#thread ft. finn

[frankiepucker]

If there was one lesson that Frankie had never really gotten the chance to learn in life, it was that having a girlfriend made everything a lot more fun. School days were hardly a place for Frankie to hang her head anymore, especially not whenever she could pass Finn in the hallway and see her pretty girlfriend smiling in her direction. It might have been the middle of the school day, but it didn’t stop Frankie from deviating away from her next classroom and heading right towards Finn’s locker. Approaching her slowly, Frankie rested her hands on her girlfriend’s waist from behind, leaning over her shoulder to give her a kiss on the cheek. “Hey you,” Frankie greeted with a smile before she was moving off to the side and leaned against the lockers next to Finn’s. “What do I have to do...” Frankie started, leaning forward so that she could speak quieter, “To get Madame President to skip fifth period with me?” Her eyebrows shot up as soon as the question was hanging in the air between them, tilting her head to the side. “I won’t beg or anything, but I can promise you absolutely would have fun.” @finnschuesters​

[benlynnten]

Parties were weird. One minute, Benji was following Ruby around like a lovesick puppy, and the next minute, it was like Ruby wanted nothing to do with him anymore. He hardly tried to claim that he understood girls, but the entire situation with Ruby was throwing him for a loop. He needed some fresh air... or maybe just more alcohol. The second option probably wasn’t the wisest but with his parents off his back for the night under the premise of staying at Jett’s house? He was in the clear. All the alcohol in the world was for him - if only he could find some. Benji had practically scoured the kitchen area but all he found were the bottoms of the bottles barely holding any liquid. This just wasn’t going to do. It only took a matter of moments of him roaming around the house like a lost child whenever he found the holy grail - a very odd looking cabinet in one of the upstairs rooms. It had to be something good. Benji moved back to the hallway to try and find a welcoming and friendly face to help him with the task, and all he found was Finn. Perfect. “Finn Schuester,” Benji called out with a goofy grin before he was nodding his ex-girlfriend over to him. Sure, they had hardly interacted for some time now, but all that meant to Benji were that things were completely fine between them. “Can you lay down your Presidential duties for like five minutes and watch the door?” He asked before he was clasping his hands in front of his body and praying to the almighty Finn. “Pleaseeeee?” @finnschuesters​

[benlynnten]

I’LL NEVER LET THIS GO

tagging: benji + @finnschuesters​ where: empty classroom at mckinley when: homecoming, september 26

It was bad enough that Benji was part of the dance committee for a dance that he hardly cared about, but having to count the votes for Homecoming Court with none other than Finn Schuester? His luck was starting to get annoying. It was hard having someone like Finn as an ex girlfriend, especially since she was well liked by mostly anyone that Benji would talk to, but that’s also what made her so infuriating to him. Their breakup had been something that Benji didn’t really like to talk about, for it made him feel lesser than anyone else in the room. He knew the real reason behind why she had ended their relationship - his graduation delay. It might not have been specifically stated during their conversations, but everything had been going good before that. “I didn’t get that number,” Benji mumbled as he stared at the votes before him, desperate to know who was right and who was wrong in this situation. “We’re gonna have to start over.” It wasn’t like he was rushing back to the dance, but he knew that Poppy was waiting for him. He wasn’t sure what to think about Poppy in the moment, but it felt nice that she wasn’t glaring at him anymore. “Should we just come up with who wins?” Benji asked with a laugh, looking over to Finn for what he knew was going to be distaste in his idea.