Finn Balor Imagines

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I was drunk, my friends took me out to a club. My boyfriend came along just in case, I walked in our apartment and tore off my shirt. Finn looked at me wide eyed and he blushed, I took off my pants and flew in our bed. Finn's eyes were even wider, I sighed and got on my back.

Finn sighed and went into his drawer, he grabbed his Balor Club t shirt. Then gave it to me "Nahhhh... I'm good baby..." I said. Finn face palmed sort of and sighed "No your not Sam..." I laughed in a sexy laugh. Finn was red "I'm fine... Now get over here" I said smirking.

Finn shook his head and folded his arm "Get the shirt on Sam! You know if you weren't drunk you wouldn't want me to see you like this..." I sat up and gave him a weird look "I am not drunk!" Finn sighed again "Can you please put on the shirt!" he pleaded.

I growled and sighed, I stood up and walked towards him. I didn't walk normally though, he gave me the shirt and I slid it on. It was one of Finn's shirts that were skinny and it passed shorter than the half of my thigh. Finn smiled "Good..." "Finn.." Finn sighed.

Then he went and got some coffee, I growled and went to him. I was way to drunk, the dim lights hurt my eyes. I could barely see and my mind was all about Finn, I wanted to get him. I grabbed him "Sam! What the hell are you doing?" I turned him to me.

Finn squeaked and blushed "Finn" I sung. Finn looked at me and didn't know what to say "Wanna play?" Finn frowned and turned back to the coffee. I growled "Finn..." Finn gave me the coffee "Here, love. Drink this" I sighed "Finn... Why don't you wanna play?" "Your drunk..." "No... I'm fine!" "That's what a drink person would say" I rolled my eyes.

I drank the coffee and dragged him to bed, I tore off his shirt and he put some sweat pants on. Then he crawled into bed, I smiled and we snuggled. The darkness drifted me off to sleep as my strong boyfriend had me aside.