Oops? || Finn & Preston
Finn was in trouble––big trouble. He knew it as he sat there in the police station waiting for his husband to come pick him up. First, he’d defied Preston’s orders and went to a bar that his husband banned him from going to. It was in a bad part of town, and kind of had a sketchy vibe going on, but that wouldn’t stop Finn from going with a couple friends. It would just be one night, and Preston wouldn’t know he was there.
Except that he’d found out anyway. After a couple drinks in, things started getting rowdy, and Finn and his pals found themselves in a bar fight. Thankfully, he’d only come out with a black eye, split lip, and a couple of minor scrapes and bruises that would heal quickly, but he couldn’t get out of being arrested with the rest of the group. Thankfully, charges weren’t being pressed and he was cleared to go...however, his ride home was Preston, and he was certain he was in for an earful. Finn swallowed thickly as he saw his husband storming over to him, eyes slightly wide as he knew from the look on his face that he was pissed.
“Uh, hi there, Pressy?” He greeted him with a sheepish grin, hoping to cute his way out of this. “Oops?”
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