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𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨: 18+

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Finn liked to consider himself a respectable young man. he didn't do anything that was too out of the ordinary or think any thoughts that any other teenage boy hadn't.. until there was you. the great reckoning.

he couldn't seem to control himself around you. you two had been friends for a while, and he always acknowledged that you were really pretty but thought nothing of it. he liked to look at you and admire your kissable lips, perfect hair and pretty eyes.

the way your baby hairs fell or the purse of your lips you made when in deep concentration or thought. there's nothing wrong with admiring your friend. finn thought, that was until the admiration turned into more of a severe sexual pining. everything you did made the boy absolutely feral.

"what do you think about this one?" you asked, turning as he watched the way the short green tennis skirt flowed around your hips.

the open window allowed in a gentle breeze which made him narrow his eyes as a hint of your panties were flashed to him.

"I like it better than the pink." he spoke. he was paying attention, truly. even if half the time he was looking at your hardened nipples and how they poked through your white crop top due to the cold temperature of the room.
you sighed.

"I'll just figure this out in the morning."
finn watched with a slack jaw as your hands reached for your skirt, tugging it down to reveal your black panties again.

your ass was just so fucking perfect. you bent down in front of the dresser, opening the bottom one and pulling out flannel night shorts to change into.

he was fully aware that you could probably feel him staring at your ass, but he couldn't help himself. you stood up, putting on the shorts and turning around to him with a remote in your hand.

"wanna watch a show?" you asked, sort of snapping him out of his daze.

he only looked at you and nodded, lost in the trance of how good you looked right now. and you were fresh out the shower too, so the scent of vanilla body scrub on your skin did him no justice.

you laid down on the bed facing the tv mounted on to your wall, your feet next to finn's lap as she scrolled through HBO max beside deciding to settle on friends. it was one of the london episodes.

"would you ever do that?" finn asked, glancing at monica and chandler in bed together the next morning as he played with the anklet around your ankle, pulling at the little gems on it.

"sleep with my best friend?" he shrugged though you couldn't see and tried to be nonchalant about it but he really wanted to know if it were ever a possibility.

you nodded. "yeah."

finn felt himself freeze a bit. "yeah?"

you sat up and paused the tv before turning to face him, you noticed the look in his eyes and smiled a bit to yourself at it.