~ You're Taught To Be Good, But You Learn To Be Bad ~ Finn Wolfhard X Reader

Come Back To Me

Your POV

"Y-Y/n?" He huffed out.

"Shh... It's okay. You're okay." I hushed. "Want some water?" He nodded, his eyes were sleepy and his breathing sounded like he was beginning to struggle. He began to lift himself as I grabbed the bottle of water. "Tilt your head back." He did as I asked, I opened the bottle and began to give him water. As he finished, I put the bottle back on the bed and looked him over.

"You're here." He mumbled. "You're really here..."

"Of course I'm here," I said, letting out a soft chuckle and brushing his hair out of his face. "I'm gonna clean up the blood... If you don't mind." He gave me a slight nod. I picked up the first-aid kit. I opened it to find a bottle of rubbing alcohol, bandages and some cotton swabs. I grabbed one of the cotton balls and poured the rubbing alcohol on it, then began to swipe it across his forehead. He winced as I cleaned the cut. "How are you feeling?" I asked.

"Fucked up."

"Yeah, I bet." I laughed. "He got you good. You got a giant cut on your forehead, your eye is super bruised. Your nose is busted up and your lips are... Don't even get me started."

"Are they still..." He trailed, "Kissable?"

"Very." I said, feeling a blush enter my cheeks. A few moments of silence passed us by.

"... I'm sorry, Y/n. I really am." He voice broke as he spoke. "I love you... So much." My mind went blank for a moment. "Please Y/n... Please say something. Anything..." He begged as tears fell from him bruised eye.

"I love you too," I said softly wiping away the tears. Then continuing to clean off the blood. He was silent until I finished. "Anywhere else hurt?" He nodded his head, "Where?" He shifted uncomfortably as he lifted up the stomach of his shirt pulling it over his neck, revealing his bruised chest and abdomen.

"Oh my god, Finn!" I exclaimed. "Are-Are you okay? Is it bad?"

"Nah... I'm alright." He said, as his breathing continued to struggle. I ran my fingertips across his discolored chest.

"I'm so sorry, Finn." My heart began to break at the sight.

"Sorry? What are you sorry for? You saved me. Do you understand that? You saved me..."

I Iet out a soft smile as I continued to clean off the bruises.

"All done," I said, softly.

"Y/n?" He said in a low voice.

"Yeah Finn?"

"I know we're kinda having a moment... But if you don't kiss me soon I swear, I'm gonna burst." He replied, giving me a smirk. I bit down on my lip, trying to hold back my laughter.

"You're an idiot, Finn Wolfhard."

"I know." He laughed, before placing a hand on my cheek, pulling me in. I gently placed my lips on his, trying to be careful of his wounds.

He moved one of his hands from cheek down to my waist. Pulling me closer.

"Finn." I breathed in between kisses. "Finn stop. Carl's downstairs."

"No, please. Y/n... Just forget about this him." He begged. Running his other hand through my hair. "Can't we just, just be together?"

I bit down on my lip before leaning back in and continuing the kiss. The kiss began to grow deeper and deeper as we went on. My breathing hitched as he began to leave kisses on my neck, finding tender skin.

"Do you want me to stop?" Finn asked, pulling away. The question rang in my ears for a moment.

Finn's POV

She suddenly pulled away, standing up for a moment. Pacing around the room.

"Before I answer that. I wanna know, are we... Back together? Is that what this is?" She said wearily.

"Yes... if you'll have me back." A small smile presented on her face. She suddenly approached me, sitting on my lap.

"Keep going." She breathed out. I felt a smirk appear on my lips as I leaned in leaving more kisses on her neck.

A/N: Hello, my beautiful people. To be continued...