FINN
"Maybe," Finn says, a whisper of amusement threading through his voice. "Would either of those things really work?" A master of insomnia, there is very little that Finn hasn't tried in terms of getting a good night's sleep or feeling comfortable in a bed. As it so happens, he hasn't tried a body pillow or a heating blanket, but then again he's not had much trouble dropping off since sharing a bed with Tobi.
Speaking of which...
"I like you too," he murmurs, reaching up to let his thumb brush across her cheek. "I never stopped. And I will miss you as well. Especially now that you have just kissed me again." And what that means and what it has kindled within him has almost a mischievous twinkle lighting up in his eyes. "Do you still want to go and look at those stalls...?" Or do you want to kiss me again?
Speaking of which...
"I like you too," he murmurs, reaching up to let his thumb brush across her cheek. "I never stopped. And I will miss you as well. Especially now that you have just kissed me again." And what that means and what it has kindled within him has almost a mischievous twinkle lighting up in his eyes. "Do you still want to go and look at those stalls...?" Or do you want to kiss me again?
