we are all broken
Still happy to stand with Tobi wrapped in his arms, Finn hums a note of confusion to find her twisting in them, and he has to loosen his grip a little to make room for her to stand. He, of course, is very concerned about her propriety now that he isn't fucking her up against a tree (for lack of a more eloquent description), and even as she searches his expression, he's absently adjusting her dress and smoothing it down for her.
"Yes. I do," he says, smiling as he hears the words pass his lips a second time, this one with much more conviction. Leaning into her hand, Tobi will find only the warmest storms brewing in Finn's eyes, ones that promise a downpour that washes everything clean. "How could I not? You are... you have accepted me in a way that no one else ever has. I feel like myself around you, even when I don't feel like it alone. You make me want to be better, but not because there is anything wrong with me. And I love you."
"Yes. I do," he says, smiling as he hears the words pass his lips a second time, this one with much more conviction. Leaning into her hand, Tobi will find only the warmest storms brewing in Finn's eyes, ones that promise a downpour that washes everything clean. "How could I not? You are... you have accepted me in a way that no one else ever has. I feel like myself around you, even when I don't feel like it alone. You make me want to be better, but not because there is anything wrong with me. And I love you."
that’s how the light gets in
