for you - rinney au

six

finneys pov :

a few periods had passed and the lunch bell rang through the classroom, i grabbed my work and put in into my bag before swinging the bag over my shoulder and walking out the classroom.

lunch was boring, normally during kin h i would hang out with donna. donna was my bestfriend, we dated for a week or two until we kissed. the kiss didn't feel right to me and that's when i confirmed to myself i liked boys. she understood me and said the kiss didn't feel right to her either.

donna and i never acted like we were dating, the way we messaged was like the way you would see two bestfriends messaging and we never said "i love you" or held hands. we hugged and kissed that's all we did.

today, donna was off sick and i was alone for lunch and i didn't want to look like more of a loner so i went into the bathroom, pushing the stall open and locking it behind me, hoping i wouldn't get picked on this lunchtime.

i sat down on the toilet and unzipped my bag, pulling out a sketchbook for it and the pen robin had given me first period.

i begin to sketch out a bandana, why? because robin would always wear one.

something about robin was comforting but also scary. robin had long hair and wore a bandana, he would wear baggy clothes and he always small cuts and scars from fights on his body. robins knuckles were scarred and beaten up. he's really attractive though.

robin had always scared me, i transferred schools when i was 7 and the first time i saw robin he was fighting a blond boy that was older than him, good first impression right?

robin, if you didn't know him personally. was someone everyone found attractive but they stayed away from him because of his anger.

"finney?" a voice spoke as the main door to the bathroom swung open. i didn't reconsider the voice. "finney?" the voice spoke out again and i decided i would stay quiet. i lifted up my feet so they rested on the toilet seat lid but as i do so my sketch book falls from my lap.

the book slams against the tiled floor and i tried to pick it up but i just ended up sliding it away from me, it slid under the door and i cursed under my breath. someone picked up the book.

"finney, i know you're in there. this book has your initials on it." the voice said as he began knocking on the stall door. i sigh and give in, getting up and unlocking the bathroom door. i kept my eyes locked to the ground, the boy was wearing red beaten up converse. i noticed something written in black pen on the shoes but the way he was standing made it hard to read, the only thing i made out with a capitalised 'R'.

the boy lifted my chin up with his pointer finger causing me to look up at him. i was thankfully met with robins deep brown eyes. "oh, hi robin." i smile. "why were you in here?" he questions and gives the sketch book to me. "donna is off sick." i explain. "oh." is all he says and i nod, putting the book into my bag. "are you guys.. dating?" he says, pausing before saying dating.

"no? i'm gay." i remind him. "we used to date, that's how i figured out i was actually gay." i tell him and he laughs and i do too.

"um, well, wanna come eat lunch with me vance and bruce?" he asks awkwardly. i hum in response and he puts out his hand for me to take. i laugh but take his hand. "lead the way." he nods as he swings his arm causing mine to swing too.

we get a few judgemental stares and annoyed glares from a few girls. "hey dude, you took forever in there." vance said, turning around to face robin. i looked around, not knowing quite what to do. i locked eyes with bruce who kept eye contact for a few seconds then his eyes darted down to mine and robins hands. he elbowed vance and was talking but without words, with his eyes. vance looked down at where bruce was directing him to and once he saw he looked back up go robin with a smirk.

"you two dating?" vance asks receiving a look from robin. "no." robin sighs before he starts again, "i found finney when i was in the toilet so i asked him if he wanted to eat lunch with us." robin said smiling. "oh so this is finney?" bruce asks. i give him a confused looked as to ask what he meant and he understood.

"robin talks about you all the time." he smirks. "shut up bruce no i dont." robin sighs. "come on finney, you can sit down y'know." vance jokes and i nod. robin sits down and pulls on my hand a little so i would sit next to him.

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sorry for not updating yesterday i literally have no excuses for not expect i just forgot i started writing this yesterday and then i just forgot