Rinney oneshots🫶🏼

Gentleman 2/3

1318 words!🫶🏼☺️ it's long btw
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I was waiting for around 7ish minutes before I heard a knock on the door. I excitedly got up from the couch and swung open the front door. There stood an adorable looking finney, with one of robins hoodies on that was way too big for him. Robin gracefully held open his arms to finney, getting rewarded with a big hug. "I missed you hermoso!" I said, picking him and spinning around in a circle. He lightly smiled, but something was obviously preventing him from being happy because he hadn't said a single word to me since the phone call, and he usually would have a huge goofy smile on his face, but now he's just quiet and giving me a fake smile. I decided not to bother him about it, moving on to something else. "I got you a grape soda, mi vida." I said, grinning lightly. Finney just shrugged it off, and plopped himself down on the couch. 

I was getting annoyed now. Why the hell was he dodging all the things he loves? I watched him carefully as he simply turned on the the tv and switched the channel to some random ass lady show.
"That's it. Something's wrong." I exclaimed, walking to the couch and taking the remote out of my boyfriends hands. "Robin, give it back!!" He yelled.
"Not until you tell me what wrong."  I said, sitting down beside him, sliding him onto my lap on the way down. Finn looked dumbfounded. "What the fuck do you mean ??" He said. "There's nothing wrong ?" He said the last part in a question, so I took that as a sign of lying. "Finn, tell me the truth or I'll make you." I said, slowly, to let him hear every word rolling off my tongue. "Nothing. Is wrong." He said, turning back to me. I for real almost sighed when he said that. "Well, I gave you a chance, my love."
And with that, I quickly grabbed both Finn's hands and interlocked them with my right hand, leaning over him and keeping him captive under me.

"Robin let gooo" he exclaimed, kicking my arms until he pushes hard enough for my arm to bend. "Wow," I said. "Looks like someone's been practicing." I smirked, getting real close to his face. "But, you need to do better," I said. "Because obviously, I won this fight." He blushed at the last part I had said, turning his face over to hide it from me. Being careful to not let his hands go with my other hand, I reached one down and turned his face to look at me. "Look, finney, I'm not going to get mad or anything, so please, tell me what's wrong!" He looked at me, studying my stern, round face. He finally sighed, signaling that he had given up. He then said something like "itwasmeokay" really fast and mumbled. "What?" I said, sternly. "Finney say it again, slower this time." He looked really scared , but he repeated it anyway. "It was me..." he said. I put a confused look on my face, obviously not knowing what he meant.

And then I saw it. He wasn't looking into my eyes, he was looking at my bruised face, swollen and black. I instantly jerked back, releasing his hands and jumping of the couch. "What the fuck finney?! This was YOU?" I said, getting angrier by the second. "I'm sorry, robin!" "No Finn." I said, my blood starting to boil. Why would my own BOYFRIEND do this to me? "LOOK. At what YOU DID!" I could tell he was genuinely sad and felt bad, but I just didn't care for some reason. I got so butt hurt that he did that to me. I mean, it's not like I'd never been beaten up before, but my boyfriend?  I sat back down on the couch, my head resting in my hands. "Robin I'm really sor-" leave, please." I said, groaning with what I had just learned. "But" he started saying something, but I didn't acknowledge it. "Leave. Now please." He got quiet for a second, probably just staring at me. Then, I heard some ruffling and a click of the door. "Great." I moaned, already regretting what I did. I laid my head back, getting pissed at myself for making him leave. I decided to just sit there, until the phone rang around 10 minutes later. I got up and answered it, and instantly I heard a girl cussing the fuck out of me. I finally recognized her voice, and realized it was Gwen. "Gwen, chill, calm down!" I said, yelling back at her. "No! What the actual fuck, you stupid ducking son of a bastard—!" Ok, that hurt. —"why the fuck would you let my brother cry like that! Come here this instant or I'll beat your ass more!" It's true I felt bad, but finney had punched me, several times. "Gwen, he punched me in the face several times." There was a long silence on the other line, and then a simple, "fine, I'll be there in 10."

I waited for gwenny to get here, wondering why she even changed her mind. When I heard a knock on the door, I saw a pissed Gwen with a stack of clothes and those old man shoes on top.  I saw that it had a tie, and instantly realized what she was doing. "Hell no." I said, backing up away from the door, which allowed Gwen to come right in. She started unfolding the clothes, and this is what they looked like.

I groaned. "I'm not wearing that just to apologize to Finn, I mean, he should be the one apologizing!"
Gwen stopped unfolding, and just stared at me. "Do you even know why he hit you, or would you not even let him explain?" I stopped for a second, thinking. "I mean, I think that WAS what he was GONNA say, but I kind of DID cut him off..." I looked down in defeat, admitting the truth. "That's what I thought." She said, rolling her eyes at me. I was going to ask why he did it, but she was already telling. "He punched you because he overheard those dipshits Matty and what's their faces talking about jumping him in the school bathroom, so he got ready and made a plan. He must've mistaken you for matty since it was so dark, because he turned the lights off to have a better chance to see them first."

By the time she was finished talking I felt like the biggest asshole ever, but I didn't want to show her I cared to much, so I just looked up simply and sighed.
"Fine" I said. "Let's get this over with." Gwen smiled and unfolded the rest of the clothes. "Go try these on." I grabbed the clothes and walked to the bathroom, sliding down the door once I was inside. "Why couldn't I just let him finish..." I thought. "I'm such an ass..." I decided to get ready before Gwen came banging on the door. I put my hair up in a low bun, pulling a couple pieces out.

Once I was done, I walked out of the bathroom, and Gwen's jaw DROPPED.  "You look so good!" She said with a smile, before remembering that she was supposed to be mad and quickly changing her expression. She calmed herself, and the said, "okay, let's go." I looked at her, dumbfounded for a minute. "At this time of night?" I said, flabbergasted. She just looked at me like I was the stupidest person ever . "Well, we can wait around 10 more hours if you want, but he might not forgive you in that time." She said, crossing her arms in boredom. "Fine," I said, shaking my head. She walked at the door, and I followed straight behind.