Finn ° snowball scene ❄️

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Summary; You are your own character on Stranger things, Finn being one of your best friends, he asked you to teach him how to slow dance properly.

I was finally done getting ready for the snow ball scene. My hair was curled and placed in a high pony tail, my make up was super 80's.

I felt my stomach growl, damn I was hungry. I decided to make my way to my dressing room because that's where I stored all my snacks and so on.

I opened the door to reveal a Finn Wolfhard, I winked at him playfully just admiring his outfit for the snow ball scene.

"Woah Wolfhard, looking sweet." I spoke and brushed past him as I headed towards the box of cookies, he chuckled and fixed his blazer. Finn turned to face me,

"Have you ever slow danced before?" He asked, I raised my brow and finished my cookie quickly. I nodded a no and stepped closer towards him.

"Can, y-You help me practise?" He asked, I smiled and shrugged,

"Do it with Millie, it'll be better. Wait, Slow dancing is easy, just sway side to side." I explained, he sighed and rolled his eyes.

"Y/n can you just try it with me? I need help." He mentioned, I chuckled and finally agreed. I don't know why but all of a sudden I became nervous.

"Put your hands here." I explained while placing his hands on my hips, he gulped and I wrapped my arms around his neck. Silence had fallen upon us, I looked down at our feet and realised we were not swaying at the same time. I smirked and laughed,

"Finn, watch my feet. Sway with me. Man we suck at dancing. " I said smiling, his smile crept across his lips. I couldn't stop smiling at him and blushed, my cheeks became red and I looked down so he couldn't see...

"Y/n?" He whispered, I smacked my lips together and looked back up at Finn. His eyes looked down at my lips, suddenly he connected his lips with mine. I kissed back and felt as we slowly pulled away.

"I've wanted to do that for a while." He replied, I felt goosebumps and smiled super hard.

"I'm glad you kissed me." I replied, Finn chuckled lightly and leaned his forehead on mine.

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