Summary:

he pretends he doesn't see Vance circling around the island to come up behind him to place a hand on his waist and ask what they're talking about. "Oh, nothing, I was just getting some water and... What's your name again?" Finn asks, turning back towards the person he's been talking to for the last few minutes. "Oh, uhm, it's Dylan." He replies, and Finn looks back up towards Vance who's still wearing that goddamn mask.

Notes:

...I would like to formally apologize for the way I wrote this, like the only reason I have an OUNCE of confidence in posting this is because I read two paragraphs of a wattpad story. And this has been in the que since like mid October

"Hey, what should we do for Halloween?" Finn asks, flipping through a magazine that Gwen gave him. "Halloween already passed?" Bruce replies, confused. "Yeah, but David's doing one of his late Halloween parties since his parents were actually in town for once on Halloween," Billy explains, stealing some of Griffin's coffee.

"We could do a group costume as Ghost Face's?" Griffin suggests, stealing his coffee back from his friend. "Absolutely not," Finn replies, scoffing at the suggestion. "Why? Do you have a mask kink or something?" Vance asks, causing Finn to freeze before he responds with a simple 'no' "I don't believe you." Vance tells him, Finn flipping him off while continuing to read through the magazine.

"On Finney's Pinterest he has over like twenty boards of just ghost face, so even if it wasn't masks maybe it's just Ghostface? Or those fictional serial killers. Finney, are you a queer?" Griffin asks, showing his phone to Robin when he walks over and asks to see. "Why is Ghostface half naked in all of these?" Robin asks, scrolling through one specific board. "I have no shame in the things I enjoy in my time alone."

"Maybe you should learn to have some because this is just what the fuck," Vance tells him, scrolling through it now after Robin passed him the phone. "Are you slut shaming me right now? In this day and age? I expected better Vance!" Finn replies, putting a hand to his chest and gasping. "Don't know why, and yes, yes I am. You are a slut for Ghostface and I'm concerned." Vance replies, passing the phone back to Griffin. "Playing into my degradation kink right now, damn you really like me huh?" Finn says, tucking a piece of hair behind his ear and biting his lip. "This is why I voted we leave him on a highway in Ohio," Vance tells everyone else, ignoring the way Finn gasps and gapes at him.

"I'm still gonna go as Ghostface, I'll just avoid you," Vance says, scrolling through photos and showing Robin what he was thinking of doing. "I'll tell David to make a rule where he can't allow people with masks in." Finn threatens, glaring at Vance. "What makes you think he'll listen to you?" Vance asks with a laugh. "Don't worry your little ugly head about it," Finn says before he goes on his phone and sends a message as soon as Vance stops showing Robin his phone.

"Whore!" Vance exclaims, throwing his phone across the room when he sees the photo Finn sent him. "What?" Billy asks, going to pick up the phone before Vance screams for him to not and goes to tell him what it is. "He sent me a photo of- of a- a pinball machine getting destroyed." Vance lies through gritted teeth when Finn stares at him, doe-eyed with lips slightly parted.

Robin sends him a text saying that they should do matching Ghostface outfits and Vance agrees, "So, uhm, what're we doing for Halloween?" Griffin asks, "I'm matching with Donna." "Oh, so like a male version of her cheerleader outfit?" "...Sure.." "I'm going as a stoner from the eighties," Billy tells the group proudly. "You are a stoner though?" Finn replies confused. "Yeah but now I'll be one from the eighties." "I'm going as a baseball player, aka I had no time to get a costume and therefore I am just going to pretend my uniform is one," Bruce says.

—-----------

"Donna, I look stupid," Finn says, giggling a little when he sees his reflection in the mirror on the back of Donna's bedroom door. He's wearing an identical costume to Donna, a red and white cheerleading uniform from spirit Halloween that they picked out last minute. "No you don't, you look great." Donna tells him, coming up behind him in her own costume "Besides, even if you do look stupid, it's nothing different from every day for you." Donna continues, laughing a little at her own joke. "Haha, very funny, ready to go?" Finn asks, slipping on his shoes. "Yeah, let me take a photo before we go though," Donna replies, grabbing her phone when she finished putting on her shoes.

"That looks good, I'll follow you out to the car after I grab my bag," Donna says, smiling when Finn walks out to the car, she's in on it but she was half expecting them to have backed out last minute but was surprised when they gave her the things this morning to stuff in her bag before Finney got there. She double-checks to make sure everything's there before she grabs the rest of her things to catch up to Finney.

