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"Hey, so, did you know that you project?"
Finn freezes, and stares up at Poe with a deer in the headlights look. He knows immediately what Poe is talking about because Kylo's made mention of liking it when Finn cums because he doesn't quite have control yet. He'd thought... Oh no. Oh no.
Poe realises that maybe he shouldn't have just blurted it out like that because now Finn is ducking his head, looking too embarrassed to even say anything.
"Oh, buddy, no need to be embarrassed about it. A lot of people have sex."
Which is the wrong thing to say because Finn makes a soft, embarrassed sound and almost falls over trying to run away from Poe and everyone else in the caf, because no, no, no, no!
When Finn tells Kylo about the conversation, when he finds him and drags him from whatever the hell he was doing with the x-wings, the man's response is, of course, as unhelpful as ever.
"So what if you project? Let them hear our love."
Unhelpful! Terrible! Annoying!
So, Finn goes to find Rey. He could go find Luke, who has far more experience and skill with the force, but hell no, absolutely not! So he searches for Rey, and then waits for her to come back from whatever mountain expedition Luke sent her on to find the force or whatever it is Luke does. He had exactly one lesson with Luke before Kylo, the drama queen that he is, came storming in and glaring at everyone like someone insulted his mother. So now he only has lessons with Kylo, or Rey, who doesn't allow herself to get bullied by Kylo.
"I need your help," Finn says, the moment she walks back into the compound. He's holding a tray of food and a bowl of soapy water. Rey gives him a look but then nods, washing her hands and taking the tray.
They find a quiet table and sit down together. Rey tucks into the meal he saved for her.
"So?" she says around a sandwich.
"Apparently," Finn begins, "apparently, I pr-project."
Rey pauses, frowning, a little confused. She know he does, she's tried helping him not project his emotions so much before. That's nothing new.
"When me and Kylo... you know."
Another moment and then Rey is laughing.
"Rey," Finn whines, hiding behind his hands. She continues eating, still giggling and snorting.
"Who told?" she finally asks.
"You knew?!" Finn demands. He's so embarrassed right now he wishes the earth would open up and swallow him whole.
"Almost everyone knows. I thought it was a kink or something. Because you were already aware that you project your emotions. I just figured you and Kylo liked everyone knowing."
"Rey," Finn whines again, dropping his head in his arms that are now on the table. He's dying inside. Absolutely dying.
"It's not your fault," Rey says, placing her hand on his shoulder gently. "If anything, Kylo should've been blocking the projection."
"He doesn't care," Finn mumbles, still hiding in his arms. "I would've also thought so, but he doesn't care that I'm projecting."
"Of course, he doesn't," Rey says with a roll of her eyes.
Finn's head suddenly snaps up and Rey almost jumps back in surprise. "Luke knows," Finn whispers. "Rey. Rey!"
She's laughing again, finishing off her sandwich. "Everyone knows. Luke, Leia, and I, and anyone else with a lick of force sensitivity just know a little more."
Finn drops his head with a soft thump against the table, groaning like he's dying. "Why would nobody tell me this?"
"Because we all assumed you knew. Finn, you and Kylo have kinks, we all know that."
"Rey," Finn whines against the table because what does she mean everyone knows you and Kylo have kinks. He hides those from the public. At least he thought so. He groans.
"We thought this was just one of them. I would've told you before if I'd known."
"Why would anyone allow this?" Finn asks the table.
"Because Kylo makes everything irritating otherwise," Rey says simply.
"Reeeeey."
Rey giggles, but then composes herself. "Look. If it bothers you that much I'll help you practice."
"How? You've been helping with the other emotions and that's great, but this one... Rey!"
"I'll beat Kyle into helping."
"You will?" Finn sounds too hopeful. Shows how desperate he is.
"Sure," Rey says easily, shrugging. "I've been meaning to get a rematch from the last time we practiced. Now I'll be extra motivated!"
Poe finds them, and drops down beside Finn. He pats his back. Finn looks at him with sad eyes.
"Oh, buddy," Poe says, "don't feel bad. We didn't mind. And anyone that did usually made themselves scarce."
"But they shouldn't have had to do all that," Finn whines. He's still so embarrassed.
"They didn't mind. And you and Crylo usually make yourselves scarce, so really, one time every few weeks isn't that big a deal."
Finn ignored the name because that's a fight between Kylo and Poe and says, "You sure?"
"Yeah, buddy. You do you. And if it really bothers you that much I'll beat Kylo into blocking your projections."
"You will?"
"Been meaning to beat his ass. It's been a while. Now I have a reason."
Finn shakes his head, but feels maybe a little better. Not about his best friends wanting to beat his fiancé, but about helping. At least he can always count on them for that.