"Don’t think about Finn finding out that Rey is pregnant and definitely don’t think about the expression on his face" CAN YOU WRITE THIS PLEASE
YES. YES I CAN. THANK U. ________________________________________ She doesn’t really know what his reaction is going to be.
It’s not like they haven’t spoken about having children before; it’s always been what they wanted, what they planned on doing, but their plan was always for it to happen in the future. When they haven’t just finished a war within the entire galaxy, the two of them at the forefront; when they’ve been together for a little bit longer with more experience of life outside of battling for life.
As shocked and surprised as she is, Rey is kind of happy about this. No, actually, she’s ecstatic. Terrified, wondering how they’re going to do this, and slightly unsure, yes. But also excited and thrilled and just glowing about the fact that she’s carrying a child. Her and Finn are going to have a child; their child, and it’s going to change their lives. She’s happy.
Now she just to tell Finn. (And maybe catch him when he faints).
“Finn?” Rey says as he walks in to their room. He closes the door behind him and smiles at her.
Rey bites her lip. She doesn’t know why she’s so nervous. It’s not like he’s going to be angry or leave her or do anything terrible. Finn would never do that. It’s just…she doesn’t want him to be upset. (She’s sure that, if Rey had told Leia, she would have assured Rey that being nervous for this kind of news is natural).
As Finn heads towards where she’s sitting on their bed, his brow slowly furrows. “Rey?” He questions cautiously. “Is…everything okay?”
Rey realises that her hand is sitting against her stomach, and she gingerly pulls it away in favour of patting the bed beside her.
“Can you sit for a minute? I…I need to tell you something.”
Nodding, Finn sits down beside her and puts his hand on her thigh, thumb smoothing over her trousers as he looks at her with a frown still on his features.
He waits patiently for her to speak, and Rey is so grateful for that. Gently, Rey places her hand on top of his and releases a small, hesitant smile before looking away for a brief moment. When she looks back, she meets his eyes, and her face is serious.
“I…Finn, I…I’m pregnant.”
Rey had expected a long pause of silence followed by him either fainting or being weirdly calm about it. But instead, his face is a picture, and Rey’s heart swells with love at the sight of it.
Instantly, his features lift; eyebrows raise, eyes light up, and his lips spread in to the biggest grin she’s ever seen on his lips. In fact, she doesn’t think she’s ever seen him so happy. It’s a face of pure happiness; he’s glowing. Everything about him looks brighter than she’s ever known.
“You’re serious?” He asks through the grin, and he’s holding himself up a little tighter as if he’s ready to start jumping up and down in glee.
“Yes. I’m pregnant, Finn.”
Finn does start jumping up and down then, except it’s kind of contained and he’s still sitting on the bed, and Rey is giggling at him before long.
“So you’re happy then?” She asks, her own lips spread in to a grin now too. At first he doesn’t say anything; his reply is throwing himself forward and wrapping his arms around her, holding her so tight, and soon her arms around him in return.
He buries his head in to her neck and she does the same to him.
“Yes,” he finally says, his voice merely a husky whisper, and Rey can hear the smile. “I’m so happy.”
Rey laughs, holding him tighter. “I’m so glad.”
“Wait,” Finn pulls away from her but keeps his face up at hers, and he reaches out to brush the hair off her face. “You’re happy too, right? You’re okay?”
Rey’s lips break out in to a smile and she nods, for some reason feeling weirdly teary. “Yeah, Finn. I am.”
A moment passes before Finn grins and leans in to leave a kiss on her lips; soft, slow, gentle. They only pull away for a moment before kissing again, but they’re both smiling way too much for it to last properly. Tears are on Rey’s cheeks and Finn wipes them off with his thumbs. Then he kisses all over her face; her cheeks, her nose, her forehead, her temple. Peppering her face with little kisses, Finn smiles as he hears her giggling softly.
He brings his head down to kiss all over her stomach through the fabric of her top, and Rey starts laughing properly, throwing her head back, the smile on her face so wide.
“Finn,” she laughs, “that tickles.”
Smiling, Finn brings his head back up in front of hers. “Sorry,” he grins, “I’m just so happy.” His hands are on her stomach, and hers come up to sit on top of his, and they’re just smiling at each other now.
After a few moments, Rey brings her hand up to the back of his neck. “I love you.” She says, smiling.
“I love you too, Rey,” he kisses her once. “And I love our little baby.”
Rey smiles wider, rubbing her hand against the soft hair at the back of his head. “I know you do.”
Thank you SO much for asking this, and of course credit to the person who made the original post with the quote in this ask! I really hope I did this justice haha, I hope I described his facial expression well enough :’) sorry if it’s awful but I just had to write this asap bc CUTENESS.