You | Finn Wolfhard

"Stars."

"I don't want to dance," I spoke. I laid my head on his chest to bury my flushed face. "I want to stay this way. No movement. Just us enjoying the breeze."

"Can I hold your hand instead?" he asked. It was cold and soothing. He slips his fingertips to intertwine it with mine. I remained my head from his shirt before sighing. "Hm..." he sways it between us. My body was still tensed I don't know what to react.

"Finn?"

He slides his hand towards my hair, playing it with his fingers. I can say he is probably nervous at this moment because he tends to play it cool. I slowly took my face from him then looked up to see my reflection from his eyes. He was blushing really hard.

"Thanks for being my good friend," I said. And from that he slowly closes the gap, hanging me for something I wanted to happen.

"You're very welcome,"

Finn wrapped his arms around me, embracing me with his scent. Our heartbeats collided the whole night and we were beneath the stars enjoying the music raging from the rooftop.

"(Y/n)?" I hummed in response. "One four three."

"What does that mean?" I laughed, "Is this some kind of your riddle games again?"

He smiles, "I'll give you a minute to figure out what it is. Then answer me back and I'll give you a price."

"What?"

And from that, we laughed every time I tried figuring out what those numbers are. Finn was just making it worst because he's teasing me over and over again.

Well, what does it really mean?

1 4 3

"I love you."

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I can't breathe.

It's so good to be alive 😶

Oml he's so frigin handsome😭

Mah heart

😭😭😭😭

okay. I'm done.