Mo Chuisle: Finn Balor

Chapter Twenty Three

A soft yawn escaped my lips as I literally rolled out of bed, making my way out of the bedroom towards the bathroom. It was just after three a.m and Finn and I had a flight to Japan at five a.m. Speaking of Finn, I turned around and walked into the living room and expected to see him fast asleep on the couch. However, he was wide awake and dressed in a black button up shirt and black slacks. 

"Hi," I spoke clutching the necklace. 

His green eyes looked me up and down before turning back to whatever he was watching on the television. I bit my lip as I walked into the kitchen and grabbed a bagel. After I spread cream cheese on it, I hopped on the counter, facing Finn. 

"What time do we have to leave?" I said. 

Silence. 

Finn continued to ignore me causing me to shake my head. "Can you talk to me?" 

More silence. 

"For fucks sake, Finn. Can you say something?" I grumbled jumping off the counter. "I'm sorry for whatever I said or did that made you so upset." 

That seemed to break Finn free from his trance as a loud scoff left his lips and he shook his head, looking at the ceiling before falling on me finally. "Ya have no idea why I'm upset wit ya?" A small laugh leaving his lips. 

All I did was shrug which caused Finn to sit up from the couch, stuffing his hands in his pocket. "Ya doubt me?" 

"What?" I asked off guard. 

"Ya really doubt that I'm going ta let Kevin have ya?" The tone in his voice was broken which made me crumble before him. 

"No, I was just upset that I somehow got involved in this match. I thought I was done with Kevin but now if for some reason you loose, not only do you loose your chance at getting the title, you loose me too." My voice came out staggered, trying to hold back my sobs. 

"Who said I'm going ta loose?" His voice was deep. I was caught up in my feelings that I hadn't noticed Finn stepped closer to me, still leaving a reasonable distance between us. 

"I don't want to loose you." I threw my hands up, letting them fall to the side. 

"Yar not going ta loose me," Finn said sternly. 

"But I haven't exactly been the best girlfriend this past week. You spent so much money on this necklace for me," My fingers gripped the cool metal at my neck. "And I haven't let you kiss or touch me in a week. What kind of girlfriend am I?" 

The tears fell from my eyes as I wrapped my arms around myself, trying to steady my sobs. "I'm trying so hard to get over what happened to me. Trying so hard to let you in again but it's hard, Finn."

He continued to stand in front of me, hands stuffed deep in his pockets. "I'm not askin ya to fuck me. All I want is ta kiss my girl."

I blinked at how blunt he came off. Taking a breath, I gained my composure. "I'm trying, Finn." 

Finn watched me intently, his eyes raking over my bare legs before resting on my face. He licked his lips oh so slowly and closed the gap between us. My breath caught in my throat when I felt his hands cup my face, causing me to look in his eyes. 

"I'm not going ta hurt ya, Skylar." His breath fanned across my lips. 

"I know," The words came out in just above a whisper. 

One of his hands continued to cup my face while the other traced my neck, across my tattoo, before grasping the necklace. "Mo Chuisle," he spoke those words so fluently causing a certain type of heat to rise from the pit of my stomach. 

"Thank you for this," I looked away from his fingers to his eyes, a small smile coming to his lips. 

Finn didn't say anything as he lifted my chin with one of his finger and licked his lips. I wanted nothing more than to feel those lips on mine again but when Finn was about to press them together, I flinched out of instinct. 

The look of hurt that flashed across Finn's face nearly broke me in half. His hands fell to his side and he stepped back. 

"Finn," I stared but he turned his back to me, walking into the bedroom. 

"We should get ready." 

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I watched as Finn ran a hand over his tired face before shuffling through his things, looking for the hotel room key card. He continued to ignore me as I tried to tell him that he put it in his wallet. Since I had brushed off his kiss hours ago, he hadn't said one word to me. It would have been fine if it was only a few hour flight but no, it was a 20 hour flight plus an hour drive to the hotel. Needless to say, Finn had been quiet for over 24 hours. 

After I told him for the third time that he put the card in his wallet, I watched as Finn searched in his wallet and couldn't help but smirk when I saw it right in front of his debit card. 

"Told you." I mumbled as he slid it into the lock, giving us the green light. 

Finn pushed the door open, moving to the side allowing me in as he grabbed our bags. I offered to grab my own but Finn only pushed me away. At least he was still being a gentleman. 

My eyes went wide at the sight in front of me. Finn had paid extra to get a room with a view and might I say, it was worth it. 

I set my purse on the bed and went in front of the window, taking in the view of Tokyo at night. 

"Beautiful," I breathed out. "Finn do you see this view?" I asked turning around. 

I was met, however, with the bathroom door being slammed shut. Biting back the tears, I shook my head and fell onto the chair right next to the window. Why couldn't Finn understand that I was trying to let him in? 

A small smile came to my face when I was struck with an idea. Rummaging through my bag, I found my phone and looked up a local boutique, realizing that it was closing in a few hours. Throwing my bag over my shoulder, I walked up to the closed bathroom door, knocking lightly. 

"I'm going to run to a local market for a few things. Need anything?" 

I was answered with the shower turning on and after letting out a deep breath, I nodded to myself and walked out of the hotel room, purposely slamming the door behind me.