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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘-𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓

𝙔/𝙉

"Babe, wait!" Finn calls.

I turn around in the doorway, "Huh?"

"The big box," he says, passing it to me.

"Oh yeah," I giggle. I grab it from him and hold his hand, bringing him into my room. We both sit on my bed and I grab the note from the top of the box. For a special occasion. I furrow my eyebrows and lift the lid, moving the tissue paper. I pull out heels and a beautiful navy blue dress.

I look up at him with a confused smile, "What's this for?"

"Y/N you know how much I lo—"

"Finn if you're trying to say sorry, I already forgave you," I interrupt.

He shakes his head, "I want you to do an interview with me."

I widen my eyes, "Like TV interview? With millions of people watching?"

He nods, "You don't have to if you don't want to."

"I want to!" I say, "But what if they don't like me?"

He gives me a smile, "Of course there will be people that will hate on you for the sake of hating, but everyone with a brain will love you."

"Are you implying that Leah doesn't have a brain or is that just me?" I giggle.

"Whatever choice makes you happy," he smiles.

"So you implied it?" I ask.

"Sure," he says, leaning over to kiss my cheek. At the last moment I turn my head so his lips land on mine. He pulls me closer and I wrap my arms around him, happy with the day's ending.

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— this was a soft filler.
— also if you complain about the color , finn chose it not you. suck it.