The 100 Imagines & Preferences

Griffins Twin | Finn Collins

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"Hey! Woah, Woah, where do you think you're going?" The one and only Finn Collins voice rang. I let out a low sigh, slowly turning to see the boy glaring down at me.

"Finn, I just want to get out of camp. It's so damned depressing here." I groaned. Finn leaned against a tree, a smirk held on his face. He pursed his lips, nodding lightly.

"Well. You wanna leave, I'm coming with you, Griffin." He arched an eyebrow, my arms crossing over my chest. But all in all, you couldn't say no to him.

"Fine, but don't slow me down Collins." I shot back, a smirk playing on my lips. I made sure to pay attention to my surroundings, listening closely. But the only thing I could hear was the loud footsteps of Finn Collins. Before I could turn to yell at him, a bush caught my eye. Little blue berries hung from the limbs, a grin falling on my face.

Finn peered over my shoulder, taking one of the berries from my hands. He observed it, before nodding lightly and throwing it in his mouth. I dumped my little pile of berries into a spare bandana, grinning up at the older boy. Before I could say anything, Finn cut me off.

"Hey did you hear that." Finn immediately grabbed me, pulling me into his side. "We need to get back to camp." And with that, he was dragging you back towards the depressing walls.

"Finn, we're fine." I groaned, jerking my arm away from him. I rolled my eyes, when my feet were suddenly off the ground, Finn throwing me over my shoulder. I screamed in protest, hitting him harshly on the back, all until he had dragged mr back to camp. He placed my feet back on thr ground, his hands gripping my arms.

"Finn! What the hell was that?" I yelled at him. He rolled his eyes, his grip still on my arms. "I'm not a child, I can take care of myself!"

"I don't care Alex! It's dangerous out there. I can't let you get hurt-"

"Are you serious right now? I'm not my sister, I know what I'm doing out there." I yelled at him. "Stop worrying about me. I'm not your sister, I'm not your girlfriend, and I'm sure as hell not your responsibility."

"I-i just worry about you-"

"You shouldn't Finn."

"Listen. If I could stop worrying about you, I would. You're so damned stubborn, but so beautiful." His voice cut off into a whisper, his forehead wrinkling in annoyance. "I just, i- I'm crazy about you, Alex. And I'm so-"

But I didn't let him finish. I pushed myself up onto my toes, placing a hand on his chest. I gently kissed him on the lips, pulling back to look up at him. Finn grinned down at me, grabbing my waist and pulling me into another kiss.

"Mkay, but this doesn't mean you have to worry more."

"Yeah, no promises." He rolled his eyes, pulling me into an embrace. I rolled my eyes in response, but hugged him back regardless.