❛❛𝐄𝐔𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐘𝐏𝐓𝐔𝐒 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐒 𝐇𝐎𝐁𝐁𝐈𝐄𝐒❆

small sad off boy, stand up

"ok, so, my house at 5, right?" robin nodded in response.

"yea, finn. you can cancel if you want-" bruce started, but finn cut him off.

"no! it's okay, i'll see you then." and then finn turned and walked (as fast as possible) away from the group. robin furrowed his eyebrows, bruce was a bit confused, and vance was silent against the wall.

"okay, we'll see you soon robin!" bruce said, before taking vance's hand and walking away. robin stood alone.

-

at 4:30, robin brushed his teeth, changed his pants, and drank a cup or orange juice. at 4:45, robin put on his coat, and started walking to finn's house.
at 4:51, his phone buzzed.
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finn<3: 'can you ask the others to meet us at the grab n' go instead?'

robin<3: 'ofc, finn, ill see you there. how long do you think you need?'

finn<3: 'no i mean can u please come over and we'll meet them up after..sorry'

robin<3: 'oh ofc my bad, don't b sry. i'm omw'
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at 4:51, robin texted the 4 other boys, and at 4:52, robin started jogging the rest of the way to finn's house. and finally, at 4:57, he was at finney's window. a while ago he learned not to come in through the front door. so he knocked on the window lightly, before coming in.

"finn?" he called quietly.

"i- here." robin looked towards the sound. on the floor, finn has a cut on his thumb that he's squeezing, his left cheek is too pink to be blush, and his arms are wrapped around his knees while he sits in front of the big mirror on his closet door. robin wants to hug the boy. but he doesn't. instead, he asks,

"finn, por favor, ¿qué pasó?" finney looked at him and his bottom lip shook, even as he bit it so hard it was white. his hair wasn't styled either.

"i messed up." robin shook his head.

"no. your dad di-"

"no, robin, i did." robin furrowed his eyebrows before leaning against finney's bed and sitting next to him.

"go on, explain then."

"i should've told you i needed to go to the park earlier. i should've asked to go home with you. i'm sorry."

"finn, i get it. it's okay, lo prometo."

"i.. dad, he didn't want me going out dressed like this. he said i needed to change my shirt, and to borrow one of his. i asked why, and he goes, 'you look too much like a gross queer,' and hit me before i talked back." now finn was shaking. "i came in here to get a coat, but i looked at myself without one and i.. oh my god, i'm so dramatic. i felt like my body didn't suit me." finn had stopped sobbing, now tears fell, but he looked just tired.

"finney, you aren't gross. your father will get what's coming to him. your body is uniquely yours, finn. it doesn't suit anyone else. you only need a coat if it's cold, but you can borrow mine. he shouldn't have ever hit you. we'll ice it at the grab n' go, because when you're calm, we need to get you out for the night. and you did not mess up. i get why you didn't say anything, but you aren't dramatic, and next time please do. i don't want you to hurt yourself by not." finn smiled minorly, and buried his face into robin's shoulder.

"thank you."

"por supuesto, finn. now let's dry your tears and meet the group."

-

at 5:11, robin and finney climbed out the window and walked hand in hand to the grab 'n go for another 10 minutes.
there, they iced finney's cheek, bought snacks, and watched vance beat his pinball records multiple times before going outside and talking for an hour (at least).

at 7:34, robin walked finney home, kissed him goodnight, squeezing his hand, telling him to text him if he needs anything, and when he wakes up. then promising to come over tomorrow at 10, and leaving to go to his own home.