Finn had an event in California and he had somehow forced you to drag along even though you weren't attending. At least you hope you weren't. His agent was sorting through his schedule while you stood behind the hotel couches.
"Hey y/n," his agent calls out as you turn your head to look.
"Hmm?"
"Do you like Finn?"
You eyebrows raised from shock. You were not expecting such a question especially since he was in the room next door.
"What? No. We're just friends and you know that" you say.
"Just friends?" You turn your head to the side and see Finn entering the living area, walking towards me, "what do you mean just friends?" You roll your eyes. You knew he was trynna be serious but you couldn't with his curls looking all cute and fluffy.
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Finn Wolfhard Imagines
FanfictionJust some cute, tiny imagines on the it//st star. No sexual scenes cause c'mon he's like 10. Requests are open. Enjoy :)