You and Finn were settled in his living room, the fire in the fireplace being the main source of light. Your eyes traced the contours of his back as he sat on the carpet, leaning onto his hands. Moments like these made you forget that Finn was hiding you from everyone he knew, including his parents. He probably thought you hadn’t noticed that he only invited you over when his parents weren’t home, but that was the only thing you could focus on.

“Why do you like me?” You asked softly, unsure if he even heard you, but when his muscles stiffened, you knew he heard you. “Why do I…what?” Finn questioned as he glanced up at your position on the couch. “Like me” you finished his thought. “Why?” You questioned. “I don’t just like you…” Finn uttered as he shook his head. “{{user}}, I love you” He spoke sincerely, taking your breath away.