hate|rinney|TBP

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A/N: me and my stinka are so cute🤭^^

anyways, damn 2 updates this week? y'all are getting fed fr.

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"Finn, wake up." Robin says softly, moving the shoulder Finneys head was resting on. Finney groans, sitting up straight. He squints his eyes, trying to adjust to the lights of the train above his head.

"We here?" He groggily asks, rubbing his eyes. "Yeah, come on grab your stuff." Robin says, grabbing his blanket and suitcase handle.

Finney grabs his duffel bag, shoving his phone in his pocket. He goes out the nearest train exit, Robin following close behind.

"Mami just texted saying she's waiting at the front of the station, come on." Robin says, grabbing Finneys wrist, and starts speed walking.

"Damn, slow down!" Finney says, almost tripping over his feet. "Cant! Mami is a very impatient lady!" Robin shouts, speeding up more in spit of Finney. He laughs when he hears the other boy groan.

They finally get to the front, and Finney watches as Robin smiles when he finally spots who he was looking for.

"Mami!" Robin shouts, gaining the attention of a women. Robin leads them over to her, where he embraces the slightly shorter women into a hug.

"¡Hola hijo! has crecido mucho!" She exclaims, backing up out of the hug, placing her hands on his shoulders.

Robin rolls his eyes, "mamá, deja de ser dramática." He says, before looking behind him at Finney. Finney looks up from where his eyes were glued to his shoes.

"Ah, Robins friend? Yes?" Robins mother asks Finney. "Yes ma'am, i'm Finney." He says, smiling kindly.

"Hm, just call me Julia." She says, returning the smile. She turns her attention back to Robin, eyes wide and grinning.

"es muy guapo, elegiste bien esta vez." Julia says, laughing when Robins face goes slack with shock. "no es así mamá." Robin defends quickly.

Finney watches in amusement the whole time, enjoying how red Robin's face got.

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Julia had informed them that not that many people were coming over this thanksgiving, so it wouldn't be too chaotic. Robin and Finney were very happy to hear that.

"You'll stay in my room since my uncle and his kids are staying in the other room." Robin says, pushing the door open to his abandoned room.

The band posters and bedding were still there, but all his clutter and trash from his desk and dresser were gone or organized.

Robin places his suitcase down by the end of his bed, Finney placing his bag down next to Robins.

Robin watches as Finney glances around his room. He clears his throat making Finney look at him.

"I'll grab the spare mattress we have, the bathroom is right there if you want to freshen up." Robin says, pointing across the hall where the bathroom is.

Finney nods, watching as Robin disappears down the hall to get the mattress. He grabs his small bag for his bathroom stuff and fresh pair of clothes, walking into the room.

By the time Finneys done freshening up, Robin has already placed the twin sized mattress by his own bed, blankets and two pillows on it.

"Thanks." Finney says, putting his bathroom stuff back in his duffel bag, along with his dirty clothes.

"Mhm." Robin acknowledges, placing the last of his clothes in his dresser. Finney lets out an exaggerated breath as he flops onto his mattress.

"Tired?" Robin questions, taking his hoodie off. "Fuck, yeah." Finney says, sitting up and looking at Robin.

Robin pulls his shirt up over his head, making Finney embarrassingly stare at Robin bare back, watching the muscles move.

Robin clears his throat, "Unless you want to see my dick you should turn around." He says, laughing when Finney flops face first onto his pillow.

He smirks when Finney just flips him off in response.

"Okay, you're good now." Robin says, climbing onto his own bed. "Wouldn't have been much to look at anyway." Finney snarks, laughing at Robins frown.

"Shut the fuck up, you literally have no ass." Robin says, throwing his pillow at Finneys face. Finney gasps, "I do, i just keep it hidden." He says, laughing at himself.

Robin snorts, yelping when Finney throws his pillow back at his face. "Asshole." Finney says, laying back down, staring at the ceiling.

Robin smiles, laying down to look at the ceiling too. After a few minutes of silence, Robin beaks it.

"You know, if we were dicks to eachother in highschool, i think we could have seriously been good friends." Robin admits, turning on his side to look down at Finney.

Finney turns aswell, "Yeah.." He says, staring at Robins hand that was hanging off the side of the bed. Finney had to resist the strong urge to grab it and mess with the others rings.

Finney sighs, "Night Robin." He says, bringing his blanket up to his chin and shutting his eyes.

Robin turns the lamp off, "Night Finn." He says, but he doesn't sleep, he gazes down at the other boy for what seems like hours.

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probably has mistakes, didn't proofread.