"Yeah?" The tone is a little teasing, but he can't help it. The stumbling, bumbling way Finn has when he is overwhelmed and a little embarrassed is past endearing and into the ridiculously charming, and it makes it impossible for Poe to keep from grinning stupidly.
"I'll put it down in my mission log."
He is now completely in snuggle mode, and a leg is moving to thread itself between Finn's, not really caring that his elbow is brushing into something rather sticky.
"I'll just fill in every date from now until the sun explodes."
They were going to be glued together in a not really pleasant way in an hour or so, but Finn's not going to mention it. They'd already had the shower and all, and his head was too full of the next mission to bother with the flaw in that logic.
As Poe snuggled in, his hand slid lower to move in a soft line between his shoulder blades, more than content to be the pillow for the night. Less movement would probably be for the best, anyway.
"How 'about, ah, until war ends? After Starkiller, seems way further away than stars getting put out."
no subject
"I'll put it down in my mission log."
He is now completely in snuggle mode, and a leg is moving to thread itself between Finn's, not really caring that his elbow is brushing into something rather sticky.
"I'll just fill in every date from now until the sun explodes."
no subject
As Poe snuggled in, his hand slid lower to move in a soft line between his shoulder blades, more than content to be the pillow for the night. Less movement would probably be for the best, anyway.
"How 'about, ah, until war ends? After Starkiller, seems way further away than stars getting put out."
no subject
"Better be careful with that," He murmured, still smiling. "Or I'll end up sabotaging war efforts."