John Merrick gets to the London Hospital, thinking he'll finally have his deserved respite. Little does he know how wrong he is...
This is a fanfic based on the Lynch's movie. It's also romantic, like most of my stories. It's based on John Legend "A...
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Another day with the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. Sitting on his bed, again.
That gorgeous redhead.
John wondered why she was always with him. Why was she even a nurse? She certainly didn't fit the profile. She was always sketching him, constantly offering him the sketches he didn't want to see. John wondered how she saw him through her drawings, but he didn't dare. He wished he could sketch her too. Paint her, immortalize her in another Sistine Chapel.
"Why are you staring at me? Do I have something in my teeth?" asked Saoirse.
Oh, crap. John didn't realize he had been staring. He was distracted.
"Oh! I'm sorry, no."
Saoirse looked at him as if confused.
"Um... 'No', what?"
"No, you've got nothing in your teeth. Your teeth are perfect, like always. You're perfect, like always. I mean, I think you are-- You know, I should just stop talking."
"Oh, no, please don't. You say the sweetest things, even though they're all lies."
"Oh, no!" he even stood up and left that darn cathedral model to give her attention, "Why would I lie to you?"
She shrugged, and said:
"Beats me. But you're a man, and men will say anything to... You know."
"I actually don't... I'm sorry, I hate making a fool of myself in front of you."
Saoirse didn't even have to ask. He was NOT joking. That was so... so... God, she had to do something, or she would explode with all that innocence.
"All right. I think I can teach you a thing or two. Stand up."
"I am already standing up. What are you up to, Saoirse? I don't like that. I have a bad feeling about this."
"Oh, I promise you won't regret it."
When Saoirse kneeled in front of him, even though he had no clue about her intentions at first, when he realized what she was up to, he immediately jumpscared away from her, almost screaming.
"Saoirse! What the fu-- what the he-- what are you doing??"
"So far, I haven't done anything. Unless you let me? Come on, we're all adults here. I shouldn't even be here, for all intents and purposes. I should be working."
"But-- but Saoirse, we will get caught!"
"How much time till your next meal?"
He didn't know. He had no idea of anything anymore. He didn't know his own name at the moment.
"So it's settled. Just relax, I'll take care of everything."
"But, Saoirse! You must be insane! I-I can't. I don't want to."
