𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 | f.w.

«Suprise!»

[ requested by wavestoblame ]

finn
[ your pov — you guys are 18/19! ]

I grabbed the brownie mix out of the cupboard and set it down on a countertop in our kitchen. I slipped my phone out of my pocket and played some feel good songs from the 80s/70s.

I got out the ingredients for the brownies while listening to Break My Stride by Matthew Wilder, trying to keep myself in a good mood.

Only one more month and I'd get to see my wonderful fiancé again.

Nick has been helping me through it, I would go and chill with him and Quincy since they didn't live very far from where me and Finn lived. However, I still wanted someone to hold me at night, give me sweet little compliments, and cook a meal for me once in a while.

I missed him.

The more I thought about it, the sadder I felt, so I hurried up to make these brownies.

I stirred the mixture until it looked good enough to put in the pan. I stuck it in the oven and turned the timer on. Then, I grabbed my phone and went to go sit on the couch.

I turned on the TV and waited for the brownies to get done.

After about twenty minutes the timer rang, signaling that the brownies were ready for me to devour.

I sprang up off the couch and got some oven-mitts. Pulling out the brownies, I felt a little better.

I cut myself a brownie and stuck it on a plate, bringing myself back into the living room to eat the brownie.

I checked my phone and decided to text Finn. It was ten at night so I figured he was probably sleeping and getting his much needed rest for the next day.

I sighed and texted him anyways, taking a bite of the brownie.

[ FINN — YOU ]

give me your love and affection :(
finnie
finnieboi
froggie
frogger
toad
toadass

hey baby i can't talk right now

aw ok, can you call me when you can? :(

not tonight

ok, i love you

bye

My heart dropped. He didn't say it back.

He always says it back.

I'm just being moody, it's fine. I thought to myself, but the more I thought about it the more upset it made me. I choked out a sob and ate my brownie to the sound of The Simpsons in the background.

I just missed him so much and we haven't had a good conversation in forever.

And then there was a knock at the door. I wiped my eyes and got off the couch, opening up the door.

I saw curly black hair and got excited, thinking it was Finn.

And then I realized it was Nick.

"Hey! Woah, hey are you okay?"

"Yeah, just missing Finn, why are you here?" Nick shrugged.