the cure; wolferson

➹ friday i'm in love ➹

~friday i'm in love~

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it was on a monday that finn learned that sometimes boys liked other boys the way that they were supposed to like girls. finn was seven and in the mall with his mother.

he saw two teenage boys holding hands and looking at each other with a kind of never-ending love in their eyes. the boys were eating an ice cream sundae with one spoon. this sight made finn's little heart burst with glee.

he had never seen two people in love like that besides in movies that he watched with his mother. mary would block his eyes with her hand so little finn would not see the kissing parts. but mary did not know that finn could still see through her fingers.

finn pulled on his mother's sleeve wanting to get her attention.

"momma, why are those boys holding hands?" mary smiled slightly at finn's curiosity. he always had so much love and wonder in his heart.

"because they love each other, finnie." his mother replied.

finn smiled so big and bright he felt like his lips would fall off.

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it was on a tuesday that finn wolfhard met jack anderson. finn was thirteen and jack was fourteen. finn knew jack was going to be his best friend the second they met.

ayla and finn were in their practice room talking about music and writing music which is what they always do when they hang out. finn picked up a fender stratocaster off the stand next to him.

he decided it would be fun to play with the extensive number of instruments ayla had in her basement.

"ayla... jack is here!" her mom called down the stairs.

"send him down!" she shouted back.

once the blonde boy made it to the bottom of the stairs ayla grabbed his hand. she practically dragged him over to the other boy.

"there's someone i want you to meet." ayla whispered in jack's ear.

"jack, this is finn... finn, this is jack. i was thinking he could be our bassist." ayla explained.

jack politely reached out his hand to shake finn's.

"hi," finn said kindly with a smile tugging on the edges of his lips.

"hello," jack spoke. his soft voice sending chills up and down finn's spine.

finn felt his cheeks warm up with a light pink blush.

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it was on a wednesday that finn realized what the way he adored jack really, truly meant. it felt like he was having a heart attack.

finn was fifteen now. while all his friends talked about holding hands and kissing girls on the lips, the only lips finn wanted to kiss were jack's. the only hand that had ever felt right in his was jack's.

finn wondered what this revelation would mean for his and jack's friendship.

whilst jack had never spoken about wanting to kiss girls, he had also never talked about wanting to kiss finn. jack still looked at finn the way he always had.