𝕋𝕙𝕦𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣-𝕃𝕒𝕟𝕒 𝔻𝕖𝕝 ℝ𝕖𝕪
Sunday, December 13, 1977. Finny woke up to the warmth radiating off of Robins sleeping body. He looked angelic laying there. His body laid still, his right arm wrapped around Finn's body loosely. Finn dragged his hand from his side up to robins. He grasped it and heard the other boy make a noise from the touch. He was still asleep, just aware.
"I love you" Finn said aloud. He kissed ever single digit on every single nuckle on robins rough hands. His hands were dry and cracked from the punches he threw. Most people at school feared him, but they didn't know him like Finn did. He liked that a tough, mean guy like robin was so affectionate toward him. If he didn't know the boy he would never think that he would lay with him bare and cuddled up.
Robin stayed asleep as Finn moved more. He had rolle on his back, allowing Finn to nuzzle himself against his skin. He traced circles and stars on his caramel skin. The light from the window shined on his bare chest making it glimmer in the light. He looked even more beautiful then ever. The morning is when Robin looks beautiful. He loves the way Robin's feature look when at rest. His chest raised up and down repeatedly bouncing Finn's head when doing so. He admired how the sleeping boy looked. The way his chest poked out a bit against the rest of his frame, the way his ribs were highlighted in the sun, the outline of muscles in his stomach that were only exposed more in the light and the v that formed beneath them. He wished he looked like that. He was gorgeous to him, and only him. The hair that was tightly braided had been loosened and some wisps had fallen in the night.
Finn had looked at the clock on his desk. It's hands pointed to 10:32. He knew that Gwen would be home soon so he had to take down the decorations in the living room. He wanted Robin to stay peaceful, so he quietly and slowly crept out of bed.
The living room wasn't fully decorated, just the lights he strung up and he needs to put the turntable back to its original spot in the house. The lights were unstrung from their spots up in the mantle and carefully folded up and placed in the box in which Robin us brought them in. The streamers were thrown out, except from a small piece in each color that he saved. The ball was retrieved from the celling and the balloons were popped outside. Once done , he went back to the room where Robin slept. He moved to the middle of the bed and was fully spread out. He blanket covered up to his ribs, allowing him to display his chest. As Finn climbs back into the bed, the movement of the mattress had woken him up. His eyes batted open revealing his dark brown eyes. He made his presence known to Finn by rubbing his thumb up and down in his shoulder. A small grin appeared on the boys lips as he woke up next to Finn.
"Morning Blanco" he said. His voice was a bit deeper and raspy.
Finn crawled up closer to Robin to meet he gaze. "Good morning" he laid his chin in the boys chest. Robin slid his hand over to the bed there's chin and held it. He pulled him closer to himself and softly pressed his lips onto the others. Finn hold himself above Robin as they kissed, allowing him to lay back on the bed. He holds onto Finn's waist as he deepens the kiss, exploring places he's never been. Things go further when Robin slides a hand up Finn's shirt in the heat of the moment. He was surprised at first but went along with it, sliding his supporting knee between his legs.
"Finney" they heard a voice call. It belonged to a girl. Gwen. Robin quickly pushed Finn off of him and pulled the blanket up to cover himself from the young girl. Finn was in shock as well as the the girl. She shut the door and ran off to her room.
"Gwen wait!" He called out. He jumped out of bed and hurriedly put on a pair of pants. He ran out the room and into hers. "Gwen I can explain" he started.
"I Knew it!" She said "I fucking knew it!" She was more excited then Finn thought she would be.
"Knew what?" He was beyond confused. Shouldn't she be mad?
"I mean I knew you were but Robin? Wasn't expecting that...Well maybe not" she continued. He was even more confused then before.
"Wait what did you know?"he asked her. She just looked at him.
"Finn everyone can tell that you liked him" she said. Finn's face flushed red when he heard the words coming from his sister "Or at least I could."
"What do you mean you could tell?!" He was asked quite enthusiastically and embarrassed. His hands covering his face.
"Look, every time he comes over your always making googly eyes at him AND your always in your room doing god knows what with the music loud. Plus no straight guy has sleep overs with a certain guy every day." She confessed. God they were obvious. Finn just sighed dropping his face into his hands again. "Look I'm not gonna tell dad and it's not like he even pays attention to us."
"It's not that...I just" he said picking his head up "I just didn't think you would find out like this is all".
"Like what? You fucking a guy?" She said laughing at him.
"I was not!" He said, his face blushing even more.
"You we're about to!" She replied. Finn just shook his head in denial. "What ever." She said as she kicked Finn out of her room, shutting the door. It made him think to himself. What would they have done if she didn't show up. Would they have done it? He thought about it more as he walked into his room. Robin laid in the bed, undoing his hair from the night before. It was curly and wavy, making Finn stand at the door to admire how beautiful he looked for a second before coming back in.
"You should do your hair like that from now on" he told the boy as he ran a hand through the newly curled hair. He laid next to him, closely.
"You like it?" He asked. Finn nodded in response. He smiled "then I will" he stated.
"Can I ask you something important?" Robin shot him a glance as a response to go ahead. His face grew red as he asked him. "Would you ever wanna have, you know, it? Like...with me?" Robin was stunned. He rolled on his back and looked up at the celling.
"I mean, I've thought about it, yeah...but I mean like not right now." He said turning back to the boy "maybe later." Finn had no expression that he could read. "Do you wanna have it right now?"
"Well no, not like right now, but later." He answered. "I was just asking"
"Oh ok, good" he responded. His words staying in Finn's head. Maybe later. "I mean I'm not saying I don't, cause I really do. At least with you"
"I really want to, too" Finn told him "I love you so much"
He didn't say anything. Instead he just leaned over and gave Finn a kiss as a response. He liked that. Afterwards he just laid on top of Finn for a moment. The room was quite, and they were the only too people in the world.
AN: I recently began a new fanfic called "Out of the Black, Into the Blue" and is a modern Rinney fic
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FanfictionFinney and Robin were inseparable. When Finney got picked on it was Robin who stuck up for him, and when Robin was stuck it was Finn who helped him out. But after a cold autumn night they must confront their feeling towards each other, becoming more...