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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"i don't get why you hate him so much, maybe it's the tension."
it was about one pm, the byers' kitchen.
the brownies mixture was coming along quickly. y/n's soft hands added the flour to the brown mixture. a small smoke submerged around the giant bowl of mixture. y/n's mother, joyce entered the kitchen along with will.
"y/n, hun?" joyce asked her daughter, will rolling his eyes beside her. "yes, mom?" y/n asked, giving a small glance to her twin, smiling at the obvious annoyed look plastered on will's face. "there's gonna be a change of plans for this evening," joyce started.
y/n groaned silently, starting to put the brownie mixture into the oven-friendly tray, the tray jonathan bought specially for y/n after seeing it in hawkin's local store, ever since he saw y/n bake at the age of 8.
"billy called me, he has a date this evening. you know i cant let you go to max's house to sleep over without supervision." joyce explained, giving will a stern look while will was drinking soda from the bottle, emptying it.
"but you're not gonna be home tonight too! isn't that the same?" y/n argued, putting the brownies in the heated oven. she turned on the sink to start cleaning up the bowls, spoons and other stuff she used while baking.
"well, the only place i could allow you to go to is the wheeler's." joyce shrugged, wiping her finger across a spilled pool of brownies mixture, putting it in her mouth afterwards. "but jonathan is gonna be there for nancy, will for mike, ... i'll be alone!" y/n begged.
will had finally decided to speak for once during the conversation. "we could invite someone else? what about lucas, you get along with him?" will asked. "we're sixteen, i should be able to go to max." y/n stated, fed up.
"i cant do that, hun." joyce said, gloomy. the amount of trauma joyce had received from will alone was enough, but knowing something could happen to y/n too kept her awake at night.
defeated, y/n groaned. "fine." she muttered, grabbing a wet paper towel to clean the kitchen counter.
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the byers' car arrived at the wheeler's residence, pulling up the driveway. "stay safe, stars!" joyce called out while the twins got out of the car. joyce always called her twins her stars. stars as in, the only light in the dark.
