Continuing Finn Imagines

The box pt. 2

(Warning! Multiple spoilers ahead! If your gonna see the movie when it comes out then don't read this. I'm currently reading the book and I am almost finished with it so I'm making this as spot on as possible but I am going to make my own tweaks to match the plot)

Y/n POV

We boarded off the train. Now we're in New York. The big city. Emotions flooded my mind with memories of my childhood. My childhood where I would hide my brother in our room from our parents arguing. "You know where 'Hobie' is?" Boris asked Theo. "Yeah. Down a few blocks. He owns an antique shop. And he is a really good cook too!"And Weltys granddaughter Pippa lives here too. I think."
Theo said. "Pippa? That's her name?" I asked. I looked at Boris, who took my hand and shrugged at my comment.

As Theo, Boris and I walked down the way too familiar streets, we made it to the shop.
Theo pushes the door open, and we all stepped in. The scent of wood stain, and sawdust filled the air. "Hobie?" Theo called.

Then, a tall framed man stepped out from the back. "Theo! You're back so soon!" The man said. "And you have brought friends!"

"This is my sister, Y/n, and this is My friend, or y/ns boyfriend Boris." Theo introduced us to the man. "Call me Hobie. Please" he stuck out his hand to Boris and I.

"Theo?!" A small voice called out. A girl, about my age, sprinted to the room we were in. Her fiery hair flowed through the artificial breeze produced by the fan in the corner of the room.

Pippa hugged Theo with a tight embrace. "Your hair! It grew back!" He stared into the girls eyes. "Yeah. It did!" She exasperated. Boris cleared his throat. "We run from home. We need place to stay." Boris said. "You can stay with us if you would like." Hobie answered. "I'll go put some tea ready."

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Pippa began assigning rooms to us.
"Y/n. You can sleep with Theo. Boris you can stay with me if you'd like." Pippa said. "Umm that won't work. At all. Boris is mine and not yours. I don't care how much you like Boris, but he is MY boyfriend. Not your toy. So in that case. I think Theo should stay with you because you two are already familiar and Boris stays with me." I defended.

Pippa just nodded her head slightly and walked away.
I grabbed Boris's hand and walked swiftly to the room we're staying in.

"My love. You didn't have to yell that way." Boris held my shoulders, facing me towards him. "She was trying to separate us. I had to step in." I reassured. "Well. I do have to say my love, that was hot." Boris complimented.

I smiled and pulled Boris into a passionate kiss. After pulling away, Boris took my hand. "Time for bed. What you think?" He asked. "Agreed."

I pulled the quilt out and waited for Boris to get comfortable in the small bed. I got in afterwards and hulled the quilt over myself. I knew that I would like this 'new life' accompanied by Boris. As the air conditioner pooled out chilled air, I settled myself closer to Boris, almost spooning him. Boris shifted around to face me. "My love," he placed a hand on my face, cupping my cheek. "You ready for this new life?" He asked. After a small hesitation, I nodded. "Yeah. I think I'm just scared to let go of the past I was so used to. This is all new Boris. I'm not used to running away, and selling my mothers things for cash." I said. "Yeah. I understand my love."

He leaned over me for a kiss, and joined his lips with mine. After pulling away, I turned over to turn off the light.

Then shuffled into Boris's neck, and hugged him softly.

Thoughts of what my father is thinking now started flooding my mind. Then the reasons why I left overpowered the previous thoughts.

I could get used to this.