Rinney oneshots🫶🏼

Coincidentally

Robin never meant to make Finney mad. That was obvious, knowing the glittery personality of the dark haired boy. It had been silent for around 2 hours now, every since the misconception of the other.

Robin sat on Finneys bed, awaiting the right time for his big mouth to open. He decided the big moment would be now.

"Uh, finney..?" Robin breathed, his words almost silent. He could clearly hear the grit of the other boy's teeth, making his skin crawl lightly. Finney had never been this mad at him, Ofer anything!

Why was he so mad anyway? Robin had accidentally sat and squished finneys toy rocket ship, that he had gotten for Christmas a few years ago. Robin didn't see why it was so special, when they sold the toy in every dollar store he could think of.

He thought it would be better to not bring up that fact, knowing it would upset Finn even more. Robin snapped out of the idea swiftly, realizing he still awaited an answer from Finn. He waited longer, and longer, but knew that it was an unlikely possibility now.

He sighed, growing disappointed with the treatment Finn held against him. He had said sorry about a million times, what else could he do? He thought about buying Finney flowers or a bear, but he knew that Finn wouldn't appreciate it as much as his broken rocket. Robin had $21.64. (Broke ass.) What could he do with that?

After a long while, Robin eventually dropped the idea of buying something, figuring it wouldn't be good enough. He decided he'd let him and Finn sleep it off, seeing whether or not he'd be ok in the morning.
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Robin and Finn go to bed
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The room sat quietly, Finn and I silently watching the ceiling. The only light that was over watched was a tiny lamp he kept by his bed, so he could dimly see his surroundings. After a good 20 minutes, I turned over and watched Finn closely.

It was nice to see his resting face; all id seen today was the disappointed, anger infused one. His dark face was shadowed from the overall black if the room, so I could hardly tell any detail. I was just eager for tomorrow, so that Finn will have calmed down by then.

For awhile after, I sat and watched finney, until I started drifting off myself
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2 hours later.
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I woke up to teethe chattering. Sure it was cold, but not that cold. I was snuggled up in my comforter, happily dozing to the light him of the fan in the corner of my boyfriends room. But when I heard the chit-chat of teeth, I fluttered my eyes open. I realized the situation, immediately feeling bad. Finney was sleeping without a blanket, huddled in a ball to search for warmth as he was still asleep.

I smiled, ignoring how he may feel tomorrow. I gently pulled him into a spooning position, aligning his features with my own. I held my arms over him protectively, loosening my blanket to give him some. After he warmed up, I made sure he had more covers than I did, and I closed my eyes again.
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Next time I woke up, it was morning. The main difference, though, was a little someone, having a tantrum in my arms. "Robinnnn LET GO IM MAD AT YOU!!!" Finn screamed, flapping his limbs helplessly. I smirked into his neck, blankly stating, "no." I felt his skin grow warmer, before he started screaming again. I rolled my eyes, quickly hushing him  as I slithered my hand under his shirt. "Be a good boy, Finn. Go back to sleep." It stayed silent after that for awhile, until I heard a distant chuckle. "F-furry." Finney managed out, before bursting out laughing, water running down his face as he wheezed.

I began laughing too, muttering a, "shut up," to him a few moments after.  I was so glad that finney wasn't mad at me now.

I love my finney<3