Poe mumbles an acknowledgment that sounds vaguely like Aye, sir as he strips the flight suit off completely and Finn leaves.
Naked, he wanders to the showers, turns one on as hot as it'll go, and leans against the wall, just letting the water run over him and drip from his hair. He does get that washed, at least, he's quick and efficient even if he's not moving his fastest. But then he just leans, since there's no point in getting out of the water until the clothes come back.
"Poe? We got your pajamas out here when you're ready." Sure is steamy in here. Finn can't wait until he can take a nice, hot shower again - sonic showers are fine but it's just not the same, and the heat feels good on his back.
He doesn't mention what else he saw in Poe's room, though. No, he is not going to think about it when Poe is this close and naked. Definitey not.
...It's a very good thing he won't be walking down the halls in just a towel, Finn concludes.
He barely hears Finn over the spray of the shower and the drone of his own heartbeat, but the sound is welcome, even if the idea of turning off the water isn't. "Okay," he calls. Water off, he shivers and grabs a towel, wrapping it loosely around his hips before stepping back into the locker room. "Thanks for getting those," he says, smoothing his dripping hair back with the hand not currently holding the towel in place. "Both of you."
"No problem, Poe." Nobody raised in a military environment is shy about showers, but Finn does take a moment to covertly check out his friend's body - and sees with relief his injuries are in fact all minor (though the bruises are starting to get rather spectacular). "Feel better? I can already tell you smell better."
Well, no, not really, but it's the kind of thing you say in situations like this. Besides, he looks better, even if he's still not as coordinated as he is when fully awake.
"Yeah, I think I can stand being in the same room as myself now."
He sees no reason to be shy, just dries himself off as briskly as he can manage and then slips on his pajamas. Shoes can wait. "Thanks for waiting. Really."
Because he probably would have fallen asleep in the shower if Finn hadn't. "Okay, bed for me, and then you can get back to that pack of animals that calls itself my squadton. Don't let Jess and Kare mess with you too much."
Or trust anything they say about me. Tempting, but too suspicious.
He's still got to get back to his bunk before Finn will consider it a success, but Poe at least looks like he'll be able to make the walk. He'd better escort him anyway, not that BB-8 can't handle it, but--that's what you do for friends, isn't it? So he starts walking back with Poe.
"They're all right. You got a good crew watching your back. Does Jess really keep a stuffed reptavian in her ship?" Gossip about the pilots is wild, and he doesn't believe more than half of it. Some of it is probably based in reality, though....
Poe probably could make it back just fine on his own, but since Finn is there, well... Can't blame a guy for wanting to lean on his buddy, right? Nice, warm buddy in a cool hallway.
"Got a lot of good people at my back." Including Finn. Well, at his side right now. "Yup. Under her seat, for good luck. And if you tell her I told you that, I will steal it and make sure she finds it in your closet."
Can't blame a guy at all. Not that Finn likes how physical Poe gets with him or anything. Not that Poe is the entire reason he even has this new life to begin with. Not that he's trying very, very hard not to think about what exactly was in Poe's underwear drawer besides underwear.
Definitely not.
"So, uh, let me know when you get your new orders? And if you think it'll help, I can put in a word with the General that you'd be all right with some downtime." Because, amazingly, the General actually values his opinion. He'd be loyal to her for that alone, even if she wasn't already a legend in her own right.
Poe's been careful about not being too physical, but Finn has always seemed to really be in for hugs. Probably needs them, and Poe's more than happy to supply them. (Though that's why he's being careful about boundaries, since he's betting Finn hasn't gotten a whole lot of... anything... from a young age.)
Orders? Oh. Finn, already thinking ahead. "You bet," he says. "What? Nah. I'll ask her if I can have some down time." He hates to feel like he's leaving anyone in a lurch, but he also knows himself well enough to know that he needs some off time if he can be spared.
He probably shouldn't... nah. Finn had said he wanted to have leave together. "You should put a word in for yourself though, right? Since we kind of made plans and all."
Just two friends hanging out on leave. Nothing more than that. Buddies do it all the time.
A whole lot of any kind of physical contact? Not at all. They were designed to be loyal to the First Order above all - even above their own squad. Leaving a friend behind would never happen, because there were no friends.
"You first," he says, though he starts to grin. "If you get the time off, I'll ask. No guarantees, though. I haven't been here long." Even though he's pretty sure he'd get it if he asked. He's still on light duty thanks to medical anyway.
