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"I'm serious, Finn, I'm fine." But her face told a different story. Her skin was drawn to her features, paler than usual. She was tired, far more tired than usual, with her body being accustomed to hard training sessions as a Jedi.
"You have a fever," He answered, "You've never been somewhere this cold, or with this many people." He stood by the sink, ringing out a rag in his hands. Pulled around his shoulders was his own jacket, similar to the one Poe had given him, which lay folded by his bunk where it had been slashed by Kylo Ren. The scar along his back tingled when he thought of it, but he let the shudder pass through him, and folded the damp cloth. Rey was sick, and was being far too resistive.
"And you're being ridiculous; I have to go train." She tried to stand, her body not quite cooperating, and she fell back into the couch. He gave her a knowing look, eyebrows perked; and she groaned in protest before pushing back on the couch, falling into the cushions. A few moments later, even though her eyes were closed, she could feel the cold compress being placed gently on her head.
She had to admit, it felt amazing; along with Finn's gentle fingers as he moved the hair off of her forehead to take her temperature with the official monitor he had taken from the deck. She didn't like when other people touched her, or were too close to her, something that Luke had learned to respect during her training. But if she had to be honest, she didn't mind his touch. He hands were strong when he would put his hand on her shoulder as he ran past her in the hallway; his hands were soft when he would hand her different things from around the base, or pull her out of the way of pilots who ran by them as they walked through the halls. And now, she could feel the soft callouses from years of blaster shooting that covered the tips of his fingers as he moved the rag on her head and pulled a blanket up to cover her, his fingers running on her bare shoulders.
"You don't have to do anything, I already got the all clear from Skywalker." He said, smiling down at her as she blinked up at him. He moved away then, rifling through the icebox he kept in his room. She could hear the clinking of ice, and even though she was sniffling through thick congestion, she could smell the sharp tang of Muja fruit juice, her favorite food she had encountered off of Jakku.
He set it next to her, complete with a straw to make it easier to drink. She could feel her fever more strongly now, the dark purples and red of the glass swirling together heavily as she lay and watched them. "I'm going to do some work while you get some rest." He said, and she nodded, already blinking off into tiredness.
Later, she was wasn't sure how much, she heard shuffling in the room. She tried to blink her eyes open, but she was exhausted still and couldn't move, panic starting to set in. Until a soft, strong hand touched the side of her face, and she felt a gentle kiss on her forehead. "Goodnight, Rey." She heard him whisper. "I'll be right here." She heard more shuffling, fading into sleep again before it was done.
She blinked her eyes open, the room still dark. At some point, her fever had broken, and though she was still tired, she could feel the relief at being able to be awake without the chills and sweat that the night before had offered. She turned on the bed, pulling back the blanket, and looked around. It was still dark, only the wee hours of the morning, and all of the lights were off while the room seemed still around her.
She blinked, shifting to get more comfortable and return to sleep, when she saw Finn. He was sitting in the only chair in the room, fast asleep, his jacket covering him like a blanket. It couldn't have been comfortable, and she felt guilty she had done it just for her; but she knew if she woke him, he wouldn't leave. So she burrowed down, letting her recovering body fade more into sleep, allowing herself the freedom of pleasant dreams of his touch and the small kiss he had placed to her forehead.