"Grow up, Robin." Finney pushed him, making him step backwards, which he didn't even realize back then. "Seriously. Get your issues fixed." He spat, clenching his teeth and sneering, directly looking into Robin's eyes with despise and loathe that he never thought he could have in his guts. (1981) It's been a year since Finn cut ties with Robin. It's been a year since Robin's life was shattered into pieces after just a few sentences. It's been a year since he last felt love's warm mellowness instead of finding it abruptly wrecking. He's still tightly embracing the memories, refusing to let go. Refusing to give up - but maybe it's time he finally gives in. ‼️ DISCLAIMER : this is mainly an angst fanfic. There are no big TWs other than alcohol and Robin's behavior getting worse. But come on - what's new, really? ( ALL CHARACTERS BELONG TO SCOTT DERRICKSON AND JOE HILL )
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