Forbidden: Afterglow

Chapter 31

-FINNLEY'S P.O.V-

    The things that have happened in the last week have been crazy. Really crazy. Scary crazy.
    I was so scared that maybe my parents would split up. They're a power couple, the whole would would shit their pants. Me included.
    I would be so sad. Unable to comprehend what has happened. But it hasn't happened. And that's a good thing.
"So what was the adventure today?"
"What do you mean?"
"Exactly what I said. What was the adventure today?"
"There really wasn't one. I got everything handled."
"Hm. I wanna go with you on one of your adventures, babyboy. Sounds fun."
"I would get nervous. So no."
"Nervous?"
"What? Huh?"
"You said nervous."
"You're hearing things, babe."
"I'm not. You said nervous."
    I roll my eyes. "You're hearing things."
    He drags me down on top of him the second I get close to the bed.
"You said it."
"No I didn't."
"You did. You totally did."
"You can't prove it."
"I will tickle you to death babe, I swear."
"No. You won't. I'll kick you in the balls. No hesitation."
"Liar."
"Yeah. I enjoy them too much."
    He laughs at me. "I know. You're weird."
"How is it weird? It's perfectly normal."
"Is it? You literally play with them like in your sleep."
    ...I don't mean to? At least I don't kick him. That's a better alternative.
"Would you prefer I kick you?"
"No. No. No. No. Please don't."
"I won't."
    He leans up and kisses me. I fall into the kiss, all smiles. Except for the crinkle of my nose as his facial hair stabs me. I pull back.
"Why did you shave?"
"Gotta look good for my man."
"Yeah but you stab meee. Don't shave. I like the shadow. It's cute."
"So you won't kiss me?"
"It makes my nose crinkle. And it's uncomfortable when you is down on me."
"Oh. So no fun tonight?"
"At least not that way."
"Aw. But that's my favorite part."
"I bet."
    He rolls his eyes. "You're cocky."
"Unintentional."
    The night consists of nothing but love. And cuddling. Naked cuddling.
"Are you okay?"
"Why do you ask?"
"You tremble."
"I always tremble after, Finn. Do not worry. Least you know you did a good job."
    I roll my eyes in laughter. "Whatever, baby."
    He lightly kisses me. His hair still makes my nose crinkle.
"Is it really that bad?"
"Yes. It's terrible. Don't shave. Trim."
"You are one to talk."
"You don't like my beard?"
"I do. It's too long though. "
"Alright. I'll trim in the morning."
    His arms feel like home. I love this man far too much.
"I love you."
"I love you too, babe."
     I fall asleep in his arms. Easier each night. Or every other time we get to nap.

