Silver Springs

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𝕊𝕚𝕝𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕊𝕡𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤-𝔽𝕝𝕖𝕖𝕥𝕨𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝕄𝕒𝕔

The next morning was cold and gray, the only warmth was coming from their bodies being pressed together. Finn was always the first to wake up. His eyes flutet open as he is blinded by the light. His vision was blurred but he could make out his hand still intertwined with robins. His didn't want to break it apart so he laid still until the other boy woke. As the boy slept peacefully, he admired his beauty. He liked how his hair was wild in the mornings and his skin looked like gold in the newly risen sun.

Just as Robin's eyes began to open, Finn's shut. He was surprised when Robin allowed their hands to stay together instead of ripping them apart in embarrassment. They laid together, bodies pressed and hands tangled. The peace was broken when the door bursted open and Roben took his hand back.

"¿Ay por qué sigues durmiendo?" (Why are you still sleeping?) Robins Mom says "El desayuno esta listo" (breakfast is ready)

"Esta bien mama" (alright mom) Robin whines with his face in the pillow, his voice a little raspy.

"Despierta el gringo" (wake up the gringo) His mom says referring to Finney. "Mama!" Robin calls out. She walks out of the room closing the door.

Finn is still pretending to be asleep, while being fully awake. Robin tucks a strand of his blond hair behind his ear before whispering in his ear "rise and shine blanco". That was his name for Finn. Finney didn't know what it meant but blanco perfectly described him considering his pale complexion. He pretended to open his eyes for the first time. He rubbed them then took in a good look of Robin. All he wanted to do in that moment was pull him in for a kiss. He wanted to press their lips together and more. He instead just smiled. "Good morning" Finn said.

"Good morning" Robin replied. They gazed into each others eyes before Robin broke it. He had sat up from bed informing Finn about breakfast.

They walk together to the kitchen where Robins mother was washing dishes. Around the table sat his father and two younger siblings, Maria who was eight and Diego who was five. Finn never really saw his siblings that much, even when he was at the house. He didn't really know his dad cause he was at work most of the time, but he was close with Robins mom. They all gathered around the table as Robins mother served them all food. It was Eggs and Chorizo with tortilla and potatoes on the side. Before eating they all prayed. Finn took Maria's hand as well as Robins. Both their body temperature rose and their faces blushed red. "Amen" they all said in unison and their hands dropped.

While eaten the family spoke in English and Spanish about god knows what. Because they only said some words in English, Finn couldn't keep up only being able to follow the tones and expressions. Robin could see Finn was having trouble understanding everyone so he leaned in closer to him. "Wanna go to the train tracks after this" he says. They went to the tracks often cause it was the only place they could be alone. Finn smiled and nodded his head taking a bite of the chorizo.

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Finn sat on the blanket they had brought as Robin laid his had in his lap. He was talking about a fight he gotten into with some kid at school while Finn ran his fingers through Robin's think black hair. They sat secluded along the long tracks near the trees. Around them grew longs grass and wild flowers. The leaves were orange and red and the sky was a light blue and clouds gray. Finn took a sip of the coke they brought while changing the station on the portable radio he stopped as he heard the voice of Stevie Nicks singing through the speaker.

"I love this song" Finn said messing with the volume turning it up.

"Never heard it" Robin exclaimed looking up at Finn "who sings it?"

"Who sings this?!" Finn repeated in disbelief "Fleetwood Mac! I listen to them all the time! Had to beg my dad to get me their album for Christmas." He plays with Robins hair more. "Stevie is my favorite, I'd do anything to met her."

Robin turns the volume up more then brushes his hand up Finn's arm from his elbow to shoulder, sending chills up his arm. "I like it" he says turning his head up towards Finn's. His eyes close when Finn strokes behind his ear, he grins and parts his lips slightly revealing a bit his teeth.

There was silence between them for a moment. The only sound in the air was the breeze rustling the leaves and the angelic voice coming from the radio. Silence until Finn spoke up.

"I talked to Donna the other day" he said. He had liked Donna before, about two years ago, but obviously not anymore. Finn was enchanted by another person. Robin on the other hand did care about Donna, he wanted her to leave Denver and never come back. He still thinks Finn likes her and believes that she's gonna steal him.

"About what?" He asked and dropped his head down. His voice was sharp and direct. He didn't really care but didn't want Finn to know that.

The light haired boy stroked the darker hair, twisting the strands and brushing his scalp. "She asked me out. She wanted to go to a movie or something."

"What'd you say?" His heart skipped a beat. What if he had said yes and was going to leave Robin for that bitch.

"I told her I had plans with you" A weight had been lifted off of his chest. Robin exhaled deeply. Finn smiled as Robin looked up at him once again.

"You did?" Robin laughed.

"Yeah...so we better be doing something"

"We could all watch a movie"

"I'd like that."

"Me too"

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AN: be expecting more chapters this month. I've found lots of inspiration and ideas that I cant wait to share with you all. Lots of love

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