Poe was pretty satisfied as it was - the embrace even more an affirmation than the words had been, and he had folded easily into it, closing his eyes and breathing deep--

And then Finn spoke again.

The rush was so immediate - a surge so great that it took his breath and trapped it in his chest just under his heart as it slammed against his ribs. He didn't really know two words could mean that much to him - hadn't really known how badly he'd needed to hear them, despite everything. How perfect it felt, slotted into his heart.

It took a whole half a minute before he even thought to do anything, the smile so hidden and so wide that he was sure Finn could feel it as he turned his lips up, pressing them against Finn's adam apple.

"... Yeah. I'm yours, Finn."