"Finally."

What he wanted to do was just curl up around Poe, fall into their normal position of sleeping on the couch after a 'teaching Finn about important media' marathon. But there were the damn wires and injuries and all the other things he hated, yet on some level had to appreciate because they'd finally shaken him awake. Maybe he'd have to step back from leadership roles for a while, but the General might just understand. Of anything, she understood being emotionally compromised during the mission. They'd adjust, work through it. Instead of just turning and running because it was more difficult than he'd thought it should be.

So in the end he leaned in for one soft, chaste, actual kiss, then returned to his chair. After pulling it close enough he could keep one hand around Poe's and a leg tossed up onto the bed, of course.

"Maybe you'll listen to me every once in a while now."

He grinned as he said it, all affection. Of course Poe did listen to him- too well in the case. Finn was just usually all to eager to give in to Poe's argument instead.