a/n: i know blackbird came out in 1968 sue me
poe couldn't remember many days he was happy as a child.
there was the occasional joke or movie that made him laugh, but his younger years all the way up to high school, his mood was always a low dull.
in junior high, he never expected things to get better. he never expected things to be okay, to be happy. yet, here he was, holding hands with the most attractive man in los angeles, wind tousling his hair as they sped down the I-95.
things could not be better.
poe smiled as finn sang along to blackbird by the beatles that blasted from the car radio.
"you were only waiting,
for this moment,
to arise," he sang, the sun shinning on his glowing skin.
"blackbird singing in the dead of night,
take these broken wings and learn to fly,
all your life,
you were only waiting for this moment to arise."
poe beamed, reaching over to hold finn's hand and squeezing it lightly. finn lifted poe's hand and used it as a microphone.
"you were only waiting,
for this moment,
to arise."
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road trip- finnpoe
ספרות חובביםfinn's a eighteen year old college art student, and poe's a nineteen year old college dropout. nonetheless, their winter vacations are equally as bad. || COMPLETED ||
