#finnwolfhardxblackreader

Things have been hectic not only for your wonderful boyfriend of three years but for you as well. You were both exhausted but too busy to stop, with more public appearances, interviews, photo shoots, flights across the world. You couldn’t remember the last time you were both home at the same time for more than an hour or two.

You’d just gotten home for a 10 month long stadium tour. Which left you with mixed feelings. Of course you adored your fans and the rush of the stage was unlike anything you’d ever experienced. But now you were tired, so tired and yet so incredibly restless.

So when your team asked you to start working on your next album earlier than planned….Well Finn wouldn’t be home for a few days and you had nothing better to do, so you didn’t say no. It was better than sitting around doing nothing.

And that’s what led to you being curled up in the coziest sweater you could find, surrounded by half drank bottles of water and crumpled up paper with your guitar in your lap.

“Ugh, why can’t I get this!” You groaned rubbing your hands down your face. The melody was off, you had the words but the melody was off. Nothing felt right and it was frustrating you to no end. Normally when you were having trouble you’d call someone and ask them to be a sounding board but literally everyone you knew was busy. Hell even your parents who were retired seemed to have plans today.

So with a frustrated groan you decided to go sit in your bedroom hoping a change of location might help. With a happy sigh you started strumming on your guitar and humming.

“And I feel love

Like the real stuff

You don't know and then you know

That's how it goes” You hummed, sighing when the melody hit your ears wrong. You’d written love songs before and you were aware of the delicate balance between relatable and unappealing. But this song was special, it would not only be released as a single. It was also the first song you’d be releasing about Finn since you’d both come out about your relationship. It was a big deal and you wanted people to know how happy you both were while still having an air of privacy.

Lying back in your bed with your guitar across your chest you kept strumming the same chords over and over while staring up at the ceiling. Hoping that something might come to you.

“Hey babe? I’m home!” Finn called out entering your shared home only to be met with silence. Frowning he looked around, the house was never quiet. One of you was always singing or music was playing somewhere. But silence? That was pretty rare for you two.

“Y/n?” Finn called out, dropping his bags down by the door and kicking his shoes off. He still didn’t receive an answer so he started to look for you. He was sure you were here because your car was outside and you hadn’t mentioned any plans for the day.

He checked the living room, the bedroom, the kitchen, the backyard. With a sigh he made his way to the music room.

“You know, after a tour you’re supposed to take a break right-“ He start to say as he opened the door but froze. Because there you were leaning against the desk, song book open and guitar in hand. Your headphones were barely on your head as you slept against your folded arm.

“Oh baby…” Finn breathed softly, amused at the sight. He quickly pulled out his phone to snap a picture before cleaning up around you.

Grabbing the empty water bottles and throwing them away. Putting all the crumpled paper in a box incase you wanted to come back to them later. Then he gently slid your headphones off, hanging them on the hook against the wall.

When he finally attempted to move your guitar from your hands, you woke up immediately.

“Finn?” You mumbled confused while blinking up at him and he smiled.

“Hey, wanna come take a nap with me?” He offered pulling the guitar away from you to put it in its place.

“I wish I could but I have to-“

“Take a break with me, please? We can come back to it later. I’ll be your sound board for as long as you want. Just a little nap.” He begged. You studied his face and you could see the bags under his eyes, the exhaustion swimming off of him in waves.

“You look tired.” You mumbled standing up as letting him grab your hand.

“So do you.” He countered as he lead you to your shared room. Finn went to change his clothes while you curled up underneath the blankets

“Short nap for me, and then I have to finish my song.” You said sternly but the yawn that followed gave away just how tired you felt.

“Of course, a short nap.” Finn repeated with a knowing look as he climbed into the bed next to you. His arms quickly finding a home around you as you rested your head against his chest.

“A break.” You mumbled as your eyes grew heavy. Finn letting out a hum of agreement. Soft snores filled the room seconds later.

The short nap turned into sleeping for nearly eleven hours but it was well deserved. Albums and press interviews could wait until tomorrow, for now you guys were taking a break.

This was a little short. I didn’t really know what you wanted and I already had this idea in my notes app so I figured I’d use it 😅