STRANGER THINGS IMAGINES

finn wolfhard

*aged up to 18*

I felt a cold hand on my hip, and I whipped my head around so fast I almost lost balance. I could hear my friends in the background asking me what's wrong, but I didn't pay any mind to it.

I looked up into brown eyes that bored into my [ec] ones. His black, curly hair was a mess as he stood tall over my [short/tall] figure.

"Yes?" I asked. My voice slurred a little from the beer, which I held in my hand, but I took another gulp anyway.

His gorgeous lips turned up into a smile, and I felt his hand tighten on my hip.

A little too hard. I bit my lip, ouch.

"Take your hand off of me before I rip it off and beat you to death with it." I said sternly, completely sober by now.

Mystery man's eyes widened, and I smirked, happy that I'd surprised him.

"You don't recognize me?" He asked, taking a step closer.

My eyebrows scrunched up, "Do I know you?"

I took a step back. The music made it harder for me to hear the man, but I didn't want to hear him anyway.

He nodded, his curls moving slightly, "Yeah. We met at [y/bff]'s last party. I'm Finn."

My eyebrows scrunched together, thinking back to that night.

"Just spin the bottle [y/n!" [y/bff] called across the circle, and I rolled my eyes, placing the red cup beside me and span the beer bottle with no regrets.

I watched it spin as all the boys chanted and whoo-hoo'd, waiting for it to stop on a special someone.

I watched on as the top of the bottle stopped, and I followed its path to look into the eyes of a boy I'd never met before, sitting a few seats across from [y/bff].

"Finn! My man!" Another curly haired boy cheered, "Get in there!"

I bit my lip as he smirked at me. That goddamn smirk.

"Alright then, come on." He got up, pushing his friends off of him while laughing, and before I could get up myself, the boy who I now knew as Finn helped me up by the hand.

He held my hand tightly as he led me to the designated empty wardrobe in another room, away from the group.

We stepped in, and he closed the door behind him, pressing "go" on the timer.

I swung back and forth on my feet to the beat of the music, too awkward to start up any type of conversation.

"So," he said, making me look up at him, "What's your name?"

"[y/n." I stated, "You're Finn, right?"

He nodded. I swear I saw him take a step forward, but didn't say anything.

"You're friends with [y/bff]?"

I nodded, "Since pre-school."

"You don't talk much do you?"

"Not really."

"Let's not talk then."

I glanced up at Finn, not knowing what he meant by that, before he smashed his lips onto mine.

I kissed back, of course.

"Yeah, I remember." I mumbled, "Sorry, I'm pretty wasted." I chuckled.

He nodded, "Yeah, I see that."

I nodded, "I didn't notice you were here... I would have come say hey."

He shrugged, "I'm here now."

I smirked, "Oh?"

Before the boy could answer, I heard my name being called, "[y/n!] come on! We're going home!"

I nodded at [y/bff], turning back to Finn. I smiled, giving him a long lasting kiss on the lips.

"You have [y/bff]'s number, right?" I mumbled, kissing him still.

He nodded, "mhm."

"I'll text you my number from there." I leant back and smiled, before running off with [y/bff].

What a night.

This is ew but I felt like I needed to post something asap.