𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐞 // 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐥𝐟𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬

f.w - mental (2)

𝚢/𝚗'𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚟

" another murder has happened in room 103. patients,please remain calm and proceed to the garden. that will be your function hall for the day. thank you."

it has been a month and a half when a series of murders have been appearing in the wayward international mental institution.

i held onto finn's hand tightly as we passed by the room filled with brutality as police officers and medical staff put the corpse in a body bag.

" jeez. who would do this." i avoided looking at the room as i spoke.

" i don't know. this is a mental institution, what do you expect?" finn said glumly as we arrived at the garden.

we found a small spot near the fountain and sat there.

" i bought the radio" he smiled as he plugged it in the nearest outlet we can find.

as he searched through radio channels, he found a song.

wise men say

only fools rush in

but i can't help falling in love 

with you

" will you dance with me, mi' lady?" finn said, holding my hand.

i giggled

" i don't know how to dance" i said.

" i'll teach you." he said as he guided my hands and we started to dance.

shall i stay

would it be a sin

if i can't help falling in love

with you

over time, i got the hang out of the dance.

i leaned at finn, my head resting on his chest.

" i love you" i whispered.

" i love you too" finn smiled, hugging me as we swayed along to the music.

like a river flows

surely to the sea

darling, so it goes

some things are meant to be

take my hand

take my whole life too

for i can't help falling in love

with you.

as the music faded, i felt a tear fall down my cheek.

" why are you crying?" he said and wiped my tears.