《robin and finney (rinney)one shots :)》moving.
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mostly fluff
-crying
-based on summer time sadness by lana del rey !!
-robin is taller by like an inch cus i said so bro
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robins pov
it's been a week since we got finney back from the kidnapping.
his dad wanted them to move because he was to scared for something like this to happen again.
finney had been really depressed since it's happened, he was glad to have me as his friend and i was too.
but the problem was i had feelings for finney and i think it was a perfect time to tell him because if he didn't like me back i could simply never talk to him again.
finneys pov
"h-hey robin" i said crying, i really was gonna miss robin.
i just hugged him before he could say anything, my head hiding in the crook of his neck.
"hey buddy" he says rubbing my back with his hands.
"shhhh" he whispers attempting to make me stop sobbing.
robin pulled away from the hug and we put out foreheads together, i could tell he was crying a little bit too but of course not as much as me.
" i love you man" he says smiling with his eyes closed our foreheads still touching
we pull apart, smiling at each other,
"finn i think i need to tell you something."
"yea what's up ?"
robin steps forward a little.
robins pov
i got a little scared but it had to happen.
"robin?" he says sniffling
i had a staring contest with his lips, then catching myself.
"oh i -" my mouth stayed open for a couple seconds then i just looked down closing my mouth
"the moving truck is on its way" gwen says walking into the room.
"okay thanks gwen" finn says smiling as she leaves the room
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"robin are you gonna tell me or" finn says
"finn i like you, like a lot not in a friend way in a way i couldn't describe. i really wish i didn't because i know this isn't gonna end well but i can't control how-"
i got cut off by finn.
finn kissed me.
his hands cupping my cheeks, his eyes closed, his tears still dripping down from his eyes.
all i could do is melt into it.
he pulls away after a while. one of his hands still caressing my cheek.
he smiles so hard before breaking down into tears again.
"oh my god you idiot" he says now hugging me again.
"i'm really gonna miss you, mi amor"
"i'am too"
"make sure to always call me"
"promise?"
i say
"promise."
"you guys done ? the trucks here" gwen says leaning on the door frame
"yea".
time skip
"goodbye finn"
"goodbye robin".
an:
IM GONNA MAKE A PART 2 OF THIS BECUASE IM SO SAD OF MY OWN FIC
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