The Cinderella Agreement (Completed) [Featured Story]

17: The Pet Store

Dedicated to Brittany iwearheelys for taking out of her time to make me the gorgeous cover above! Thank you❤️✨

Also, Wolves by One Direction attached to media for no reason except for the fact that I listened to it as I wrote majority of this chapter (that would explain the slight cuteness and fuzziness of this chapter lmao) and I'm obsessed and nostalgic

For someone who had been stood up the day before, and for someone so abysmally petty, Finn was in a good mood today. He met Mit at the subway station girded with a donut wrapped in brown paper, his trusty assjacket, and the splatter of freckles across his nose.

"Hey," he said, still facing forward, awaiting the arrival of the next train downtown, so that his side was parallel to hers.

"Hey." She smiled, and then slowly retracted the donut from his grasp. "Got this for me? Oh, you shouldn't have."

"I didn't," he retorted, stretching to take it back, but after a while of circling around her with the both of them acting like two mad children, he stopped, sharply aware of the stares of passers by. "Fine, have it. But I hate you. Know this fact."

"Aw, love you, too, Finland," she replied behind a bite of jelly-injected pastry. "God, Finley, you need to start warning me before throwing around affectionate stuff like that, my poor heart just can't take it."

"I fûcking hate you," he said again, although this time he was laughing. He brushed several strands of his reddish hair out of his eyes before restuffing his hands into the pockets of his assjacket. "Y'know, taking the subway really sucks sometimes, but it beats taking the bus or walking. Especially the school bus. That thing is full of annoying freshman and sophomore kids who I'm sure haven't even discovered the art of bathing."

"You were once a freshman and sophomore."

"Yeah but I was cooler." He sniffed his jacket. "And I smell better."

"I can't really justify the cool thing, but I can admit that you don't smell that bad."

"I make monthly investments in cologne, you cannot just leave it at 'that bad'. I smell heavenly."

"God, your ego is bigger than Saturn." She rolled her eyes, peeling back a bit of brown paper as she prepared to take out another bite of her stolen donut.

The train finally pulled into the station along with a whoosh of wind, screeching against its tracks in a sibilant hiss as it slowed to a stop. They both stepped aboard, albeit after some delay, courtesy of aspiring wrestlers struggling to board before them, and by the time they were on, all seats had already been taken.