EMPTY// Finn Wolfhard

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Now, it was day 2
Y/N woke up first outta the two of them. She made sure not to wake up Finn.
She slowly slipped out of her bed, and put the covers over him.
She walked downstairs and started to make breakfast.
She wasn't the best a cooking, but she didn't let that stop her.

As she was in the middle of cooking, she heard multiple loud thuds, followed by a 'ow'.
She walked over to her stairs, then saw Finn laid out at the bottom.
"What happened?" She asked, quite confused.
"I was up there, now I'm down here." Finn said, still spread out on the floor.
"Ok..." Y/N shrugged and walked back into the kitchen.
She continued to cook, not paying any mind to the fact that Finn was still on the floor, groaning.
After about the 16th groan, Y/N got annoyed, "Finn! Get up!"
To which he responded, "AHHHH"
She then walked back to him, and chucked a pancake at him, "Get up!"
"Fine!" He stood up, and took the pancake, that been stuck to his face, and shoved it in his mouth.
She rolled her eyes.

She was finally done cooking, and made two plates of food.
She placed one in front of Finn, then placed on done for her.
They began to eat.
"Can today be a lazy day?" Finn asked.
Y/N just nodded.
Finn picked up a pancake and threw it at her.
"FINN!" She jumped.
"That's what you get" He nodded, and continued to eat.
She nodded, and stood up. She walked over to her sink, and put the water on. She unclipped it from it thing, and started to spray water at Finn.
He started to shriek like a little girl.
She continued to spray him for about a minute then stopped. She was laughing her ass off.
He was completely soaked.
"You just started a war" Finn narrowed his eyes.
Y/N started to run upstairs.
Finn followed her.
He fell as he ran up the stairs. He got up. He continued to run.
She ran into her room, then jumped into her bed.
Finn slid into her room, and jumped onto her bed.
He practically tackled her, then started to tickle her.
She couldn't help but laugh.
He then smuggled her in a bear hug. He held onto her tightly. He didn't want this moment to end. He enjoyed her warmth.

She held onto him. She didn't want this moment to end. She enjoyed his warmth.
They both laid like that for a while.
"Finn?" Y/N spoke in a soft voice.
"Hmm?" He hummed.
"Can you give me the spoilers for season 2?" Y/N looked up to make eye contact with him.
He laughed, "No can do"
"Oh come on!" Her eyes became hopeful.
"No" He shook his head.
She sighed, "Fine"
"I'll tell you about season 2 if you tell me about season 3 of BROKEN (fake show)" Finn smiled.
"Hell no" Y/N shook her head.
"Well, there's your answer" Finn laughed.
Y/N just playfully rolled her eyes.
"How is shooting going?" Finn asked.
Y/N had been apart of a show entitled 'BROKEN'
The show had been coming up on season 3.
Y/N just shrugged, "Good, I guess"

At this point, Finn and Y/N had let go each other.
Y/N reached over to her bedside table, and grabbed her remote.
She turned on her TV, then switched it to Netflix.
"What would you like to watch, my lord?" She asked in a weird accent.
He laughed, "I don't really care"
She groaned and rolled her eyes, "Why do you have to make things so difficult?"
"Keep rolling your eyes and your gonna get your eyes suck back there" he pointed. (mama Steve over here)
She laughed, "Yeah, ok"
She continued to scroll through the movies and shows that had been shown.
"Ooo...let's watch The Office" Finn nodded.
"Ok...here" Y/N handed Finn the remote.
He clicked on it, and cuddled close to Y/N.

They found themselves laughing from time to time.
Soon, Finn heard a very light and soft snore. He looked down and saw Y/N. She had fallen asleep. Another soft snore left her lips.
He smiled at her.
He turned down the volume on the TV so that it wouldn't wake her up.
She had loosen her grip on his waist. Yet, his grip stayed tight on her.
He continued to watch the show, occasionally looking down and checking on Y/N.
He had felt as though if he didn't, she would slip away, like she would disappear into thin air, almost as if she was dust.
He watched as her would occasionally flutter. Or she would mumble in her sleep.
It was nothing he could make out, only because it was low, mouth closed words being said.
He felt at peace when he looked down and saw that she was still there. When he saw that she hadn't disappear.
His grip slowly but surely loosened on her, and when he let go of her, she turned over on her other side.
Her hair slowly draped down her back as she slept.

He hoped that she was having a nice and beautiful dream, rather than a nightmare.
He hoped that she was at peace. He believed that, in dreams you enter a world that is entirely your own. (if you get that reference i will literally marry you)

He soon started to feel his eyelids get heavy. He grabbed the remote, and turned off Netflix, then turned off her TV completely.
He turned over on his side, so that their backs were slightly touching, and he got comfortable.
He stared at the wall for a couple minutes, thinking about anything that came to his mind. Soon, he became more and more tired. He started to doze off...
He then fell asleep.
They both slept without a problem...