~ summer camp - full of secrets ~
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Finn ran both his hands through his hair as he tried to calm down, wiping away tears. God, I f---ed up so bad, didn’t I… This is just gonna be a repeat of 7th grade, isn’t it…
(ooh, backstory- lmao) -
(ohhh s--- haha)
Elliot nudged MJ to go check on Arthur while he sped up a bit on his crutches to see Finn. “Hey, man. How you feelin?” -
“Just f---ing fine-“ Finn muttered, exhaling shakily. “I just- need a minute…”
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“Alright,” Elliot said quietly, nodding. “I’m here to talk when you want to, though.”
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Finn nodded, crossing his arms over his chest and hiding his shaky hands. They all think you’re a f---ing pathetic freak, great-
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(idk what to put :’)
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uhh, ts? maybe to the lake or smth and aurthur tries to talk abt the thing earlier with finn?
it’ll give me a chance to explain what i’m tryna do w/ finn lmao) -
(ooo okay okay)
Arthur glanced over at Finn for the hundredth time, kicking the sand beneath his feet. He felt bad, but he didn’t know what he did. -
(bc like: for context, this mf is autistic as hell lmao, and he does love aurthur, but he can’t like, fully realize that he does love him yet just because like, he’s kind of rewired his brain to think differently? like, i imagine it’s kind of like, he’s been considered a weirdo for a lot of things he does bc of his undiagnosed autism, so he thinks that if he yk, lovebombs aurthur, he’s doing something really weird and wrong- so he’s like, trying to suppress it, ig? and he’s always had a hard time differentiating his emotions and feelings on top of that-)
Finn glanced over at Aurthur for what felt like the thousandth time, hugging his legs to his chest. “Too tired to swim?” He asked softly, resting his chin on his knees. -
(ahhh gotcha)
“Mm, kind of,” Arthur said quietly, looking over at Finn. “Are you mad it me?” He said after a beat of silence. -
“What- No, of course not!” Finn said quickly, letting go of his legs and turning to face Aurthur. “I could never be mad at you, Aurthur-
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“Well- it- it really seems like it,” Arthur said softly. “You stopped talking to me after you- y’know said it and I dunno what I did.”
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“I-“ Finn exhaled shakily, crossing his legs. “I am mad, yeah, but mostly at myself,” he muttered, rubbing his face with his hands.
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“Why are you mad at yourself?” Arthur asked quietly.
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“Well, for one, saying that I was joking- That’s a very not nice thing to say to someone, especially your boyfriend,” Finn said with a sigh, leaning back against the chair he sat in. “I mean, I- I don’t know what I truly feel about you, but I at least know I don’t hate you,” he added quietly, a small smile on his face.
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