"How is it that the one day I decide to go out with you, I get into trouble by the law?" Finn asks.
"Shouldn't that be my question? I NEVER go out and I agree on this date with you and I instantly get in trouble," I sigh heavily, "at least it's a change of scenery for me."
"Y/N, we're in a prison cell."
"I was being sarcastic you dummy. But I could cross this off my bucket list."
"That better be sarcastic too."
"Nope," popping the "p". I sneak a glimpse at Finn to find him looking at me, his eyes furrowed. We both erupt into laughter, his laugh dying down to form a smirk. Damn that smirk.
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Finn Wolfhard Imagines
FanfictionJust some cute, tiny imagines on the it//st star. No sexual scenes cause c'mon he's like 10. Requests are open. Enjoy :)
