Y/ns POV:
I sat on the bed with finney, he was doing his homework while I messed with my fingers. I cracked each knuckle loudly causing finney to flinch and look over at me.
"you okay?" I asked, "h-how'd you do that?" he asked, looking incredibly confused. "this?" I cracked my pinky.
he nodded, "does it not hurt?". "no, but I do it all the time."
he nodded again and went back to his book. I creeped over to him. he glanced at me. "go you want me to crack your knuckles?" I asked. he looked nervous.
"I-I don't know" he said. looking down at his hands. I sat directly beside him and grabbed his hand. "it won't hurt, it'll probably just feel a bit weird."
he nodded as I pressed down on one of his knuckles. we both heard a crack and he flinched a bit. I rubbed his knuckles with the other hand and began cracking more.
once I was done with one hand I looked up at him "how was that?" I asked, he looked up at me "I was nervous but I wasn't that's bad" he passed me his other hand and I gently grabbed it.
I began cracking more of his knuckles, he was still flinching a bit but not as bad as he was before. I finished his hand and he let out a sigh of relief.
"can you teach me how to do that?" he asked. I nodded "of course, you just grab a knuckle and you can rather pull your finger or push down on your knuckle"
he tried it but no sound came out. "it's because they've just been cracked, you need to wait a bit before cracking them again" I explained.
"ohhh" he smiled and we cuddled.