—-----------

"Alright, you ready?" Donna asks, putting the car in park and ignoring the dirty stare Finn gives her at the idea of being seen by his peers in his current outfit. He may have agreed, but still. "Mhm," Finn replies, grimacing before getting out of the car and Donna stifles a laugh at him.

"Okay, we made an appearance, we can leave now? Right?" Finn asks once he and Donna make it less than three feet into the front door. "Let's at least say hi to your friends," Donna says, dragging him over to the small group of people with two people in a Ghostface mask and an eighty's stoner plus Bruce's baseball uniform and... Whatever Griffin is.

"Hey!" Robin says, side-hugging his friend so he doesn't spill his drink on him. "Hi," Finn replies, turning his head to not let the material of his mask brush up against his face. "So, uh, who's who?" Donna asks, gesturing to Robin and Vance who have barely any skin showing since they're both wearing jackets and all black right now and you can't see their hair. "I'm Robin, and he's Vance, we would tell you how you can tell, but uh, we don't really want Finn knowing," Robin replies, they know now, but if they just switched places when he wasn't looking Finn would be none the wiser. "Ah, okay, fair," Donna says, nodding. "Why am I always out of the loop?" "Don't worry your pretty little head about it, Amor."

"I'm thirsty," Finn says after about half an hour of just standing in the small group. "Want me to go get you some water?" Billy asks "I think I might go grab some of that punch or something." Finn replies, gesturing towards the bowl of punch that's definitely been spiked, by the hosts or not is up for grabs. "Sorry, you can't drink tonight." Bruce tells him "What? Why?" Finn asks confused. "Robin and Vance asked for you to not drink, do you not check the group chat?" Griffin replies, pulling it up on his phone and showing Finn the specific conversation."No, why would I? The last week it's all just been shaming me for my kinks." Finn tells him, glancing over the messages. "For good reasons!" Vance calls out from the other side of the room, pausing his conversation with Griffin's girlfriend. "Shut up!" Finn calls back, smiling a little. "Sucks to suck, anyways I'm gonna go get a budlight, I'll be right back," Billy says, patting Finn's back. "Hypocrite," Finn mumbles. "Not my rule!" Billy calls back, putting his arms up in defense before getting lost in the small crowd of teenagers.

"Do you not care about Vance talking to your girlfriend?" Donna asks Griffin, she's not well versed on the 'lore' as Finn calls it, "Oh, he and Billy will have hooked up before the clock hits midnight pm, and you'll probably see them making out in a corner before eleven." Finn replies before Griffin can get the words out to reply himself. "I'll get you updated on the lore later," Finn tells her, getting a small nod in response. "What time is it?" Vance asks, appearing from seemingly nowhere from behind Finney. "like ten," Finn replies, ignoring the feeling of the soft black fabric rubbing against his jaw and cheek.

"He isn't wrong, I may be dating Olivia but me and Billy are a weird dou, and considering she cheats on me left and right, I think I'm doing her a favor by only doing the one on occasion," Griffin explains after taking a sip of his drink. "Occasion my ass, we live together." Vance comments. "Blah blah blah, shut up Vance no one likes you." "Finn, you like me right?" Vance asks, taking off his mask so he can take a sip of his drink. "Oh, uhm-" "Hey, what'd I miss?" Robin asks, mask in hand so he can drink whatever's in his cup. "Can I have some of that?" Finn asks, pointing towards the cup. "Yeah, it's water." "That's fine, I just need something my throat feels dry."

—-----------

Finn nods along while Billy talks about something he hasn't really been paying attention to while he ignores Vance's hand traveling up his thigh, getting oh-so-close before moving back down. And Robin isn't much help either considering he's sitting on the other side of him just leaving his hand in the same place, barely moving except for his thumb which moves in a back-and-forth motion subconsciously.

He avoids looking at either of them once they put their masks on, instead focusing on talking to Donna and Griffin, once Billy gets up to grab something else to drink, completely ignoring the two of them when they try to talk to him.

He also ignores it when Robin starts trying to get his attention, going as far as to let his hand slip a little under the skirt before traveling back down and leaving with a sigh from Robin. He almost reaches out and puts his hand back but sinks back down into the couch when he sees the mask.

"I'm gonna go grab some more water, I'll be right back," Finn tells them, walking away.

