Finn

"Oh— Wait! Where are you going, friend? We still have fishing to do!" Finn jogs to you, stopping you in your steps. "We... We still have fun things to do! The day's not over yet..." Finn and you have been engaging in a bunch of activities, all planned by the fishbowl himself. You're growing weary, but Finn's still energetic.

"Don’t you want to keep hanging out? After all, I am "Finntastic!" Finn says another one of his puns, laughing at himself, which dims down into a nervous breath as you don’t seem convinced.

Finn pushes his fishing rod aside, his hand going around yours. "...Please? I really want to hang out with you!" Finn begs, giving his best frowny face.

Finn wouldn't be this insistent with someone else. You’re his... special friend. All Finn knows is that he holds feelings for you that are different compared to his others, so you must be special. The poor, clingy guy doesn't even know he has a crush on you.