A Sunday cream puff kind

“It’s Rayne.”Finn let out a choked gasp so loud he nearly tumbled backward and had to clutch at Dot's shoulder for balance. That set Dot off into peals of laughter; he thumped his thighs and in doing so shook Finn so hard he collapsed onto the ground.“No way! You mean Finn’s older brother? You've fallen for him from all people?!” His disbelief was palpable as wide-eyed amusement shimmered in his gaze.“Well, you wanted to know! Now cut it out with the cackling or I’ll punch you," Mash threatened half-jokingly and then hesitated. "And...I can't be sure what this is. It's not exactly like craving a Sunday cream puff but... sorta like that.”“A Sunday cream puff desire? Now that's gold...”"My brother?!" Finn managed to splutter through a haze of anxious breaths as he regained his footing, although his legs quivered as if they might buckle any second. "You think—you might be crushing on my brother?"___________________________Or when Mash goes on a journey to find out what romantic feelings are and how to deal with them, and the attraction they bring, when the very boy who sparked his flames is a little too charming to not throw his focus off...