He pretends he doesn't see Vance following him out of the corner of his eye, which is why he indulges the dude in a spiderman costume who is blatantly flirting with him. Stares at him with wide eyes and lips slightly parted, the look he uses when he wants something from Vance or Robin, glancing every so often down at the dude's, who he doesn't remember the name of, lips. Fauxing interest.

Finn nods along in acknowledgment while he gets some ice and water from the fridge, purposely bending over to grab a piece of ice that fell a certain way. And he pretends he doesn't see Vance circling around the island to come up behind him to place a hand on his waist and ask what they're talking about. "Oh, nothing, I was just getting some water and... What's your name again?" Finn asks, turning back towards the person he's been talking to for the last few minutes. "Oh, uhm, it's Dylan." He replies, and Finn looks back up towards Vance who's still wearing that goddamn mask. "Yeah, and Dylan started talking to me. We were talking about how he plays football," Finn tells Vance, putting a hand up to play with the fabric on the mask. "Oh, what team?" Vance asks, slightly tightening his grip on Finn's waist."Oh, uh, a school little ways out," Dylan replies through slightly gritted teeth. "Oh, cool, I play at Denver high, I'll have to talk to you later, maybe we could have a little practice with one of my other friends, Robin," Vance says, grimacing under the mask. "Yeah, maybe, but, uh, I gotta go get something. So I'll, uh, talk to you later." "Oh, bye!" Finn calls out after him, waving.

"What was that?" Vance asks once he's out of earshot. "What was what?" Finn asks, looking up at Vance. "Yeah, I agree, what was that?" Robin asks, walking over. "There wasn't anything, we were just having a conversation," Finn tells the two, getting out of Vance's grasp and standing between the two. "You about to have a y/n moment?" Billy asks, passing the three but taking the hint when Finn begs for help with his eyes. "Oh, no, uhm, Griffin needs me?" Billy says, glancing at the apple watch on his wrist and pretending Griffin had texted him for help with something.

Finn sets his cup on the counter and sits on the said counter, "And the costume, you couldn't have chosen anything else?" Robin asks, pointing to the skirt that's too short in his personal opinion. "I like it," Finn tells him, taking a sip of his water, he would take it to heart but knowing Robin he's not being completely serious. "I'm sure you like the attention it's getting you." Vance comments, getting a look from Finn who lets out a few silent laughs. "Well, you aren't wrong about that," Finn tells him, putting out a hand and letting it rest on Vance's chest.

"Fucking slut!" Bruce says, walking into the kitchen. "Am not!" Finn replies, yanking his hand away like he's been burnt and looking at Bruce. "Aren't you about to fuck the captain and quarterback? Yeah..." "I'm not gonna fuck them, we're friends," Finn replies, waving him off and ignoring his friend's hands getting a little curious. "His hand is literally on your thigh and you're ready to spread your legs for them, I don't wanna hear the 'wE'rE jUsT fRiEnD's' bull shit," Bruce says, standing in place but talking with his hands. "Bruce, this is a countertop, I have respect for people who cook on it," Finn tells him, crossing his legs. "So if you weren't on a countertop-" "Would you? If we weren't at a party-" Robin starts. "Ew!" Bruce interrupts, visibly jumping back "Haven't you hooked up with, like, half of the football team, baseball team, soccer, uh, fucking basketball, la cross, swimming, cross country-" Finn lists, getting interrupted by Bruce. "That's enough, I get it."

"So, I'm gonna go now.." Finn says, getting off the counter and squeezing past Robin to get out, making sure his water doesn't spill. "I'll walk you back," Bruce says, following Finn back to the small group, being followed by the pair in masks.

"Oh, hey, you took a minute to get some water," Billy comments, "No, he took a minute trying to decide whether o not it was worth it to be fucked on a counter," Bruce tells him, ignoring the stare Finn does at him. "Hey, sorry I took a minute to change," Donna says, and Finn turns towards her and almost jumps her. "Why wasn't I allowed a change of clothes, if you were?" Finn asks, "Sorry, we voted on it." Vance says taking his mask off to get a breather.

