ᵗʰⁱˢ ᵐᵃʸ ᵇᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ⁿⁱᵍʰᵗ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵐʸ ᵗᵉᵃʳˢ ᵐⁱᵍʰᵗ ˡᵉᵗ ᵐᵉ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ᵃˡˡ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵗᵃʳˢ ᵃʳᵉ ᶜˡᵒˢᵉʳ
FINN WOLFHARD IMAGINES + PREFERENCES
DISCLAIMER: Most of these imagines are old and are very badly written.
🦓: STILL DOING REQUESTS. (DMS.)
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"don't worry, it's all okay."
snuggling unto a pillow, small tears escaped your eyes while thunder held you awake. how childish it sounded, thunder or lightning was one of your biggest fears. no other person except finn knew about the fear. finn was your comfort person. He always understood somehow. tears soaked into little pools onto the pillow, reminding yourself how childish you were by crying over this.
how embarrasing it was, you knew you needed to sleep through the night. the whole stranger things cast had been invited at the oscars. you didnt fly over to los angeles and booked a very expensive hotel just to walk around the oscars with major eyebags. with one last sob, you grabbed fluffy socks and put on a hoodie to cover up your tiny tanktop you always slept in. your feet led you to the hotel door.
you opened the door quietly as possible and romaed the empty and dark hallway. another bolt of lightning appeared in sight, right infront of the window. you jumped a little, already getting teary. you made a corner to the left and knocked on the door several times. a messy haired finn stood on the other side, rubbing his eyes several times. he acknowledged your teary eyes and already knew what was going on.
he gave you a massive hug, his arms wrapped around your waist while you clinged onto him for dear life. he picked you up and put you in his hotel bed, shortly following after. he made sure you were comfortable and put the covers over the both of you. his hands wrapped back around you and he scoots closer. your head nuzzled into his neck while you snuggled into him.
every once in a while another thunder or lightning bolted from outside. a slight flinch or jump that you made, alarmed finn every time. by every flinch he would tighten his grip around you, assuring you you're okay. other times he'd add along some reassuring words.
"don't worry, it's all okay."
"i'm here, you're not alone."
other times, he would hum a melody slightly, making your eyelids even heavier and turn into a full sleep. finally feeling accomplished you fell asleep, he would smile a little. "asmalladmiration wasn't that bad." he thought. he would take in and inspect every detail on your face.
you look pretty in an expensive dress or with your hair styled, yet his favorite look was you in his arms.
kissing your forehead, he finally fell asleep, his smile never leaving while you both slept in peace.
the way my own writing makes me feel single is a whole new level of low.
