Still, his movements are quick enough to hurt now.
He still doesn't intend to hurt Poe, of course. Just finally catch him.
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Finn's attacks are strong, Poe can almost feel the strength radiating off Finn's swift punches but Poe easily blocks all that are thrown at him. Poe wasn't surprised by his secret boyfriend's energy, speed or strength. It fit Finn perfectly.
There comes a point Poe ducks gracefully at one of Finn's attacks, catches him by the wrist and within seconds has that same arm pinned. He grins and gives Finn a playful wink.
"Damn, you're fast sweetheart."
He releases the other man's arm and they fall right back into this dance of attacks, he continues to skillfully and easily block each punch.
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Where had he learned this?
Does he have the Force?
Why did they never talk about this?
Well, Finn's smart enough to know that he's not getting anywhere. He backs off and changes tactics. Instead of trying for punches, he puts his whole body to the task. If he can punch, kick, grab, or even just connect with Poe on his own terms, that'd be... something.
"How-" He's panting but he's got to know. "Where'd you learn this?"
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It was an ability that never faded, it stayed with him even after he had joined the Resistance. Perhaps because it was a skill that had been embedded so deeply into him? There are certain aspects of Poe's past that he hasn't really touched based on, his past is pretty much a mystery to those around him. Although Finn has been quick to catch onto the sketchy things Poe is so talented at accomplishing and knowing.
Finn isn't going to touch/catch him unless Poe allows him to do so.
Another swift twist and Poe has both Finn's arms locked against his chest, A small smirk lingers along his lips.
"Learn what?"
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I HOPE YOURE FEELING BETTER D: ♥♥♥
Tbh not really, not at all but thank you 💕 I'm.....trying to hang in there.
:( I'm so sorry you're going through all of that ♥♥♥
It's rough and extremely stressful. I really hope things start looking up 💕
I'm late to this but I do, too. Apparently parts of the US is starting to level so... /HUGS/
My fear is just finding a job ASAP. *HUGGLES*
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Sorry this is so late. This depression bs SUCKS!!!! I don't like it! 😡
if it's any help, i'm late here, too :(
I'm just an emotional mess :(
uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuugh :c
Just 😥😢😭
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That icon is precious/pitiful AF!!!!!
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He's so fucking adorable I can't!!!!
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