BRANCE + RINNEY

Waiting Out The Storm (2)

"Let's play truth or dare"

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The other three boys had agreed to Bruce's statement and were now sitting in a circle. There was no order for the questions to be asked in, it was like popcorn reading a book in class. Vance, being the infamous chaos-starter he is, chose to ask the first question. His eyes lingered on Finn, making the other boy nervous, before he spoke in a low voice.

"Truth or dare Blake?"

Finn had to think reasonably. Reasonably, this game wasn't very reasonable. He could either pick truth and expose himself to many different things if Vance asked right, or he could pick dare and get told to do something very stupid. Finn chose to go with the latter.

"Dare."

Finn's heart dropped when Vance smiled big.

"I dare you to kiss someone in this room. Anyone at all."

Vance knew about the boy's crush on the latino boy. He also knew about the latino's crush on the boy in question.

Finn glared at Vance, who chuckled in spite of him, before gulping down his fear. He obviously wanted to kiss Robin, but he feared it would result in a lost friendship. So instead, he chose Bruce. After all, Bruce and Finn always showed tons of affection to each other whether it was kisses on the cheek and forehead to snuggling together for a nap or deep sleep during sleepovers. Finn practically jumped at Bruce and pepper kissed him all over the face. Bruce swatted at the younger male, laughing loudly, before Finn backed away to his original place. Robin, while he knew how the two were, still felt a tinge of jealousy at the affectionate act Finn had displayed to Bruce. He wished it was him.

The game had continued on for about an hour after that. Robin and Vance had awkwardly cuddled, Bruce got his nails painted messily by Finn who had been dared to bake blindfolded which almost burnt the entire house down. Gwen surprisingly slept her way through all the smoke and commotion. Luckily, Vance put the small fire out that Finn had made on the stove.

"How did you mess up making brownies THAT bad dude." Robin had asked Finn after his baking mess was officially cleaned. Finn shook his head in response, embarrassed of his kitchen skills.
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The storm was now almost fully gone. Gwen was awake now and was cuddled into Vance's side on the couch. Her eyes were still half-lidded as she had only woke up 20 minutes ago to Bruce screaming about the mess in the kitchen. Vance soothingly massaged Gwen's head, slowly putting her back to sleep. He knew she had trouble sleeping, having to watch her every move around her father. Finn was the same way.

After Gwen had fallen asleep once more, and the house was clean as well as smoke and fire free, the three boys that did not live in the house decided it be best they were on their way.

Bruce had given Finn a tight hug, as well as gave Gwen a soft kiss on the forehead, before taking his leave. Vance bear-hugged Finn, as well as ruffled Gwen's hair, before leaving and catching up with Bruce who was only a couple houses away from Finn's. Next, it was time for Robin to leave.

Finn looked at the Latino boy and cocked his head sideways. Robin was looking at him like he had expected Finn to do or say something. When the boy didn't say or do anything, Robin sighed softly.

"Well, guess I'll be leaving then."

Robin had almost made it through the doorway when he was yanked back in. Finn stood there, unamused it seemed. "No actual goodbye?" He asked with a small pout, sarcastically glaring at Robin. Then the pout formed to a smile. Robin returned it quickly.

Finn had a quick, maybe very stupid, thought that had made it's way into his brain.

Robin, who was still standing a foot away from Finn, looked at him confused. Finn realized he had been staring. He quickly apologized to which Robin only laughed. Finn was about to respond when he saw a familiar car pulling into the neighborhood a couple houses down. Robin spotted it too and was about to leave once more.

Finney, with that stupid brain thought, pulled Robin back once more. Robin was about to say something when a pair of lips met his. His eyes snapped shut at the feeling. It only lasted a split second sadly. When Robin opened his eyes back up, he was outside Finn's house and the door in front of him was closed. The familiar car, the one belonging to Finn's dad, began to approach the home. Robin booked it to the safety of his own house, collapsing on his bed as soon as he got there.

Both he and Finn, unbeknownst to each other, had smiles on their faces as they fell asleep that night.
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Authors Note: This was actual trash but my brain is rioting rn 😘.