    Okay. Officially, I hate chickens. Really hate.
    I teleport to the hospital.
"Hey, Finn." The nurse boy says.
"Hey, dude. Got my list?"
"Yeah, of course."
    I summon the things from the list. The people thank me. And for the billionth time, the nurse tries to give me his number.
"Why don't you ever take my number?"
"Because my boyfriend would definitely not like that."
"He's a lucky man. I'd have a wedding ring on your finger faster than you could reject me."
    I laugh to him. "You'll find someone, trust me. You just gotta keep your eye open."
    The rest of the day has me a little off. I would love if Zack proposed. But I doubt that will ever happen.
    When I get home, I'm tackled. Which isn't new.
"Hey, Franky."
"Hey, Finn. Hey. Hey. Hey."
    I scratch behind his ears before I'm allowed up. Zack helps me stand. Which also doesn't work out well.
    Drago jumps down on my back and neck. "Hey Finn."
"Hello, my friend. How are you today?"
"I shit in Bacon and Ham's cage."
"Oh. Wow. Um."
"I cleaned it already."
"I has good aim. Shit from above and through the bars."
    Why? Why is this my life. I didn't think they'd use the tracks I made for them out of acts of revenge. Revenge shits. What the fuck.
     I take Drago from me and put him back on the tracks above my room. The first thing I did was build tracks all around my room so the little ones can run around the room. Bacon and Ham currently laying in the center of it all. And Drago goes over to them and curls up with them.
"I wanna go out, babyboy. Have some fun."
"Why? What do you have in mind?"
"Because. You're gloomy. With your parents and all. Plus, it's always fun to go to the paintball arcade."
    I can't help but smile. He's right. It is fun. "Okay. But you can't cry when I win."
"I didn't cry."
"You were close."
     He huffs. We go. Honestly, I won again.
"You cheat."
"No, love. I do not. I'm good at these things. Just not when Dakota or mom are involved."
    He wraps his arms around me. "Be on my team. We go again."
"You can't get mad if I steal the kill."
"Yes I can. You're a cockblock for a good part of all our gaming."
"I could totally be a cockblock, babe. If you wish."
"No. No. Not what I said. I need you. Don't hold out on me."
"Never."
    After the game is done with, he takes me to dinner. It's really nice. I miss when we use to do this. But I chose to help mom and he chose to help uncle Joel. Which is perfectly fine.
    My favorite part has to be how he orders chocolate cheesecake. A whole cake. And I scarf down 4 pieces with no hesitation or regret.
"Damn babe. Wanna save the rest for later?"
"Yeah. We should totally get some champagne. Relax, video game, eat cake."
"You are perfect." He says in light laughter.
"So yes on champagne? Or we could go with like hard cider or something else."
"Hard cider." He repeats with a wink.
"Hey. It's what it's called. Not my fault."
"We can get that."
    Heading home to game. I knock on mom's door.
"Come in, Finn."
    I walk in. They are cuddled and watching something.
"Aye. So. Zack are going to drink and play games. Wondering if you wanna game."
"I'm not going to drink right now but I don't mind a good game." Mom says.
"What kind of drink do you have?" Ma asks.
"Hard cider. Champagne. Devil spirit, which is rather not be drinking that right now."
"Oooo. Can I steal a cider or two?"
"Sure. I'll be back in a sec."
    I run off to my room and grab a few ciders for ma and maybe mom. Then I head off to Charley and Dakota's room. I knock, hopes they're not.. ew.
"Yeah?" Charley answers.
"Zack and I are drinking and gaming. Care to join?"
"Yeah. I'll definitely kill you." Dakota speaks.
    I run back off to my room. My love already has everything set up and ready to go. It takes a few minutes before we are all in the game.
"You ready to kick ass, babe?"
"When am I not?"
"Point taken. Let's beat these guys."
"Even though you're 80% sure we will lose."
     I laugh. "Yeah."
"We ready?" Dakota says over the walkietalkie.
    I take a long sip of my cider. "Yep."
"Loser cooks breakfast in the morning." Ma's voice comes through.
"Got it." Zack says.
    The games begin. Every other one, we are ahead of Dakota and Charley. Never ahead of mom and ma. And then of course someone cheats.
"Who cheated?" Mom questions. "Oh. Nevermind."
"So ma did it." Dakota laughs through the walkietalkie.
"What? Who says that? Huh?" Ma says innocently.
    Even as she spawn kills me, she act a innocent. An angel who lies so well. But hey. She is ma and I learned from the best.
    I snipe her from the sky. She keeps respawning in the air and I continue to snipe her.
"You're so dead Finnley."
"Yeah? You spawn killed me momma. Just payback."
"I made you, buddy. I could take you out. And will."
    She snipes me. I respawn and she does again. And again. And again. Anger rushes through me.
"You suck, Finn." Dakota says as she snipes me.
    I spawn behind her. "Backstab." I stab her quickly. The character falls. All I can hear is Dakota growl.
    This is fun. Truly. I love 'killing' my family.
"What are your plans for tomorrow, love?" Zack kisses my cheek between games.
"Oh. I have the day off. I'm all yours. Sunday, right?"
"Yeah. Just wondering if you were off or not."
"Miss me?"
"Yeah. I hate waking up alone."
"Says the man who didn't move in until 2 years after being asked."
"Yeah. I'm still sorry about that. But. I had my pets."
"Don't use me as an excuse." Frankenstein says as be curls up on his doggy bed.
"Fine. I was nervous. Totally gone now. But I love waking up with you next to me, not at work."
    The game restarts. Though we lost the last, this one we win. Doing a tie breaker to chose who makes breakfast. Either Zack and I or Dakota and Charley.
    Drinking while gaming only enhances our reflexes. It's still fun. So competitive.
    As the night comes to an end, it just always comes back to this. Being held by my love. Falling asleep with my love. Nothing could be better.