incapable

moonlight

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" Every look, every touch
Makes me wanna give you my heart
I be crushin' on you, baby
Stay the way you are "

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he was staring at her as per usual. you could call what he was doing plain creepy which it kind of was, but finn couldn't stop himself. she had been asleep for about one hour now, completely knocked out.

he saw they way she shivered from the cold, even if she had over ten blankets smothered on top of her and a nice warm fire sprouting from his marble fireplace in his bedroom.

he continued to stare, he loves the way the moonlight cascaded down onto her olive skin, as weird as it sounds all he wanted to do was touch it, kiss it but he stopped himself, he would never do that without her consent, never. he may have been raised by someone who did do that but no, not him.

"finn." broken out of his sour thoughts by the girl he was fantasising about just seconds ago, he straightened his posture nervously at her voice, almost like he thought she knew what he was thinking about doing to her in his mind.

he was sat on an expensive looking chair in the corner of his room near his fireplace, as expensive as it looked it was uncomfortable and itchy

"yes emo?" he asked in that husky voice, she widened her tired eyes had it always been that attractive? she shivered at the thought of her dating finn wolfhard, or maybe it was just simply the cold air nipping at her bare skin

"i'm cold." she whispered making his lips deepen into a frown

"do you want another blanket?" he asked in a soft voice, standing up from the chair and walking over to his bed

"c-could you just cuddle me?" she mumbled, half asleep again. his eyes widened a cherry red glow caressing his features, he loved acting shy but he hated this because he wasn't acting and deep down he knew that.

"s-sure." he smiled walking around to the other side of the bed, lifting the blankets up and getting underneath with her. he boldly wrapped his arms around her waist squeezing her closer into him, her head against his chest.

millie hated the fact that he was so comfortable and warm, she literally felt like melting when she felt his warm hands caressing her hips

finn was biting his lip in awe at the girl and also in discomfort, he couldn't cuddle up in a warm bed with jeans on, that was a definite no.

"mills?" he whispered, shifting awkwardly which she noticed

"yes?" she hummed, not really listening to his words only the soothing song of his heart beat, which by the way was going really fast.

"if you hear my belt unbuckle don't be alarmed." he chuckled at her shocked reaction as she sat up immediately, he noticed the way that black tank top was showing some skin, he stared at her collarbone, trailing down to her-

"what the fuck do we think we are doing in this fine moment?" her words stumble out of her mouth, that british accent making him want to groan in satisfaction

"i can't sleep in jeans, damn don't get too excited baby girl." finn smirked making her scoff loudly, her head hitting the white pillow again