The blush was so fierce that he could see it, and his heart thudded, skipping a beat just to thud harder on the second.

He didn't wince, when Finn touched the torn skin, though his lips parted as if he was about to say something.

And he almost did, it was there, right on the tip of his tongue, half way between teasing him again and an earnest confession, and the conflict just ended up in him not saying anything at all - and instead leaning down, sliding a hand around the back of Finn's neck, and pulling him into a deep, searching kiss.