IM ADDICTED TO YOU, DONT YA KNOW THAT YOURE TOXIC?!!!😍😍😍
Robin pov- I awoke to a heavy weight on my chest. I peered downward towards my chest, only to acknowledge that my husband, Finney, was fast asleep with his head laying on my upper collarbone. "tu seras mi muerte.." I sighed under my breath, placing my two hands atop of Finn and pulling him off me in ease.
He scrambled around a bit, making me halt to a stop and peer over at the unconscious boy. Once he had stopped moving as much, I lifted myself from the bed, abruptly shadowing above the boy as I picked out some new outfit.
(The outfit)
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I staggered to the bathroom, careful not to step on the well known creaky pieces of the wooded floor. I rubbed my eyes tiresomely, grabbing my toothbrush from the hinged shelf of the bathroom counter, plastering toothpaste on it and beginning to get ready for the big day. —
You see, about 10 years ago today, it was my father's funeral. I had ran to a room during my speech time, I just couldn't handle the agony of losing the closest person to me. And so, I met 7 different kids. Which became my best friends of all time. Finney, gwenny, Donna, Bruce, Vance, griffin, and Billy.
As you can see, me and finney have...grown closer. So, every year, on my dads funeral anniversary, we come together to spend time with each other, I'm memory of how we all met. Also, because it takes my mind off my father.
Anyway, we are 23-25 now, except for Gwen and griffin, who are both 21! And today we'll be going into our old home in Denver, to visit griffin who still lives there. Billy is his roommate, and he just never left the house, but everyone else had moved away to get away from the evil density of the old city we grew up in.
Vance and Bruce had moved to Nebraska once Bruce had turned 20, and about 7 months ago Bruce and Vance got married. They adopted a girl named Aspen who is 12, and a boy named Rook, who was 15. They are both uncivilized, extraordinarily dumb as fuck, and mean as fuck , but are nice once you get to know them.
Gwen moved to Kansas with her husband, Owen stokes. She met him in a marine biology college class, which she had to go through to be a professional veterinarian. They had a little boy who they name Denny, in memorable honor of finney, and the only home she knew as a child, Denver. He's now 3 months old.
Donna, on the other hand, never got married, and stayed that way. She adopted a twin girls to raise on her own, since she become a big time business cooperator, and made millions of dollars. The little girls names were Paisley and Cove, and they were 8 years old. Yet, she did teach them to be humble. Paisley was nice and kind, but you'd have to keep your eyes out for cove, she'll bite your ass off if you don't watch.
For me and finney, we adopted a 2 boys, and 1 girl. Arturo, Cyrus, and Koa. Arturo was the oldest, he's 16 years old. Cyrus is 13, and Koa is 6. Arturo was the smart ass, Cyrus is the dumb ass, and Koa is the sweet ass. They're all asses, but we love them. And surprisingly, no matter how mean her brothers were, they'd always stick up for koa. —
Once I was finally ready, I came back into our room to wake up Finn. I scrunched down on the bed, feeling out the loose strands of hair fluttering around on top of his soft face. "Finneyboy, wake up mi corazón!" I giggled, shaking him lightly as his eyes flung open softly.
"Baby?" He muttered, groaning lightly as he wiped his eyes and yawned. "Hola, mi vida!" I flaunted, smiling greatly as I pulled him up and out of bed, scooting him on top of mic back as I reopened the drawer, grabbing a random outfit out of it for finney.
(Le finney outfit)
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Finneys warm skin faltered against my back, warming up my arms unintentionally. "Finney, your only in boxers, how are you not freezing?" I implied, placing him back on bed before lifting up his arms gently. He yawned, squeezing his eyes shut in a split motion. "I don't know, your just always cold, jackass." He mumbled, earning a pessimistic eye roll from me. He slid finneys shirt on, before handing him his pants and enduring the taunting desire to do it for him.
"Hey, can you wake up the little rascals? I need to make breakfast before we can go." I staggered, clicking my tongue to satisfy my boredom. "Sure, mi frijol." He snickered, walking off to Arturo's room and knocking lightly on the door.
"My bean? Really?" I thought, glaring at finney as he entered the boys room after no answer partaking the recent knock. - - I was originally going to make quesadillas, but it would take an unnecessary amount of our time, and we were already supposed to be on our way, considering we lived in Nevada, so I just ended up stirring up some empanadas.
A/n OMG EMPANADAS ARE SO FUCKING GOOD. - - Arturo entered the briefly gray painted kitchen, followed by Koa, who looked beautiful as ever in her pink bow and skirt.
"Papi!!" She exclaimed, jumping at me. "Hey, princess!" I chuckled, patting her shoulders as I crouched down to hug my little girl. Arturo rolled his eyes, commenting on the child's excitement. "Càllate la boca, koa. I'm tryna eat breakfast!" He muttered, pulling an empanada from the showcased plate on the counter, leaving no crumbs behind. (He's a clean freak)
"Arturo, what did we say about picking on your little sister?!" I interrupted, flicking the boy on the head, rewarded with yet, another eye roll.
"Okay. Let me rephrase. Don't make fun of your sister, or I'm telling Finn about your wet drea-"
"Tell me about what?" Finney asked, gliding through the room enthusiastically to get his empanadas. Cyrus followed him out shortly behind, picking at his earrings. Finney smiled in delight, visibly grinning at the sight of one of his favorite meals. "Mm, yum!" He smiled, picking up a fork from the small dishwasher, and watching Arturo look at me with a pleading look of mercy.
I sighed, picking koa up and laughing as she played with my bandanna. She huffed as I sat her down on Finn's lap, giving her a quick kiss on the cheek before going back over to get my own plate.
"So, when are we going to see aspen?" Cyrus complied, looking up from his uneaten food and blushing slightly as everyone cooed at him. "...And the others." He continued, now visibly flustering through his shirt sleeve that was held to his cheeks.
"You're a simp, gilipollas" Koa inferred, shocking everyone at the table. Robin blared out laughing, falling from his chair in the making. "WHAT THE FUCK?!" Arturo gasped, looking at the child in complete awe. "When the fuck did koa become such a bad ass?!"
Finney let out a choked giggle, trying to straighten up as he took a new bite of his food. "K-kids, settle down." You could tell he was struggling to keep himself from laughing his ass off, but he didn't give up trying.
Cyrus just sat in silence as his family laughed, frowning at them. "You guys suck." He chuckled, beginning to dig in to his food.
Robin let out a shaky sigh, rubbing at the tears streaming down his cheeks from laughing so hard. "Don't." He stopped, letting out a little smirk. "Don't say that, ko."
