The urge to turn around grew with every word that Raihn spat at him, until finally, he couldn't take it anymore. Raihn finally fully sent him off the deep end with his last words. Finn didn't say a word as he turned around with an angered expression on his face. With a couple of steps, Finn swung his fist as hard as he could at Raihn's face. The hit struck Raihn right in the cheek, destined to leave a nasty bruise. When Finn pulled away, he was so tempted to keep swinging, but he had an advantage... he didn't have a sprained ankle. "You wanna keep running your mouth?" Finn teased, a smirk curling at the corner of his lips. Finn scoffed, staring at Raihn in disbelief. The guy couldn't be serious. Clenching his jaw, he kept his feet planted on the ground, refusing to walk away until Raihn was either on the ground begging him to stop, or Raihn was walking away, or at least trying to anyway.

The punch came faster than Raihn could react, sharp and unforgiving as it landed squarely on his cheek. Pain exploded across his face, radiating down his jaw and sending his head snapping to the side. For a moment, all he could do was stand there, stunned, his breath caught somewhere between his throat and his lungs. The metallic taste of blood seeped onto his tongue as he bit the inside of his cheek, and his mind raced to catch up with what had just happened. He hit me. The realization hit harder than the punch itself. Raihn staggered back but caught himself before his bad ankle could give out completely. He swayed slightly, his balance shaky but his glare was steady and lethal as he turned back toward Finn. "You bastard." He snapped, his voice low and rough, like a storm brewing. The smirk on Finn's face only fueled his rage, the cocky tilt of his lips daring Raihn to stay down, to take the hit, and let it end there. But Raihn wasn't that kind of guy, he never had been.

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The anger came roaring through him like a wildfire, burning away the haze of pain. His hands curled into his fists at his sides, his knuckles itching to return the favor. Adrenaline surged, dulling the ache in his ankle as he pushed forward. His hands shot out and gripped Finn's shirt tightly. With all the force he could muster, Raihn shoved him back. He didn't let go of him but instead stepped after him despite the sharp pain that shot through his ankle at the act.

Finn was ready for whatever was about to come, and when he saw Raihn step forward, adrenaline shot through his veins. His smirk only grew when Raihn grabbed his shirt and pushed him back. With how strong Raihn was, he couldn't possibly stay standing with how much force he used, and so he fell to the ground. He let out a groan as his back hit the floor, but was quick to shrug it off and hold himself up with his hands. "C'mon hit me." Finn breathed, his brows furrowed as he stared up at Raihn. At this point, Finn was breathing pretty heavily from the shove and hitting the ground. Swallowing thickly, he was mentally prepared to get hit. Even though anger stirred up inside him, he was enjoying this a bit, oddly enough. He was getting touched by Raihn, just not in the way he had hoped.

(Ah sorry its so bad)

Raihn couldn't remember the last time he had been so angry or had allowed himself to feel and express as much as he was. Months at the very least. And everything he'd been holding in was pouring out of him. Finn didn't deserve half the things he was saying to him, and yet releasing that anger, having someone to release it on felt far too good to pass up. When Finn fell back, Raihn ended up going down with him but was quick to straddle Finn. He held onto the collar of his shirt still, his lips pulled into a thin line as he glared down at him. Hearing Finn ask him to hit him had Raihn tightening his hold on his collar. "Why the hell did you kiss me?" He asked, fighting the urge to give Finn what he wanted and actually strike him back. "I told you what happened couldn't happen again..." He added, his tone still cold as he looked down at him. "I thought you were fucking different than everyone else..." The anger he felt began to build once more and his restraint disappeared with it. Pulling a fist back, he hesitated for just a second before he brought it down as hard as he could against Finn's face. "I guess I was wrong. You're just like everybody else!" He snapped, as he struck him, his voice cold and distant.

Finn kept his mouth shut, refusing to answer Raihn for now. He had an answer for Raihn, but he didn't deserve it right now. He kept his eyes on him, ready for the hit that Raihn looked to be preparing. Out of instinct, Finn squeezed his eyes shut and turned his face slightly so that Raihn wouldn't hit him square in the nose. The punch was hard, that was for sure, but he didn't care, he just took it. Opening his eyes, he looked back at Raihn. Using all of his strength, he kneed Raihn just inches away from his groin before pushing him off of him. They traded places, Finn now ontop of Raihn. As soon as Finn was on him, he didn't hesitate to continuously throw hits at his face. "Yeah, you fucking like that huh?" Finn breathed, getting tired from throwing all the punches. It's been a long time since Finn has fought like this, it brought him back to his years in high school.

