𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐓 | 𝐅𝐖 [𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐄𝐃]

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐘-𝐓𝐖𝐎

𝙣𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙤𝙧

"Finn I look fat," Y/N whisper-yelled.

"You look thick," he replies.

"I look fat," she says again, "This was a mistake."

"You look beautiful," he says.

"I can't go on that stage, the makeup and dress looks beautiful just not on me," Y/N says. Finn turns to her and stares into her eyes.

"Don't make me press my lips against yours and ruin that pretty makeup," he says.

She rolls her eyes, "Romantic gesture, Wolfhard. Sure made me feel beautiful."

He placed his hands on her sides, "You look perfect."

She shook her head, "Finn I ca—" The boy pulled her closer and pressed his lips against hers, he pulled away and made sure he didn't actually ruin her makeup.

"You look perfect," he says.

"You're on in one minute," a stagehand said quickly, walking past quickly to work on something.

Y/N looked down, "What if they don't like me."

"They won't," Finn swiftly replied.

Y/N looked up at him, "Thanks assfuck."

He shook his head, "They'll love you."

"I would feel like a bitch for calling you assfuck but that was way too cheesy for me," Y/N says.

"You two need to walk on stage now," a staff member scolded.