"Oh, finally," Finn says, sighing when he sees Vance without his mask. "What?" Vance asks, looking at his friends. "Sorry, the mask is just- none of your business, actually. Stop being nosy." Finn replies, crossing his arms and imitating one of the movements Gwen does when she's trying to size someone up. "Never," Robin whispers into his ear before picking him up and throwing him over his shoulder. "Should we put him in the pool?" Robin asks, turning towards Vance and ignoring Finn who's lightly hitting his back with his hands. "No, we don't wanna ruin the costume, dummy," Vance replies, flicking Robin. "Tweedle-dee and Tweedle-dumb, I swear," Bruce says, shaking his head and taking a sip of his drink.

"So, uh, we're gonna leave," Robin says, ignoring Finn's protests, and Vance ignores them, talking to Griffin's girlfriend again "Vance! Let's go!" Robin calls out after him, his friend immediately running after them and not even offering a small goodbye to the girl who was mid-sentence.

"Why do I have to come with you guys?" Finn asks as he's being shoved into the backseat, he knows that Robin probably already has the child lock on and it's no use to re-open the door. "You could've said the word, and everything would've stopped, but uh, you didn't. So, therefore, you're coming home with me." Robin replies before asking Vance if he got the things from Donna, he apparently did.

"So, you couldn't have waited till after Griffin and Billy made out in the middle of the living room though? Because I like watching to see if Olivia will notice." Finn asks, crossing his arms and not bothering to put on his seatbelt since Robin's only two blocks away at the max. "We'll get the tea from Bruce tomorrow," Vance tells him, reaching his hand back and patting his knee. "Shut the fuck up, we're not friends right now," Finn says, moving his knee away from Vance. "Fine, suffer in silence," Vance says, putting back on his mask and going on his phone. "...Go home. Your home. Not Robin's home. Your home." Finn tells him "Su casa you casa," Robin says, ignoring Finney's protest from the backseat.

"Hey, so, I'm sorry I was mean. It was very unkind of me, I love you both, and I have immense respect for you two-" Finn starts, getting interrupted by Vance. "No you don't, we'll talk inside." "Oh," Finn says, high-pitched and laced with worry.

He grabs his phone and checks the time before he tucks it away and follows his friends into the house, leaving his phone on the dining room table.

He follows Robin up the familiar path to his bedroom, Vance following close behind him. "Vance, shut the door will you?" Robin says, closing the curtains to his windows, he doesn't think anyone is watching but it's still better to be safe than sorry.

"So, uh, what's the plan?" Finn asks, taking a seat on Robin's bed and bouncing his leg up and down. "That's for us to know, don't worry your pretty little head about it," Robin says, booping Finn's nose before walking out and coming back with the bag Donna had brought to the party. "Okay, so here's the lube, polaroid thingy, film for it-" "We get it, shut up." Vance interrupts Robin. "Wait, polaroids?" Finn asks, getting up to look at the small camera. "Yeah? Why?" Robin replies, giving Finn an option for them to set them aside. "Oh, just haven't seen one since my mom gifted me and Gwen one for Christmas," Finn explains, inspecting it in his hands before passing it back to Robin.

"Okay, sorry, continue," Finn says, sitting back down on the bed. Vance smiles under his mask before grabbing something out of his pocket "Scared?" He asks, holding down the button.

—-----------

Finn isn't necessarily loud, at least not whilst with Robin, since he's typically screwing his jaw shut or has a hand covering his mouth because someone's home, and he can't make a peep. And Robin doesn't really mind the lack of vocal feedback, or at least he didn't before tonight since the second he slapped a hand over his mouth Robin was using his belt to keep his hands behind his back.

He's also never been into not having complete control over himself (ex. His hands) but he's moderately okay with it right now. "Such a slut," Vance groans, tangling his finger into his hair and continuing to mumble under his breath as he thrusts forward into Finn's throat. Finn's grateful that they settled for not pushing in and out at the same time since they did at the beginning and it was just too much.

Finn looks up at Vance, immediately looking back down the second he sees that god-forsaken mask. And it doesn't help that Robin chose that moment to redirect the angle and slam into his prostate.

He feels like he might die, and he doesn't know if he'd prefer that over Vance making his next dentist appointment very awkward and Robin who's definitely smiling under that mask of his while he watches Finn come undone because of him (and Vance, of course)

Finn feels like his insides are mush. He surprisingly doesn't hate it, he definitely feels a little ashamed of himself when Robin takes a polaroid of him. He also surprisingly likes the idea of Robin and/or Vance having a photo of him like this.

Finn can feel his eyes start to roll back and look up at the Ghost mask that's staring at him as he feels himself gag while he's being torn down by forceful waves of pleasure.