Poe bought a ring three months after he and Finn started dating.
(aka: Poe wants to marry Finn but he's insecure as hell)
Poe had bought a ring three months after he and Finn started dating. Somehow, he'd known. He'd known, even then, that he was going to spend the rest of his life with the younger man, if Finn would have him. He'd been waiting for the right moment to propose, but it hadn't presented itself yet.
Every morning, when he went through his dresser to get his clothes, his eyes would fall on that small blue box, and he'd pause. But every morning, it didn't seem right, not yet.
So this morning when Poe looked at that ring, he closed the drawer just as he always did. It still wasn't the right time, he felt.
He'd spent the morning making pies in the back room while Jess handled the register, although every time he poked his head out to check on the shop, she was flirting with her girlfriend, Rey. When he finally finished his last batch, around noon, he came out front to hang at the counter with Rey and Jess.
"-and then Han said: 'You like that I'm a scoundrel.' You know what the General did? She elbowed him in the gut. She was blushing, though. Man, they're adorable."
Jess snorted at Rey's story. "Yeah, that's one way to put it."
Rey glared at Jess. "Some people express their love differently than others, Jessika . Poe, for example, spent eight months expressing his love through baking until Finn finally got the hint."
"I think what made Finn get the hint was when he bought him his fucking office, Rey."
"You have no sense of romance."
Jess smirked. "That's not what you said last night, honey."
Poe choked on the coffee he'd been drinking, and Rey blushed furiously, throwing her muffin at Jess. She was just starting to berate her when the door opened and Finn walked in, a tall, gangly man following him.
They sat at the counter next to Rey, and Finn introduced his companion to the group.
"Guys, this is Slip. We used to work together at First Order, before I left. He's my new client."
They all gave their greetings, then Slip spoke up. "Yeah, I got fired a few months ago. Finn represented a friend of mine, so I called him up to see if he could help with a wrongful termination suit." He gave Finn a friendly pat on the shoulder. It was too friendly for Poe's taste.
Slip stayed for lunch, laughing just a little too hard at Finn's jokes, being just a little too touchy, his hand lingering on Poe's boyfriend's arm. Poe normally wouldn't care: Finn was a beautiful man, and people flirted with him all the time. Poe could hardly blame them, having fallen for Finn's charms himself. The point is, Poe wasn't a jealous person. He just wasn't. But this...
This wasn't quite jealousy.
Slip knew Finn pretty well, had worked with him at First Order, before Poe had even met the other man. Slip was a lawyer himself, and actually understood the jargon that made Poe's brain hurt, and the dumb law jokes that Finn made that often sailed right over Poe's head. Slip made Finn laugh, and he was an open book: no mess, no complications.
So no, he wasn't feeling jealous: he was feeling insecure.
Slip was an easy, friendly guy, with no blatantly obvious baggage, who wasn't shy about showing Finn how much he liked him. If Finn hadn't quit and met Poe, they probably would have ended up dating at some point.
He knew Finn loved him, it was just - wouldn't someone like Slip be better for the younger man? Someone who could give him what he needed, who wouldn't be so needy, so reliant on his support? Someone closer to his age, who wasn't broken and world-weary like Poe?
