Speak of the devil | Finn Wolfhard

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"Oh-uh...finn...hey"
At this point I couldn't speak.
"Y/n...I-I'm sorry I'm making this very awkward bu-"
I cut him off.
"You're not...finn..."
"What ?"
"D-do you wanna come in ?" I really wanted him to talk to me about last night.
"Oh-uh sure..."
I walk over to the living room with finn following me and we both sit down
"Finn...why did you do that...last night ?"
"Do what ?"
"You know what I'm talking about" i say while picking up a bottle of beer
"Well...u-uhm... I thought if I told you this way it would make me look...stupid?" He scratches the back of his neck
"What's stupid ? And which way ?" I put my bottle of beer down
"I just came in your house and kissed you...I thought if I just talked to you about how I feel about you then it would make me feel more nervous.." he shrugs
"How do you feel about me ?"
"Oh-uhm it's really n-not important"
We stare at each other's eyes and then I bite my lips making a light pink colour and I could see him staring at it while I look down at his soft...precious lips
God how much I miss his lips in less than a day
After staring for a minute or two we lean in....

Until

Hey thanks for reading and I'm literally about to fall asleep so thank god I managed to make this before I fall asleep
Anyway have a nice day or night