i can’t fucking do this- i can’t DO this! jesus christ! * quickly walks out of the kitchen and to his room, closing the door carefully *

well you’re fucking acting like one!! * looks at gray with furrowed brows * i can’t- GODDAMMIT!! * holds his head and shuts his eyes tightly *

* flinches and looks at the door * can people STOP SLAMMING THE FUCKIN’ DOOR!! jesus!! * sighs *

and you’re being dramatic. let’s go

* ROLLS HIS EYES before standing up and putting the beer back * c’mon, let’s go write some music or something

* sighs and reaches, carefully snagging the beer * then let’s /not/ drink away the anger and think of something more productive, yeah?

maybe get some sleep and just go into tomorrow with a clearer headspace.

okay well for starters you’re not a therapist, and i love you but with your temper i don’t think that’s really your passion. * smirks softly before gently sighing * i know you mean well, but you can come off pretty aggressive.

* sighs and rubs his face with his hands before walking over and carefully sitting beside them * okay, chill out for a second and take a breath.

* furrows his brows in confusion * woah hold on, what the fuck happened?

* looking through his phone half asleep before flinching with widened eyes at the sound of the door slamming shut. looks up and sees gray storming off into the kitchen. BLINKS. * ….gray? * stands up and slips his phone into his pocket before following them, watching as they grab a beer * +

because you’re still finnley. you’re /my/ finnley. cursed or not. i’ll always love you. * his tone is gentle and his look is soft *

* he opens his eyes, meeting his gaze again, look softening * i could never be scared of you…

* he notices finnley’s teeth, yet it doesn’t phase him. he closes his eyes as he relaxes in finnley’s touch, smiling gently * …i love you. thank you…

* allows a small smile to tug at his lips before he sniffles softly *

* tears roll down his cheeks before he nods a little bit * okay…

* looks into his eyes, tearing up now * i just feel bad…i think i’m scaring beck shitless…and if /gray/ is tryna calm my anger down? there’s a problem…

…’m sorry for being so angry…

* lets out a breath of relief he hadn’t realized he was holding in as he feels the kiss to his head, relaxing in finnley’s arms *

…a little bit…

* nods a little bit * mhm…

* looks over at finnley, blinking and his look softens. he sighs softly, even slightly dramatically before walking over and wrapping his arms around finnley. he closes his eyes and hides his face in his shoulder *

no ❤️

….yeah.

bruh i’m not 5 😭

uuugggghhhhh

fair…BUT ALSO-

why do that when we have a place for free?

but it sounds fun :(

guys…what if i do this amazing thing and smash something into a million pieces with a metal bat?

* blinks and looks over at finnley *

* blinks and leans over, gently resting his head on beck’s shoulder *

* slowly opens his eyes and shrugs a bit, lowering his hand from his cheek onto the table *

* sitting at the kitchen table with his cheek in his palm, staring at his mug of coffee that he put some blood in so he can consume it. he sighs and closes his eyes *

once finnley pulled away, he did the same, closing his eyes to softly kiss him in return. he practically melted in the kiss. it just felt so right, so comfortable. the type of love he craved for so long.

he smiled happily before he hid his face in finnley’s shoulder. he kept him close in his arms also, allowing the moment. it was like time stood still. he needed that trip, sure. it helped him significantly. but this? this was what he truly needed. being in finnley’s arms. allowing himself to feel +

a wave of relief washed over him upon seeing finnley’s reaction, a grin tugging at his lips before he closed his eyes and hugged finnley tightly in return. “i missed you so much…” he softly said. the second finnley had hugged him, a wave of peace and comfort consumed him. he adored him more +

he had gotten picked up at the airport by beck, dropping his things off at home before he left and made his way to finnley’s. he missed him a lot, he only imagined how finnley felt. it was making him sad just thinking about it. he knew he had to go back to australia, it was for his own good but +

•. home. .• || SOLO || tw: mentions of abuse and trauma

// methinks imma post ziggy’s australia solo tn hhhmmmm

okay, awesome! who wants to go first? * chuckles softly *

// soooo do we still like the cursed siren idea for Finn or is it time for a revamp?? 1️⃣ Siren (current) 2️⃣ Merman 3️⃣ Werewolf 📊 Show results

* chuckles softly and gently takes his hand, leading him into the kitchen * you guys wanna open presents? * smiles at finnley then at delilah *

* he can’t shake the grin that tugs at his lips. he gently pecks his lips * shall we continue celebrating?

* he finally lets a gentle grin tug at his lips, looking at finnley * i’m glad i can make you feel that way…you’re such a bright light, i love every second spent with you.

i love you so much too…i’m beginning to feel like myself again just by having you here with me… * opens his eyes, looking at finnley * you bring out the best in me…

* he holds the kiss for a bit before he slowly pulls back, resting his forehead against finnley’s, eyes still closed *

* he gazes into finnley’s eyes even longer before he gently places a hand on his cheek gently, closing his eyes before leaning in and softly kissing him *

* his look softens immediately * you do more than enough, and you have done more than enough…

* his gaze meets finnley’s again, smile growing now. he can’t help but melt at finnley’s touch * …thank you for everything you’ve done for me.