𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 | f.w.

«The Break-In»

finn

Y/N pushed Finn off her bed.

"ASSHOLE!" She shouted at her laughing boyfriend.

"What did I do?" He shouted back between laughter.

"You know what you did.." Y/N mutters back, crossing her arms.

"Beat you at fucking Candyland. Mhm." Finn said with a salty tone.

"You sure are a smart asshole, huh?" Y/N helped him back onto her bed where she began to place the game pieces back in the box. "So, what next?"

"I would suggest a pillow fight, but I'd rather just cuddle. Movie?"

Y/N nodded as she grabbed her remote. She scrolled through the channels on the TV.

"Seriously, you don't have Netflix?"

"Yeah, but I want to watch Seinfield re-runs."

"Can't you find those on Netflix?" Finn began to relax, fluffing the pillow behind Y/N. Afterword, slipping his arm behind her for her to lay on. He tried to pull her closer before she spoke.

"I have no fucking clue but I don't want to have to say Netflix into my remote because that's too much work."

"That was a long sentence."

"You're a long sentence." Finn chuckled before pulling her into him. She rested her head on his arm while selecting the channel she'd been looking for.

"You make no se-"

"SHHH THE THEME IS THE BEST PART!" Y/N pressed her hand to his lips as she began to hum the familiar tune.

"You're such an idiot.."

"Ditto." Y/N responded without hardly having to think.

•••

"Did you hear that?" Y/N asked, rubbing her tired eyes.

"It's probably just your dad or something." Finn responded, giving her forehead a quick peck.

Y/N settled down a bit before turning the channel, to SNL of course.

Finn rolled his eyes at the predicted action, and just snuggled his head into the crook of her shoulder while she watched the TV intently.

Y/N heard another noise coming from downstairs, this time a crash.

She muted the TV instantly and turned her head to face Finn.

"That's not my dad coming home with my mom, he wouldn't knock something over like that."

"How are you so sure, it could be fine?" Finn shrugged, looking into her attentive eyes.

"I'm not getting murdered tonight, stop shrugging it off like the white characters."

Finn scoffs and slips off the bed along with his girlfriend. The two joined hands as Y/N opened up her door. They both slipped down the stairs as quietly as they could.

Of course, Finn wasn't graceful.

At all.

Almost stumbling down the stairs they heard another crash.