Finn was sprawled out on his bed, his messy curls splayed out on his pillow as he flipped through a skateboarding magazine. He couldn’t quite put his finger on it, but something had been making him feel restless lately.
A knock on the door startled him out of his thoughts. Before he could even say “come in”, his best friend Falcon burst into the room, followed closely by the new kid in town, Oliver.
Falcon’s face was flushed, his breathing heavy, and Oliver didn’t look much better. Finn raised an eyebrow, curious about what the two of them had been up to.
But Falcon, always the more direct of the two, didn’t beat around the bush. “Oliver and I were just practicing our making out skills. Wanna join?”
Finn’s face turned bright red as he stuttered out a protest. “What? No! I’m straight, remember?”
Oliver, who had been quietly observing the exchange, chuckled. “Oh, honey, we know. But that doesn’t mean you can’t appreciate a good kiss.”
Falcon nodded in agreement, pulling Oliver closer for another kiss. Finn couldn’t help but watch, feeling a strange mix of confusion and arousal.
As Falcon and Oliver became more engrossed in their make-out session, Finn absentmindedly stood up, causing his “dicm” to bump into their noses.
Falcon and Oliver pulled apart, rubbing their noses with wide eyes. “Watch it, Finn!” Falcon scolded, trying to suppress a grin.
Oliver, however, couldn’t help but laugh. “Nice one, Finn. Maybe you should stick to bumping noses instead of making out.”
Finn rolled his eyes, trying to play it cool. “Very funny, guys. I’m gonna, uh, go get some water.”
As Finn left the room, he couldn’t help but think about what had just happened. Maybe there was more to him than he thought.
Falcon and Oliver shared a knowing look, grinning at each other. They had some ideas for Finn’s future “nose-bumping” adventures.
Finn returned to the room, trying to act like nothing had happened. But Falcon and Oliver couldn’t help but smirk at him.
“Alright, Finn. We’ll let you off the hook this time. But next time, who knows what might happen?” Falcon said, wagging his eyebrows.
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