Finbar wasn’t sure which reaction he had expected from Cho. Most likely he hadn’t expected anything, seeing as how he hadn’t planned this. He was, though, relatively sure that surprise hadn’t been expected, and yet he found that it didn’t bother him. Cho was still Cho, his feelings for her, he found, didn’t change just because she didn’t have the words to express her own… or even if she didn’t feel the same.
When her not saying anything turned into her looking about to object, he simply blinked slowly, the adoration in his eyes not faltering. His smile broadened for a moment, before he dipped his head and kissed her softly. “It’s alright, love,” he whispered, threading their fingers and bringing their joined hands up so he could kiss the inside of her wrist. “I’m not going anywhere, and you’d still be right.”
Laying back down next to her, he pulled her closer and wrapped his arm a little tighter around her. Maybe things were moving fast, maybe his feelings had appeared faster than what was proper, but that didn’t change them, nor did it mean that he had any less time. Quite the contrary; he had all the time in the world. With a smile, he kissed the back of her naked shoulder.