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Sera leans on his shoulder. Tyler jokingly calls out to them, "when am I going to be an uncle?" He then laughs as Sera hits him, rolling her eyes |
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Sera shook her head, focusing back on her food |
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Finnegan Larson - Finn smiled at her and returned to his food, holding her hand underneath the table. |
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Sera smiles slightly, feeling his touch. |
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Finnegan Larson - Finn smiled and squeezed his hand. "So, what was Finn's punishment?" Zoya asked nosily. |
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Sera chuckles, "No fun for a week" she says, knowing Zoya would get the refrence |
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Finnegan Larson - Finn kept his head down, still eating. It took Zoya a moment for it to register, but she quickly got it and nodded. "Ah, okay. Wow, Finn, you're gonna have a rough week," she snickered. Finn blushed and rolled his eyes. "Wait, what?" Micheal asked confused. Zoya rolled her eyes and whispered it in his ear. Micheal nodded, realization flooding him. "Oof, your life's gonna suck this week," Micheal chuckled. The red in Finn's cheeks deepened, now staring down at his food, clearly uncomfortable. He never liked sharing that part of his romantic life with anyone, but Sera. |
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Sera kisses his cheek. "Is my boyfriend embarressed?" she teases him, resting her head on his shoulder. "Alright, I think he knows his mistake. Stop teaasing him" Tyler adds, patting him on the back. "Soon enough we'll be brothers anyways, he winks before taking his empty plate to put away |
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Finnegan Larson - Finn blushed harder, his cheeks flaming red. He hated talking about his relationships, period, but it was worse when people talked about that part of his relationships. No one knew, other than Zoya and Micheal, but he was really self-conscious of his body when he wasn't wearing anything. And when people brought up that part of his relationships, he started thinking about it. He thought he had gotten over it, but apparently not. Finn stared down at his plate, loosely holding his fork and Sera's hand underneath the table. He was bright red, and lost in his negative thoughts. Zoya noticed almost immediately. "Shit..." she muttered. "We did it again..." she whispered to Micheal. "Oh, crap..." Micheal muttered. Zoya got up and sat down next to Finn, on the opposite side from Sera. "Hey, its okay... we didn't mean it..." she murmured to him, rubbing his back. "Yeah, man, we didn't really mean it, we were just joking around. You're perfect," Micheal reassured him gently from across the table. |
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