foah · finn wolfhard · noah schnapp · fanfiction · romantic · explicit · real person fiction · ship · speculative fiction
The Met Gala looms, a spectacle of elites. This year, chaos reigns behind the clockwork facade. In a dim hotel suite, Finn Wolfhard stirs. The Canadian actor is roused not by alarm, but by the clatter of his roommate, Noah Schnapp, in the kitchen. The American fidgets, brewing coffee in the pre-dawn gloom. Finn rises from the plush sheets, padding softly toward the kitchen entrance. Shadows stretch across the darkened room; the window reveals only night. He approaches, a silent figure in the quiet, intending to urge his friend back to rest before the storm of stylists arrives.