Birthday

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I love birthdays. I always have. But it was different on finneys, because I had a tradition, which made me love it even more. Every year I would smash his face into his cake, resulting in a pissed finney and slaps to my own face.

Finney barged into my room, rubbing his eyes tiredly. "Robin, get up." He remarked, flipping down beside me as he grabbed at my shoulders. He sat on my lap carefully, shaking on my shoulders for me to get up. "Robin, I can feel your dick, I know your awake!" He muttered, shaking me harder than before.

"Well actually you can get hard even when asleep, it just means I'm healthy." I declared, sitting my head up with a smile before quickly letting my head fall back into my pillow, pretending to sleep once more. "Oh yeah? Well you can't talk, move, and open your eyes in your sleep, can ya?" Finney said from on my lap, leaning down towards my  resting face.

"It's called sleepwalking." I proposed, peeking an eye open to catch a glimpse of finney, frowning slightly. I opened both eyes afterward, cheesing as he rolled his eyes at me. "Really though, how did you get in here? My mom locked the door before leaving." I questioned him, tilting my head as I reached for my lamp. "Well, I caught your mom when she was leaving and she gave me a spare key to come and get you!" Finney said, squinting when the light shot from my lamp that he'd been closely looking at. Finney had some weird ass obsession with like, anything that light comes through, out of, in to, all that.

"The important thing is why you're still in bed at 8:30 am on my birthday!" Finney hunched, pulling me off my bed from my ears. "Ow, OW! I usually wake up at this time-"

I yanked his hand from my ear-

"-finn."

He skipped out a sigh, pulling his pant leg up as he fell to the carpeted floor of my room. "It's hot in here, rob." He panted, cooling his face with a wave of his hand. "What, no? It's like- hell, 70 degrees in here!"

"Bulllllll" Finney exaggerated, beginning to unzip his pants. "Bro. I know you want me to like-" I made a fast hand motion from my lips and down a few times, before finishing. "-but like i don't wanna see your stank Lorax boxers, okay? You have like, a personal fetish with that shit."

"Grow up, rob. I know you want to see the outline soooo bad." Finney exclaimed, doing a girl dance as he slid down his pants, pulling out my pants drawer to find someone new ones.

I rolled my eyes, pulling off my shirt and opening my closet door. "So, what do you want to do today, querido?" I examined Finn's face, which seemed to shudder as he thought of all the classic bday events we could do. "Anything but skating- I'm never going back with you since you shattered my nose." I defended, already knowing it's be his first pick.

"Oh come on! You know that was your fault! -And stop being mean, it's my birthday, robin!"

See Finn had this weird barrier with me. There's a natural barrier that no one goes beyond, and then there's a path finney takes into my heart. So you can see why I melted In such situations.

I let out a breathy smiled, holding out my arm for a side hug he gladly took. "Okay, finn. I'll be nice." I promised, kissing him softly on the cheek.

Time skip 🫄🏻🍑🍒🍆💦

For the remainder of the day, me and finney took a flight risk buttload of shit. We went to the local park, an ice cream shop, we hung out with Bruce and gwenny for a bit, and then we went to a strawberry field that we'd grown all too familiar with, so by the time we got him, we were already exhausted. But of course, traditional things come before tiredness.

All of our friends awaited us in the dining room, happy to finally see the birthday boy. "Happy birthday, finney!" Everybody greeted, giving him a holy amount of gifts and praises. His dad seemed to be in a decent mood for once, which I was satisfied with, saying it was his only sons birthday. I was just glad that nothing had ruined finneys birthday yet so I could do the honors, as his most trusted friend, and boyfriend.

When finney had finally received all of the mountain of gifts he'd got, we finally got on to my favorite part of the day. Cake.

His dad sat down a basic white cake in front of mi vida, smiling for the first time, like ever.

Finney was all smiles, which made me laugh even more when I thought about how much he'd hate me.
I saw finney eyeing me the whole fucking day.

Obviously he knew it was coming, but not when he should expect it. That's why it was fun.

As we sang happy birthday, all I could see was a nervous finney. He didn't have the same smile on his face as before, only a look of pure worry. "Happy birthday toooooo youuuuu!" We sang, finishing off the song. Instead of blowing out his candles, finney got up and sprinted toward the bathroom. I bursted out laughing, knowing he's do something like this with all his built worry in his system.

I waved my hand to signal I would get him, before taking off to the now closed bathroom door. Out of all things to be lucked out with, I got the fact that they don't have a bathroom lock. "Finney, I'm coming innn~" I sang with a knock, opening the door with a menacing smile. He groaned, biting his lip as he backed farther into the room. "Chill, no surprises." I said, holding out my hands.

He looked at me with absolute disbelief, before letting out a smirk. "You promise?" He asked, knowing I wouldn't lie. I smacked my lips, thinking about t for a second before I finally sighed. "Yes. I promise." Finney let out a sigh of relief, letting his guard down as he let me hold his waist for the first time today.

"So, no doing your tradition?" He questioned, smiling happily. I sadly smiled back, frustrated that I had to give up my ruin of my boyfriends birthday. Yea, it did suck, but sometimes I guess I can let my bf be happy.

I grinned, showing off my teeth to the other boy. "Happy birthday, finney." I finally said, leaning in towards his face. I gave him a long and passionate kiss, practically leaning into his mouth with craving. I leaned him over the sink, sticking my tongue in his mouth without warning. "Haha, okay, okay!" He laughed, making me feel unbelievable happy, like always.

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