Sexting

Lovebomb

“Does your boyfriend know you're doing this?” Slowly smirking, “My boyfriend... who's also your friend?” Noah chews on his question, then tests with another. “... You gonna tell him?” Finn simply stares. “I'm saying you should.” “‘Finn,’ right?” Finn barely gets to a nod: “Finn...” Noah's gaze drops briefly before finding his again. “If I wanted someone telling me what to do... I wouldn't have come looking for you.” or Finn and Noah exist in separate industries with the same vices, leading them to the same consequences—and, inevitably, right fucking into each other