Continuing Finn Imagines

Trust -Boris Pavlikovsky

Y/n lost a friend. The friend didn't die, just left her. Left her alone when friends are needed.

As the two were arguing over text, Boris stayed by y/ns side. Y/n talked of how pathetic this was. The reasons her friend was giving, it was all pathetic.

Boris saw his girl put down the phone to her side.

"You want to talk about it?" He asked.

"No. I'm good." Y/n said, softly.

Boris pulled her in close to his chest, and held her tight to his heart.

"No tears?" He questioned.

"No. I knew this would happen."
She looked up to her beautiful boyfriend, and stared into his deep chocolate eyes.

"You are going to be ok" Boris whispered.
"I know. We are going to be ok." She responded.

"We?" He asked.

"We. We stick with each other through thick and thin Bor, what's my fight is yours, and what your fight is mine. I love you Boris. And I trust you." She said.

Boris knew she had no trust left in anyone around her. This person took everything from
y/n. Including trust within this world. Boris knew this was true.

"I trust you too" he added.

The two collided their soft lips together like pieces of a puzzle. They only shared one kiss, one soft, and memorable kiss on the lips. That kiss was enough to explain their trust for one another, and to explain their love. Their true, love for each other.

The girl held tight to the boy. And the boy held tight to the girl. Both not wanting to let go of the other.

They knew, all will be better, and all will be well.