dear finn

2.0

"stop beating me you stupid asshole." i huff out in exhaustion as i feel my tiny arms retch in pain.

"awe don't cuss jack." he walks over to me and pinches my small cheeks. i start swatting at his hands while blushing.

he places a light kiss on the top of my head before letting go, and i blush even heavier than before.

i lean my head downwards, trying to hide my blush.

"don't hide your face. it's cute when you blush."

i blush even more than before, but i still keep my head hidden. i hear light foot steps walk over towards me before i feel a finger on my chin, pushing my head up.

"see. was lifting your head that hard?"

i nod slightly.

he laughs at me. "stop being so cute."

"oh whatever." i swat at his hands again but he doesn't let go of my chin.

i can tell that he's coming closer towards me, and i don't stop him. "is it alright if i kiss you?"

"yes."

and that's what he does. he presses his soft lips on mine. i kiss back, and for the first time, i feel like this is a real kiss.

he pulls away and puts his forehead on mine.

"i swear, that wasn't a mistake."
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i gave myself a hickey on the arm, my moms judging me because i like a guy younger than me, and i'm probably going to fail school. so life is great.