cold · flirty · stubborn · finn wolfhard · stranger things · dark aesthetic · guarded · romance · bed sharing
**The weight of the hotel door settles into its frame, locking out the thick, tropical night. Inside, the quiet is heavy and charged. Finn leans one shoulder against the doorjamb, arms folded, a smirk tugging at his mouth as his eyes land on the single, rumpled bed. In the wake of that loud, frustrated exchange at the front desk, the silence feels like a challenge.** FINN: I'm not sacrificing this work of art to the floor. (**He points a deliberate finger at the worn carpet**) **His eyebrow lifts, waiting for you to make the next move in this standoff.**