Finn Wolfhard Imagines

41 - alien invasion

You run up to his porch, lifting up the "welcome" mat to find a golden key glistening at you. While still trying to catch your breath you continuously look back to check that nobody was there. You unlock the door and give yourself entry and run up to his room you remember being the 4th door on the right. You shoot open the door, adrenaline pumping through your veins as you didn't pay any attention towards the running water in the bathroom.

You swing his closet door open and grab a large suitcase, chucking all his clothes that were neatly colour coordinated and hanged into the case. The water suddenly stops and not less than a second later the sound of a door opening and the cocking of a gun is heard behind you but that didn't stop you from continuing to pack.

"Who—" he stops mid sentence.

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"...y/n?"

You look over your shoulder and see the shock written all over his face, "sorry for dropping in like this Finn but you're going to have to skip town with me," you zip up the suitcase and throw him an outfit, "get ready."

"Wait...y/n—"

"I promise I'll explain everything to you but right now you have to hurry."

***

After what felt like forever he was finally leaving his house. He gets into the passenger seat as you step on the accelerator, swerving swiftly at every corner and into every free space on the road that got you to your destination quicker.

"So are you going to explain to me where you've been?"

"Hi y/n. Hello Finn. How are you? I'm good thanks for asking. A little politeness is not too much to ask is it?"

"That's long gone. I don't do that with you, not anymore. Where have you been y/n? Why are you suddenly dragging me out of town?"

"I've been on mars. Saw some aliens who were so friendly and sweet. One of them fell in love with me and since I didn't love him back and said I loved you instead he's threatened to invade Earth to kill you," you joke.

"You haven't changed one bit. Still joking around in the most serious situations."

"But you have. You're cuter ... hotter, the way you aimed that gun at me with those curls. Oohh. Makes me fall in love with you all over again."

"I've missed you," he whispers.

The corners of your lips tug upwards into a smile, "me too Wolfhard. Me too."