𝐇𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐎𝐟 𝐅𝐚𝐦𝐞 - 𝐅.𝐖 𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬

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No summary bc I don't like spoiling

Tw: Toxic Relationship ig

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Y/n

"11 fucking pm." I whispered to myself checking the time on my phone.

I was sitting on the couch sipping some coffee since I was waiting for Finn to come home. He has been working since 8 this morning.

He told me he would come home early today so we we could.. well you get the idea. But he's fucking late again.

The 5th night in a row, okay I get it he's an actor and he has to work overtime and we've been moving from house to house everytime he gets a new role.

But the least he could do is pay a slight bit of attention towards me. All I get nowadays is a 'I love you' or a 'be back' if we ever had a conversation it would last 4 minutes tops.

That's it. And it really bothers me considering I've been dealing with this since we started dating which was probably 2-3 years ago.

I took another sip of coffee when the door unlocked and opened. I turned my head tiredly towards the door and Finn stepped in holding his work bag.

I jumped in excitement putting the cup down and running to him and engulfing him into a hug. "Huh- jesus!" He jumped for a quick second and put his hand on his forehead.

"You startled me." Finn ran a finger through his hair and put his work bag onto the counter. I let go of him and cleared my throat "Sorry, I was waiting for you to get home."

He hummed and walked into the kitchen, i furrowed my eyebrows and followed him in watching as he was looking for something in the fridge.

"Finn.. are you okay?" I questioned, he didn't respond but I saw that he nodded his head from the back. Finn grabbed a container of food from the fridge and eyed it.

"What's this?" He asked me. "uh, that's macaroni and—" "great." He closed the fridge door and walked over to the microwave and put the container, the only noise in the next few seconds being the beeps of the buttons he was pressing on it.

Finn slammed the microwave door shut which startled me a little. I was genuinely confused but I shook it off and approached him.

"Are you still on? About what you said?" I questioned referring to when he said that would.. why do I need to tell? You already know.

"About what I said?" He sighed and still wasn't facing me. "About.. you know.." I was pointing out signals but he wasn't reading any of it.

"Oh yeah, maybe some other time. Sorry." The microwave beeped and he opened it grabbing the container and a fork starting to eat the macaroni I made.

"What do you mean some other time? Finn you've been saying that for months." He ignored me and continued eating which frustrated me a lot more.

"Finn-" "god y/n will you just shut up for once in your life?" He snapped and dropped his fork into the now empty container throwing it in the sink.