16 | RINNEY

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When the Denver grabber was finally caught and arrested Finney Blake found himself sighing a heavy weight of relief out into the air. For a boy with little religious faith, he actually thanked whatever god was out there that the grabbers dirty hands weren't able to grab any more of his friends.

It was Friday night when he was caught, finney was downing his second bottle of grape soda at the Grab N Go, watching the news as he fumbled through the isles.

As he walked towards the counter, dropping 2 bags of chips 3 chocolate bars, his grape soda along with his empty one, he turned his head while the news channel rang through the quiet.
In the back corner he spotted Vance hopper, where he always was fussing with the pinball machine in a stern focused quiet.

Vance scared finney, truly. He was unruly and loud with an aggressive nature he couldn't understand. He spoke to vance sometimes, as everytime he came to the store to pick him and Robin some snacks vance was there. Sometimes it was just the two of them.
The cashier waved her hand causing finney to snap out of his thoughts and turn towards her
"Sorry- what'd you say?" He smiled a sorry smile at her

She just grumbled "3.99"
He hummed pulling a crumpled 5 dollar bill out of his pocket.
Taking his change and his bag of snacks he began to walk away.
He placed his hand on the door but before he pushed turned to vance.
It was barely a moment before Vance spoke
"I can sense your fucking eyes, Blake" he grumbled not turning or shifting from his game
Finney smiled

"Looks like you're gonna beat your high score"
Vance hummed "obviously. I always do."
He wanted to say more, but knew that he was just feeling sappy in that moment and just pushed the door open and started his walk to robins house.
The sun was setting as he walked, a skip in his step.

He recalled how months ago, griffin stagg, a boy in Gwen's home room, had a run in with the grabber and in some remarkable way was able to escape his grasps before he could be shoved into the back of the black van.
A couple of nights later he found griffin sitting at the dining room table, excitedly telling the story to Gwen, who's eyes shined brightly back at him.
These days griffin frequents the Blake household. He and Gwen are always around playing games and laughing to eachother . It made finney smile, he liked that Gwen had someone of her own to look forward too.

As he stepped up the porch of the Arellano house he smiled gently to himself. Something about tonight left him feeling so warm inside.
He wrapped his knuckles onto the red wooden door and just a moment later it flew open.
"Fin!! Mi amor bendición" robins mom smiled at him, pulling him into the house and kissing him on both cheeks. Finney smiled at her, a soft blush across his Cheeks. "Bendición mrs.Arellano"
She smiled at him, ruffling a hand through his hair before patting his back.

One thing finney learned when he befriended Robin back in 6th grade is that his family is super touchy. Robin says it's a Latin thing, that Latin family's are just very touchy feely, but it doesn't matter to fin because he knows should he ever need a hug he could always come here.

"Did you hear the news?" He asked her, a smile on his face "si mi amor, they got the grabber pinche pendejo, he deserves to rot in that cell" finney hummed at her response, smiling so warmly she could probably feel his heart beat through the air. She smiled back, as if she could sense the sap dripping from his head.
"Robins upstairs blancito, call me if you need"
With that she walked back into the living room.
Finney made his way up the stairs and knocked on robins door, quickly greeted with a soft "come in"

He walked in, a bright smile on his face, contagiously making Robin smile back just as bright "hey güero whats with you?" Robin asked with a soft laugh.
Finney placed the bag of snacks and his soda on the floor, closing the door behind him and then jumping onto robins bed beside him. Robin laughed "dude seriously what happened why're so happy"

Finney sighed turning over onto his back and staring at the ceiling "they caught the grabber, while I was at the grab n go and I'm like.. I don't know totally relieved right now" he laughed out his last few words. He knew how silly it sounded but for some reason he just was so happy they were all finally safe again. Robin smiled lightly smacking finneys leg as he stood up and grabbed the bag. "Yeah well the old fuckers probably gonna get his shit rocked in jail so- good for him"
Finney hummed as he sat up.
"Im just glad he didn't get anyone. Glad he didn't get you"

Robin smiled gently grabbing a bag of chips before he sat back down, he looked at finney and just like always it felt right. It took him a moment to respond, the two of them just looking at eachother, finney couldn't help but appreciate Robin and his nature beauty, his tan skin his deep eyes his smile. At that moment he felt so lucky and so happy to know he was safe and sound. Robin felt that too, as if it radiated off of him. He appreciated finneys curls and his soft and gentle demeanor. He hummed, nodding as he opened the bag of chips.
"Yeah in glad he didn't get me too. Even happier he didn't get you."

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I haven't written a fanfic since I was 13 I am now 18 but I'm regressing hello