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The Question

his fingertips brushed up and down her bare back, nothing covering it at all. she was in a prostrate position and finn couldn't help but stare at her beautiful body.

a smile quirked at his lips, pulling the covers a bit further up over her body because he saw her shiver, little did he know she shivered because of his touch, she didn't want it to leave her.

he was in love with this girl and she was in love with him too. the events of last night or earlier this morning I guess, races through his mind making him smirk to himself.

he eyes the state of his bedroom, clothes scattered everywhere on the floor, messy bedsheets. Finn was innocent or at least he acted like it. yes he was a gentleman but the events of last night made him crazy, not a very gentleman like crazy.

he threw the bedsheets off of him. only being in underwear, the cold air hugged his half naked body with raw, icy air. he walked over to his chest of drawers and pulled out a pair of black basketball shorts, he couldn't be bothered to wear a shirt, even if millie saw him she probably wouldn't mind I mean she saw him with a lot less on anyway.

"mills." He whispers in her ear causing her to stir awake. He lay himself in he space right beside her. her face was still stuffed in the comfortable white pillow. she still wouldn't get up so he moved a bit of her blondish-brown hair away from a spot on her neck.

he placed small, soft kisses along the back of her neck down to her upper back causing her to sigh in satisfaction. he was going to tell her to get up but he just wanted to kiss her all over and hug her and spend every second with her, so that's what he tried to do for a couple of minutes, kissing her again. This time millie rested the right side of her face against the pillow instead of her whole face, so he caresses her jawline with kisses, the silent sound of lips kissing the only thing heard in the silent thick air.

they both knew that either one of their friends could walk in at any moment in time but they didn't care, he just wanted to melt in her utter presence, she smelt so good, apple and strawberry mixed together he wanted to smell like that but I mean I guess he does, her scent had embraced his senses since the events of last night and it drives him crazy, now he can't even inhale without the british brunette on his mind, I mean not that he didn't do that already.

"You should probably get up." He murmured into the crook of her neck making her hum in response

"Can we just stay like this for a couple more minutes?" She asks but she already has her answer by the way he squeezed her body tighter, she didn't need his words she was already fulfilled with their intimate contact.

"You make me so soft finn wolfhard." She sighs, twisting one of his unpredictable curls around her finger as he hugged her closer

"You make me soft too- well apart from last night you did quite the opposite-

"Finn!" Millie scolds him, biting back the shameful smile that was soon to frame her lips, the lips Finn Wolfhard adores with all his heart

he chuckled rolling off of on top of her small figure, interlacing his hands together, laying them on his slightly muscular abdomen. Staring at the ceiling for a few minutes

He couldn't help but stare at her, more specifically the back of her because that's the side that was facing him. She had tried to throw on her leather leggings but he stopped her.