starter for @aureumwrites
if there was one thing that finn made a point of doing, it was keeping to himself in the sleazy pubs he more often than not found himself tucked away in during the early hours of the morning. it was just past one in the morning, the crowd in the pub just starting to thin out while he kept his eyes focused down on the pint he held between his fingertips. the sound of people fussing and beginning to argue to his left caused a defeated sigh to fall from his lips, his eyes finally dragging away from his drink just in time to catch a guy grabbing at a girls ass. it was apparent immediately that she wanted nothing to do with him, finn's eyebrows pulling together and waiting for the guy to get the hint. when it became obvious that he wasn't giving up, hands all over the girls body despite her requests for him to fuck off - finn pushed to his feet. he downed the rest of his beer before clearing his throat and moving to stand between the woman and man.
“fuck off, mate. no one wants to hear your shit." he breathed, running a hand through his slicked back black hair, blinking across at the man with an utterly bored expression. it wasn't until the word slut was being spilled into the space between them that finn let out an unamused laugh, turning back to meet the girls eyes. "i'm sorry." he apologized before throwing his fist straight into the guys nose. the crunch of bone was very obviously coming from his hand, the pain that immediately began to radiate in his hand causing his eyes to burn. "oh, fuck me." he groaned, gripping his hand just as a fist flew at his face. his head fell back from the impact, his nose not wasting a single second before blood began trickling onto the floor. "what the fuck are you -" finn groaned, reminding himself that this was exactly why he kept to himself.