34. hot chocolate | wolfhard

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(Y/N) waited anxiously on her and finns bed, an exhausted sigh leaving her lips.

she didn't want to do this, she didn't want to be wearing nothing other than lingerie, while waiting for her boyfriend to come back with protection.

the tall, skinny man ambled back into the bedroom. he, also was only wearing a pair of underpants. a smirk danced on his face, and she didn't have to heart to tell him she wasn't in the mood.

' just tell him, (Y/N). you know how okay he will be ' she thought to herself, but she couldn't just let him down like that.

finn had noticed the upset look on her face, and he immediately approached her.

" hey (Y/N/N), you okay? you wanna stop? " he announced swiftly, sitting himself beside her on the bed.

she gazed at him, her cheeks blushing a faint red. he wrapped an arm around her shoulder, pecking her cheek.

" look, i'm sorry finn. i'm just not really in the mood. " she whispered slowly, feeling comfort in his arms.

" hey! that's totally okay, you should have said it in the first place, i would have understood! " he spoke sweetly, smiling at her.

he stood up, " look, i'll go downstairs and make us both some hot chocolate; although you hate drinking it because it makes you feel like a child, and we can both watch netflix when i come back up. deal ? "

" i'd like that. "

he sauntered over and kissed her forehead, " i love you "

" i love you too. "


  

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short imagines is all i can write rn, i'm so sorry

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