[ Finn x Gender Neutral reader ]

𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 - ꒷꒦

They really did live inside a treehouse. Everything they said was literal. It was strange, but he knew what a treehouse was. But didn't know. It was strange.

Finn opened the door for his brother and the random boy they picked up. The room was filled with gold and shiny weapons.

He was then led up a ladder which revealed a very large, empty, living room. A ripped painting hanging on the wall above a slightly tattered brown couch with a coffee table in front of it.

Across the room was a small kitchen. A oven with a sink and counter right next to it. And a leaky cooler right across.

"We have an extra room upstairs...I have some blankets and a pillow you can sleep on! It's really cold in that room though...", Finn offered, his sentence ending with him seemingly thinking out loud.

"Or you could just sleep on the couch.
BMO could keep you company", Jake added. Stretching his limbs up the ladder and disappearing as the rest of his body dragged along with it.

[Y. Name] walked over and sat down on the couch. Finn following close behind.

"So uh...you hungry? I can make some PB & J's!", Finn started, attempting to start up conversation with the seemingly quiet male.

[Y. Name] shook his head and continued to look around the large living area. It was empty besides from the corners. Strange.

"Well, Jake is coming back with a blanket and stuff for you", Finn reminded, feeling quiet tired himself.

They climbed the ladder and walked down a short hallway. Ending up in the room he said you could stay in. It was cold, but not colder than that ice castle you were in.

Jake's arm entered the room. Blanket and pillows were thrown on the bed before his arm disappeared again.

"I'm kinda tired myself. Make yourself at home. Night!", the door closed with a clock behind him,

This treehouse was nice for a...treehouse.

You laid down on the bed, the room was cold.