It stole his breath a moment, Finn taking his hand. Even as he tried to control his reaction, he knew it was too late. His eyes widened, darting to Rey, but catching her eye only made it worse. His heart... Kriff... It was thumping like he was in the middle of a good dogfight. And the most messed up part was that as nervous as this made him, he was enjoying the physical and emotional contact with the other two in that moment.

"I..." He wet his bottom lip, his fingers flexing and readjusting the hold on Finn's hand. "It's okay to have secrets."

This felt so intimate, even if it was just hand holding. Even if he was just holding Rey's gaze steadily and not looking away. Even if he was gently squeezing Finn's hand tighter. It was nothing. Just his perceptions and hopes, nothing more.

"I thought maybe you and Finn were having a moment."