"Oh my God, just shut up," he screamed inwardly.
His face twitched with irritation, his patience wearing thinner by the second.
After a moment, he forcefully pushed all distracting thoughts aside and shifted his full attention back to Orion.
Without giving himself much time to think, Finn reached forward and gently cupped Orion's face with both hands.
Orion visibly froze.
The movement was so sudden that even his breathing seemed to hitch.
Their eyes locked instantly.
Finn studied Orion carefully, his brows knitting together with concern.
"Were you injured?" Finn asked softly, his voice carrying a hint of worry.
He tilted his head slightly, inspecting Orion's face as if searching for any hidden wounds.
Orion swallowed hard.
Then Finn's gaze unintentionally drifted lower.
To Orion's lips.
And just like that...
Memories from the palace came flooding back with brutal timing.
Finn stiffened internally.
Oh no. Not now.
Heat immediately rushed to his ears.
