Finn Wolfhard smut

if you like it then youshouldaputaringonit

"....I- I don't know what to say" you thought out loud.

Finn takes his hand in yours, using his other hand to fish the ring out of your meatball sub. Once he gets ahold of it he places his tongue all over it to lick off all the marinara.

chills.

"will you marry me" he smolders with marinara all over his face.

"Yes! Holy guacamole yes!" You hold one another in a loving embrace. You make sure to get a good wiff of his hair before you let go.

You know he is the one just my his scent. You smell like a carpet covered in dog piss. He smells like dollar tree brand cinnamon scented fabreeze. You two are basically made for each other. like bread and butter, like gum under a table, even like peanut butter and jelly if I'm being generous.

You hold out your hand for finn to slide the ring on, and it is way too big for your tiny, dainty, bony little fingers.

You start to tear up out of joy, and then you have an epiphany.

"OH finnie pooh pie" you belt out in a nasally voice. "Now that we are engaged that means we MUST have engagement photos taken of us!!!!" 

"already ahead of you babe" finn smirks grabbing you by the elbow.

Did he just call me babe? You think to yourself getting full body goosebumps.

Finn leads you to the little photography place inside of wallmart.

It all looked so professional, this must be what it's like for the kardashians.

Suddenly the muscular photographer in an orange beanie walks out holding his phone.

He opens up snap chat and begins snapping photos of you two. this day couldn't get anymore magical.

As much as I wish I could include all the final photos from you and Finns engagement shoot, the photos have not been developed yet. But you can take my word for it that they looked something like this :

As the two of you finish up and are ready to call it a night, you get a phone call....

... it was none other than your ex, Wizmoe Von Cokblock Jr....