covet | fillie

to the wolfhard's

"WAIT, DON'T TELL ME!"

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"Are you ready?" Millie asks, she stands at the hospital room door, leaning on the frame as patients and multiple doctors walk behind her in a hurry down the hall.

A telephone goes off, causing Finn to jump. Millie giggles at him and closes the door behind her walking over to him.

"It's okay, it's just a telephone." She reassures him, snaking both of her arms around his neck. He was so tall that she had to stand on her tippy toes just to wrap her arms around him.

"I don't know, Mills." Finn mutters after a short pause, sighing as he looks down at her with a gentle gaze.

His eyes trail off to the side, avoiding her own and they subtly start to overflow with tears. His lip starts to tremble, then he just bursts into sobs, his face immediately going into the crook of her neck.

He didn't want her to see him like this.
He felt weak and too vulnerable.

She holds him close, her hand going up and down his back for support. Just the sound of him crying—the feel. She just couldn't help but cry herself. His sad cries had caused her to just drop tears from her own eyes.

"Hey," she mumbles, her voice broke a little. "Hey, it's okay. I-I'll be there—right with you! If everything goes to shit, maybe you can just live in Caleb's shed and I can come see you everyday and—it would be....great." She stutters out quickly, pulling away and meeting his tear stained eyes.

They both release a humorous chuckle, sniffling.

"I guess that would be great." Finn mutters lowly, their foreheads bumped softly as they just stared into each others eyes with an intense glare.

Suddenly, Finn crashes their lips together, his lips molding perfectly with her own. They just melted into the kiss, pulling apart for air before going back in immediately right after.

As they lips moved, they slowly guided themselves to the bed, the back of Finns knees hitting the hospital mattress.

Finn just didn't want to let her go in this moment.

He knew if things didn't work out, Caleb's shed wouldn't be an option. He knew that he would have to go away, maybe go find Natie.

But just for a little longer-

Suddenly a phone rings, both of them jerking away quickly. Millie looks up at him apologetically before slipping the phone out from the back of her pocket and looking at the caller ID.

"It's Noah." Millie says with a heavy sigh, looking back up at Finn before answering. Finn just leaned against the bed, watching her.

He swiped the back of his hand over his lips and a light pink substance was now on his hand, it was all glossy and weird to him.

"Hey, Noah."

Finn furrows his eyebrows and tries to shake the gloss off of his hand, it doesn't budge.

He lets out a frustrated groan before looking around, seeing as there are no napkins or anything of the sort. So, he just wipes it into the mattress—the same time Millie turns around and looks at him.

"Hey Millie, where the hell are you? Dads worried sick, you know." Noah yells into the phone, causing Millie to flinch. She hated it when Noah yelled, his voice was just so ear piercing when he did. She might've mistaken him for screaming.

As she locks eyes with Finn, he gives her a light smile as he wipes lip gloss all over the mattress. She just furrows her eyebrows, confused as to what he was doing.

"Uh—Yes." She suddenly says into the phone, not even knowing what Noah said. She hears him sigh on the other line.

"Are you drunk or something? Where are you?" Noah asks worriedly, his mood changing almost immediately. She swears this boy had mood swings on everything.

It's as if he will see a butterfly on a bad day and he'll start getting all giddy.

"No, Noah! I'm not drunk—I'm just, I'm at the hospital, with Finn." Millie says truthfully, her voice was quiet as she crossed one of her arms over her torso.

She watches as Finn starts to lay out clothes on his bed, the ones that he had been wearing instead of this stupid gown.

"Wait, don't tell me!" Noah interrupts her quickly, causing her eyes to widen in surprise at his sudden outburst.

Finn starts to take his gown off, not knowing that there was a strap behind his back. He started to lift it up over his head, revealing his underwear underneath, the gown only uncovering up to his torso.

Millie's cheeks flushed deeply as she instantly turned around, gulping.

"You're fucking pregnant!" Noah shouts into the phone, "I knew it millie! I damn well knew it—"

"No, Noah! I'm not fucking pregnant!! Finn got into a car accident and now I'm here for him. Now could you please leave me the hell alone!" She screams into the phone, lifting it from her ear and hanging up on Noah.

Her nostrils flare angrily as she just tried to contain her posture, her hand tightly squeezed the device in her hands.

"What is....pregnant?" Finn suddenly asks, his voice being the only sound in the room other than Millie's intense breathing. Her shoulders slouch and she turns around, seeing as Finn had pants on but he still wasn't fully dressed.

Her cheeks briefly blushed a dark red as she just crossed her arms, not even hiding how intensely she was staring at his bare torso.

"N-Nothing—uh, are you almost ready?"

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The whole group waited downstairs for Finn in the lobby, they all perked up as the elevator dinged, another elderly woman coming out.

The pair seemed to take forever to come down.

Suddenly, the other elevator opened and there stood Millie and Finn. They walked out and Finn was dressed in his old clothes, the sleeve of his arm was ripped so as he got out of the elevator, he just nonchalantly ripped the sleeve off so his cast could breathe.

"Let's go." Caleb announces and stands up from his hard rubber seat before walking out the sliding doors ahead of everyone.

Gaten and Sadie give each other a glance before following him, letting the pair catch up with them.

They all got in the car one by one, Caleb knew exactly—kind of—where he was going.

"To the Wolfhard's."

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A/N
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