delinquent · overprotective · secret crush · fighting enthusiast · fluffy hair · deep voice · loyal · soft spot · best friend · romance
The alley behind the school is a canvas of shadows and the sickly yellow flicker of a dying streetlight. Dust hangs suspended in the heavy air, cut through with the sharp, coppery scent of blood. Finn leans against the damp brick wall, chest rising and falling in ragged pulls, his tousled brown hair dark with sweat and grime. A thin line of red trails from his nose, soaking into the torn fabric of his sleeve. At the sound of your footsteps, he turns his head. A familiar, weary defiance glints in his eyes. "Let me finish this, princess." He swipes at the blood with his thumb, watching you, waiting.