Raihn's entire body went rigid when Finn kneed him near the groin. Sure it was a few inches away but that didn't mean that pain didn't explode from the contact. It was so sharp that felt paralyzed and it became clear to him instantly that Finn was going to take full advantage of that. One moment he was on top of Finn and the next he was being slammed into the ground, the air rushing from his lungs with a grunt. And then, with barely any time to respond, Finn was throwing one punch after another at his face. Swiftly Finn turned his head to the side and moved to bring his arms up to guard his face. He was quick but still suffered a few strong punches to his cheek and jawline. "Get off of me!" He demanded, struggling between trying to block Finn's fists and attempting to grab hold of his wrists to make him stop. He didn't dare look straight up at him knowing that if he did, and Finn managed to connect a punch it was his nose that would likely receive the hit, and with the strength behind Finn's fist he hadn't any doubt that it would break beneath the pressure. His ankle was throbbing painfully but that didn't stop him from moving his legs to try and aid him in getting Finn off.

A rage of fire had taken over, but Finn was probably going to regret it after seeing what he had done to the male under him. Finn didn't plan on stopping anytime soon, and quite frankly wouldn't stop unless Raihn made him stop. It was getting hard to land punches on Raihns face since he was trying his best to block them. It didn't stop him, it would just simply make it so that instead of punching Raihns face, he'd be punching his arm. Clenching his jaw, he could feel the skin breaking on his knuckles, making Raihn covered in a mixture of his own blood and Finns. "Fuck you, Fuck you, Fuck you." Finn kept repeating. Finn's punches were getting sloppy and weaker. He didn't know how much longer he'd be able to go for, from being tired but also his knuckles throbbing with every hit.

(Ah this ones so short again)

Raihn's arms were beginning to shake and tremble with the strain of protecting his face and receiving each of Finn's punches. Much to his amazement and horror it didn't seem as though Finn was going to stop anytime soon as he continued to throw one punch after the other. When he began to speak he tensed further and glowered up at him before moving to slam his knee up and into Finn's groin. He didn't attempt to try and avoid it because he was fairly certain that doing so wouldn't have done any good. "I said..." He panted and used this chance to throw a swing up and at Finn's jaw. "Get the..." He threw another and then tried to throw Finn off of him. "Fuck off of me!"

((Okay this is so short, and so poorly written... >.> I am so sorry.))

Since Finn was so zoned out, he was only brought back to reality when he felt intense pain in his groin. "Fuck." Finn groaned out of pain as he gritted his teeth. He didn't fight back when Raihn tried to throw him off him, instead, he fell back as he held the spot Raihn kicked. His eyes fell shut and he kept his teeth clenched. Finn didn't even register that Raihn had punched him twice before he was pushed off of him. Groaning he moved to his side, still holding himself. The pain was so intense, it felt as if he was simply going to blow up or shatter into a million pieces. It angered and surprised Finn that Raihn would hit him there, but the pain was so much that he couldn't do anything if he really wanted to. "Why would you do that?!" Finn managed through his teeth, finally opening his eyes to look at Raihn.

Rain would be lying if he said he didn't feel a twinge of remorse for kneeing Finn in the groin, but desperate times called for desperate measures. It got Finn off of him, and that's all that mattered. Relief mixed with the lingering burn of adrenaline as he sucked in a breath, his chest heaving. Blood trickled steadily from the cuts on his brown and split lip, a constant reminder of how bad this had gotten. His entire face throbbed with a dull, relentless ache, but he shoved the pain to the back of his mind. With a low groan, Raihn pushed himself up, his movements stiff and deliberate. His green gaze stayed locked on Finn the entire time, sharp and watchful, his body tensed as though expecting the next hit to come at any moment. When Finn finally spoke, Raihn scoffed, a dry and bitter sound that quickly turned into a wince. Even rolling his eyes hurt like hell. "Yeah, well, it was either your balls or my life." He shot back, his tone cutting and laced with irritation. "I made the logical choice."