It would be nice to go on leave with Poe, though. He knows how it all works.
"Okay, okay, have it your way," Poe says, chuckling. "I'll let you know what the General says tomorrow." He's pretty sure Finn will get the time off if he asks. Finn shouldn't even really be working right now.
And here they are at his room. He doesn't need to lean on Finn this much, but he's going to do it anyway as he gets over to his bed. He drops into it with a long sigh.
"All right." His main problem is that he gets antsy if he's not helping somehow, not doing something. Even light duty is enough to keep him busy - and besides, to learn how to fit in he has to try. Luckily, learning how to go on leave properly counts as both doing something and fitting in.
He helps Poe down to the bed and gives him one last hand-squeeze. "You get some sleep, Poe. I'll see you when you wake up."
It's a problem both of them share, which is why Finn trying to get Poe to take leave is particularly funny.
Just squeeze his hand, dummy. Don't get weird at him, Poe tells himself sternly. But it's nice. He gives Finn's hand a squeeze in return and then squirms under his blanket. "Goodnight, buddy," he mumbles into his pillow, eyes already closed even though he's half out from under the blanket. "'night, BB-8."
BB-8 bumps Finn slightly and then extends his manipulator arm to try to tug the corner of the blanket over Poe's leg.
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Naked, he wanders to the showers, turns one on as hot as it'll go, and leans against the wall, just letting the water run over him and drip from his hair. He does get that washed, at least, he's quick and efficient even if he's not moving his fastest. But then he just leans, since there's no point in getting out of the water until the clothes come back.
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He doesn't mention what else he saw in Poe's room, though. No, he is not going to think about it when Poe is this close and naked. Definitey not.
...It's a very good thing he won't be walking down the halls in just a towel, Finn concludes.
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Well, no, not really, but it's the kind of thing you say in situations like this. Besides, he looks better, even if he's still not as coordinated as he is when fully awake.
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He sees no reason to be shy, just dries himself off as briskly as he can manage and then slips on his pajamas. Shoes can wait. "Thanks for waiting. Really."
Because he probably would have fallen asleep in the shower if Finn hadn't. "Okay, bed for me, and then you can get back to that pack of animals that calls itself my squadton. Don't let Jess and Kare mess with you too much."
Or trust anything they say about me. Tempting, but too suspicious.
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"They're all right. You got a good crew watching your back. Does Jess really keep a stuffed reptavian in her ship?" Gossip about the pilots is wild, and he doesn't believe more than half of it. Some of it is probably based in reality, though....
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"Got a lot of good people at my back." Including Finn. Well, at his side right now. "Yup. Under her seat, for good luck. And if you tell her I told you that, I will steal it and make sure she finds it in your closet."
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Definitely not.
"So, uh, let me know when you get your new orders? And if you think it'll help, I can put in a word with the General that you'd be all right with some downtime." Because, amazingly, the General actually values his opinion. He'd be loyal to her for that alone, even if she wasn't already a legend in her own right.
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Orders? Oh. Finn, already thinking ahead. "You bet," he says. "What? Nah. I'll ask her if I can have some down time." He hates to feel like he's leaving anyone in a lurch, but he also knows himself well enough to know that he needs some off time if he can be spared.
He probably shouldn't... nah. Finn had said he wanted to have leave together. "You should put a word in for yourself though, right? Since we kind of made plans and all."
Just two friends hanging out on leave. Nothing more than that. Buddies do it all the time.
He is in so much trouble.
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"You first," he says, though he starts to grin. "If you get the time off, I'll ask. No guarantees, though. I haven't been here long." Even though he's pretty sure he'd get it if he asked. He's still on light duty thanks to medical anyway.
It would be nice to go on leave with Poe, though. He knows how it all works.
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And here they are at his room. He doesn't need to lean on Finn this much, but he's going to do it anyway as he gets over to his bed. He drops into it with a long sigh.
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He helps Poe down to the bed and gives him one last hand-squeeze. "You get some sleep, Poe. I'll see you when you wake up."
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Just squeeze his hand, dummy. Don't get weird at him, Poe tells himself sternly. But it's nice. He gives Finn's hand a squeeze in return and then squirms under his blanket. "Goodnight, buddy," he mumbles into his pillow, eyes already closed even though he's half out from under the blanket. "'night, BB-8."
BB-8 bumps Finn slightly and then extends his manipulator arm to try to tug the corner of the blanket over Poe's leg.