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[This is also about Finney speaking Spanish to Robin but this one is way different.]
Robin and Finney were walking home from school about 2 or three feet apart when Robin spoke up, “Acércate, amor. I wanna hold you some.” Without having to translate Finney cuddled up to him as they walked holding his hand. At that moment Robin didn’t even realise.
A few weeks later Robin has noticed that he doesn’t have to translate stuff to Finney for him to understand, which he thought was odd considering weeks ago he did. He decided to test his findings. So he called Finney, “Hola amor, what are you doing?” Robin said calmingly. “Nothing much, te extraño.” Robin raised his eyebrows, “Well, you could come over…Please, mi estrella?” The line was silent for a moment before Finney spoke again, “Of course baby, yo no diría que no even if I was sick.” “Ok, baby hurry.” Robin said. “Is something wrong, amor?” Questioned Finney. “Nothing's wrong, I just miss my estrella.” “I’ll be there in 5.”
When Finney got there he snuck through the window as normal and walked in. “Hi amor.” Robin said standing up and walking to Finney “It’s cold, Quieres acurrucarte?” Finney nodded as he shut the window and sat on Robin’s bed. “Ah mi estrella, I've missed you so.” Robin said while grabbing Finney and pulling him down on the bed with him. “I missed you too, amor.” Robin looked at Finney while holding him close, “You wanna know what i’ve realised, mi estrella?” “And what is that?” Finney asked. “You started speaking like I do.” Finney was confused. “What do you mean, amor?” He said brushing a piece of stray hair out of Robin’s face. “See that you’ve started using spanish in your english sentences, like I do. But it’s only things I say to you alot.” Finney hadn’t even noticed, it was just normal to him now. “Is that a bad thing?” “No, I kind of love it.”