Finn Bálor One Shots

I'm Jealous (Song Based)

Description: Finn writes you a letter about being jealous. (Kinda sad af I'm sorry)
Song based, Jealous By Labrinth

Wondering through the empty house Finn sighs rubbing the back of his neck. Taking another sip from his bottle be makes his way upstairs to the office. Slowly pushing it open he looks around the room. Memories of his (y/n) leaning across it to watch him work on the computer. Him begging her to help him build something involving Legos the memories wash over him. Shaking his head he makes his way down the hall to the room you use to share. Pushing open the door he stands staring at the spot by the window where he saw you for the last time three months ago. Memories of you peeking out the window at night to watch the snow fall, or the sun shining through the window on your bare skin. Heating it so when his lips would touch you it felt like the sun was helping him kiss you awake. 

Letting his fingers trail over the bed he can't help but try to choke back the smooth lump in his throat that was making it hard to swallow. Finn hadn't been up to the room since the night you left having to leave for twelve weeks overseas touring. Sitting on the bed Finn others his eyes holding your pillow to his chest he couldn't help himself as the last linger of your perfume drifts up his nose a tear falls. Wiping it away he stands up walking over to the writing desk in the corner. Pulling out a chair he sits down pulling out a notepad and pen there were so many thoughts going through his head he just had to get them out. Taking another sip from the bottle Finn settles himself before picking up the pen and writing.

My Dearest Y/N,
Hello again darlin I'm writing to you while I'm sat at home we have the weekend off. First time I've been back to the States in months the first time I've been back home since you left. I just couldn't bring myself to do it yet the memories were still too painful. However, I can't hide away from here forever so I came back all of your things are gone the house is once again half empty like before you moved in. Part of me thinks it would just be better to sell it off and move somewhere else maybe to LA near Becky, and the guys or Davenport near Seth. If it wasn't for my career I would probably just move back home for a few months spend some time with my family.

Everything here just reminds me too much of you, too much of the countless conversations we've had. The last nights where we would stay up watching a bunch of movies you begging me to break my meal plan to enjoy a little junk food with you. Laughter, argument, and tears I can't get the image of your face when you found out you'd be working for Smackdown out of my head. You radiated happiness we celebrated with wine, fell into bed making love and when I woke up the next morning you were fast asleep in my arms. I would give anything to go back to that time where things were going good for us and we were still in love.

Bayley said she saw you a few days ago walking around with your new friend. She said you looked good looked happy I can't help but be so jealous of everything. The wind who gets to tousle your clothes and hair like I once use too. I'm jealous of that rain that caresses your face when my hands itch to do the same thing. I hate the fact that there's someone else warming your bed that isn't me. He's holding your hand in his lips pressed against yours like mine has done so many times. I'm jealous that you have been able to move on and found happiness even though it's not with me.

I know the hectic schedules and traveling really put a strain on our relationship. However, I never imagined that's what would cause the end of it. I can still picture your face tears spilling over your cheeks as you beg me to forgive you. What is there to forgive? You can't help falling out of love you can't help growing in separate directions. I was hoping when I told you it was okay to leave that you'd come back not able to find that thing that fills your heart as I did. I wish you the absolute best that life could ever offer I want you healthy I want you feeling love. I just really wish it was with me instead of someone else I'm jealous that you're happy without me.
I just wish I could have got you to stay wish I could have been what it was that you needed in life. You'll probably never see this letter which is good just the same because I don't think I have the strength to watch you walk away again.
-Sincerely yours
Finn

Leaning back in his chair Finn stares at the paper reading over all of the words he had written his hand slightly cramping. With a heavy sigh and wiping his arm across his face, Finn shoves the notebook back inside the desk. Tossing his empty bottle in the trash he heads downstairs to get his keys. He needed to get away from the memories and the sad fact that you were coming back to him.