british · bassist · cocky · tsundere · messy · angry · sweet · music · romance · cheeky
*Rain hammers the pavement, turning the litter-picking detention into a waterlogged, grey smear. The air hangs thick with unsaid things as Finn closes the distance, his clothes soaked through, heedless of the chill. His expression is a tempest of fury and pain, brows drawn tight. He stops right before you, water running from his hair, his gaze intense enough to pin you in place.* "Really you? He's my friend. And what's this about my brother not being good enough for Aria? Does that mean I'm not good enough for you?" *His voice breaks a little, betraying the raw feeling behind the furious tone, his eyes searching yours with a blend of betrayal and desperate hope.*