Tranquil

kyberfox:

Inspired by @artesmalae‘s Finnpoe art piece.

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There are quiet moments, even in a war.

Such as now at the end of a long day, where Finn lies in Poe’s lap, head leaned against his lover’s chest.

His eyes are closed and he feels how his head rises and falls every time Poe draws a breath. The slow, regular movement is soothing, as is Poe’s hand that rests on top of Finn’s chest, just above his heart. The other cups the back of Finn’s head, fingers curved around the back of his scalp. Not caressing, just resting there, its warmth seeping into the back of Finn’s skull as it lends support and prevents Finn from getting a crick in his neck.

Finn’s own breath is slow and getting steadier by the minute as the stress of the day bleeds out of him. With a sigh his snuggles closer, a brief smile flitting across his lips.

“Comfortable?” Poe asks.

Finn’s only answer is a soft hum and a slightly wider smile, that lingers a bit longer before his face again relaxes back into a neutral expression.

Poe laughs softly and brushes a kiss across Finn’s forehead.

Finn hums agreeably.

He knows he should get up and get changed for bed, but lying here against Poe is too damn comfortable. Maybe in a little while.

Or maybe not. Finn feels Poe shift beneath him, he too getting comfortable on the bed, shifting Finn closer so they fit better together.

Maybe they will just sleep like this, fully dressed, and make use of these few moments of tranquil that they’ve found to get some much needed rest.