A/N: hey y'all! thank you so much for 50k reads thats fucking insane! I don't deserve y'all. The next part i upload is gonna be..um...disappointing.

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It had been 2 years since Robin and Finney had made it out of hell itself. Robin had gone to therapy for a year, and was finally almost fully recovered. Finney had refused to go to any sort of therapist, they don't actually help you.

Both boys were 16, and were trying to just live life as much as they could. They were inseparable. They couldn't sleep without being next to the other, couldn't eat without being next to the other, they depended on eachother. That may not sound healthy, but it was their way of coping, so who cares?

They had returned to school 4 months after the kidnappings, and everyone avoided them. Everyone acted like they had the plague, they were scared of Robin and Finney. But, Robin and Finney didn't care, they only needed eachother.

Finney suffers with nightmares, horrible nightmares. One time one was so bad, he locked himself in his bathroom, sitting in the corner with a knife, thinking the grabber was after him. It took Robin 3 hours to get him out of there. They aren't as bad now, but they still happen.

Robin has terrible anxiety, more specifically separation anxiety. He can't be alone for too long, before he goes manic. He'll have horrible panic attacks, that have often lead him to have to visit the hospital a lot. That's mostly the reason why Finney and Robin are always together.

They trust and love eachother the most.

Of course, both of the boys love eachother more then they should, in a not so friend way. Both are too scared to confess to eachother, thinking they will ruin their beautiful friendship. So they choose to bury those feelings down, ignoring them.

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Finney admires Robin, he looks up to the other boy. Even after the events of the grabber, Robin was still the strongest fighter he knew.

2 years later, their classmates have grown more mature, and don't avoid them like they had in middle school. Which also means girls swoon over Robin, i mean who wouldn't? Robin was so very attractive, looks and personality.

Robin had gained muscle, lost of arm muscle. Finney would catch himself drooling over his best friends arms a little too often. His lips were plump and chapped, only because he smoked and all that jazz. Finney still thinks they would feel incredibly soft under his own though.

His style was the same of course, bandana and all. His hair was the same, only a bit longer, and wavy. He had caught up to Finney height wise, both of them being 5'9.

Of course Robin was still a trouble maker, and a total nerd, that would never change. He still got into fist fights, even major fights sometimes, and Finney was always there to patch him up. Robin is still a total movie nerd, always rambling about his favorite movies, and the whole plot line.

Finney loved how Robin never changed, he wasn't scared to be himself. Finney loved Robin Arellano.

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Robin thought Finney was the most beautiful piece of art. Finney was gorgeous to Robin, he didn't understand how no one else saw how beautiful his best friend is. At the same time, Robin was glad no one noticed. That meant he was able to have Finney as his own.

Finney hadn't changed. He was still the same shy, but outgoing boy. He was still a total nerd that was freakishly amazing at school, and he still had his passion for space. Robin loved his Finney.

Finney had grown though, along with Robin. His hair was the same hairstyle he has had since the 5th grade, a brown shaggy mess. Robin loved running his fingers through it though, it calmed both of them.

His style was still dorky and cute. His eyes were still that dark pretty brown, Robin loves. His jawline was sharp, and his face defined, and if you looked close enough, you could see faint freckles along his nose and cheeks.

Robin loved this dork he called his best friend, he was beautiful.

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That leads to now, where both boys are sitting in Robin room, sharing a cigar. The radio is playing softly in the background, while both boys talk.

Robin is sitting up against his headboard, while Finney is sitting between Robins legs, back against his chest. It's 11:32pm, on a random night in July.

Both boys are wearing tank tops, and basketball shorts. Robin has his hair up in a bun, bandana lost somewhere in the bed. Hes running his fingers through Finneys hair, pushing it away from his forehead.

Once they finish the cigar, they sit in comfortable silence, occasionally humming along to a song on the radio.

"Hey Finn?" Robin says, breaking the silence. "Hm?" Finney hums, in acknowledgment. "What's going to happen in the future?" Robin asks. Finney stays silent, thinking.

"Honestly Rob, i have no idea. I don't want to leave you or Gwen behind. I'm definitely not going to college, no way i can afford it." Finney says, fidgeting with his fingers. Finney takes a deep breath in before saying, "All I know is that I want you to be in my future." Finney says, face heating up.

Robins fingers pause in Finneys hair, before taking them out. Finney starts to mentally freak out, had he said the wrong thing? "Hey Finn, turn around for me." Robin says, in a horse voice.

Finney is confused now, but turns around straddling Robins lap, facing him. Robin is looking at him, with a look in his eyes Finney can't figure out. Robins hands land on Finney thighs, where his shorts had rode up his legs. He rubs his hands up and down them, in a comforting manner.

"I want you to be in my future too Finn. I always have." Robin says, hands going further up the other boys thighs. Finney shivers at the contact, and places his forehead against Robins, closing his eyes.

They sit in silence in that position before Finney speaks up. "Robin, I love you." Finney whispers. Robin backs away from Finney, making the other boy open his eyes. Robin places one hand in Finneys cheek, other still on his thigh.

"I love you too Finn." Robin says, before guiding Finney close to his face. They stare into eachothers eyes, before Finney smashes their lips together. Robin gasps at first, before immediately kissing back. Robin places both his hands on Finney waist, keeping them steady.

Finney was right, Robins lips do feel soft under his own.

Finneys hands move to Robins chest, clutching his shirt. Robins hands move under Finneys tank top, rubbing up and down his sides. Finney breaks away from the kiss, going in for another, but Robin dodges.

Robin goes down to Finneys neck, nipping and sucking at the skin. Finney gasps, closing his eyes from pleasure. Robin moves down Finneys neck, stopping at his collarbone.

He pulls back from Finneys neck, tugging at the bottom of the boys shirt for permission. Finney nods, before Robin lifts the shirt over the boys head. He immediately goes back to Finneys collarbone's, giving them the same treatment he gave Finneys neck.

Finney leans back, lifting Robins shirt off, before leaning down to smash his lips back into the other boys. Finneys runs his hands up and down Robins chest, enjoying the way it feels.

The two boys get lost in pleasure that night, enjoying finally being able to do this with eachother.

1 hour later, Finney and Robin are laying down. Finney is up against Robins side, his leg thrown over Robins leg, his arm thrown over Robins chest aswell. Robin has his arm wrapped around Finneys middle, playing with the other boys curls.

"Robin.." Finney says, softly. "Yes hermoso?" Robin reply's. "Promise me that we will stick by eachother. No matter what. I need you to go on in life. We need eachother." Finney says, wrapping his arm around Robin tighter.

Robin smiles into the darkness of the room. "I promise Finney Blake. I wouldn't want to spend my life with anyone else." Robin reply's, tilting his head down to kiss Finneys head.

Both boys fall asleep a little while later. Knowing that they both finally found what they were looking for. Love.

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