Strange Feelings...

Coming out pt 2

"Dad?" Paul called, "I'm home!"

"Paul! It's been ages since I've seen you, my boy," Jim McCartney grinned, not acknowledging John's presence.

Paul smiled tightly, fear now bubbling up in his stomach, "Hold that thought Dad, I-uhhh... John outside."

They stepped back out and Paul began pacing, "What's wrong princess?"

"I can't do it!" Paul threw up his hands, "I can't tell him! I don't know how!"

John pulled paul into a tight hug, "You can do it, love. You're Paul McCartney! You can do anything!"

Paul nodded and walked back through the door.

"Dad," he began, staring down his father, "I've got something to tell you."

"Out with it, then," Jim said, worry crossing his face.

John rested a reassuring hand on Paul's shoulder.

"I'm," Paul gulped, "I'm gay, and, uhh, and John's my, erm, my boyfriend..."

Jim blinked, "Uhhmm, congratulations? I don't really know what to say. I fully accept you."

"I've got a question though, why John? And why is it only coming up now?"

Paul gestured to John's face like a game show host and John smiled goofily, "Look at how cute he is!"

Jim rolled his eyes with a tiny smile.

"And it's only coming up now because I've never really had a crush on anyone til John so I never had a reason to tell you. But I've known since I was around 14, I think," Paul confessed.

"You have a crush on meee, that's embarrassing!" John smirked, getting close to Paul's face.

Paul giggled, "Shut up, ye wanker!"

Jim watched them with a soft smile, young love, sweet and innocent. "Thank you for telling me, Paul. Really."

He smiled broadly and hurried John up to his room.

"Now you gotta kiss me! Cause you said you would after you told your old man!" John smirked.

Paul chuckled and wrapped his arms around John's neck, "Maybe I will, then..."

He had just started leaning in when, "Paulie, who's that?!"

Paul whirled around to see his baby brother pointing scardley at his boyfriend.

"Mikey, this is John," Paul said slowly, crouching down to the 9 year old's height. "He's my boyfriend."

Mike cocked his head, "But you're a boy?! No one told me that boys could love boys!"

John smiled crookedly, "Hey, kid."

Mike wrapped himself tightly around John's legs, "You're my other big brother now!!" He squealed happily.

John tossed him up into the air with a huge grin on his face.

Paul watched with a soft lovesick grin, his boyfriend playing with his brother. John was incredible.

"Run along, Mikey," Paul told him, "John and I have to do homework."

Mike pouted, but trudged out the door anyway.

Paul closed the door behind him, and when he turned back around, John was shirtless.

"John- what are you doing?!" Paul giggled, his face hot.

"You said we were doing homework," John looked embarrassed, "So I thought we were doing yknow, homework." He started putting his shirt back on.

"Nonono, you can keep that off..." Paul told him, "It's hot in here so..."

John smirked at him, "Daft sod, I'm not gonna do homework without a shirt."

"Shut up and kiss me, you bleedin' idiot," Paul chuckled.

"Someone's feeling confident today," John teased, waggling his eyebrows.

Paul rolled his eyes and began snogging John. His lips were rough against Paul's, tasting of greasy chips and sharp biting mint. John pushed Paul down onto his bed, not breaking the kiss. John's tongue brushed against Paul's lower lip and into his mouth. Paul moaned slightly, clawing at John's back.

John broke the kiss and moved down to Paul's neck, biting the skin there and sucking. Paul pulled at John's hair, pulling a grunt out of him.

Paul rolled John over, straddling his hips and began kissing him roughly once more, his pants growing tighter. John tugged at Paul's shirt, trying to get it off.

"Really boys? Just because I'm okay with your relationship, doesn't mean I wanna walk in on this," Jim sighed, his eyes huge.

Paul immediately climbed off John, his face dark red. "I'm so sorry dad- I got carried away and-"

"No, it's fine," he sighed again, "I just never want to see that again, or definitely not anything worse than that. Seeing my son making out with someone is enough-"

"I-I'm sorry-" Paul stared at the ground.

Jim left in a hurry, leaving a distraught Paul and a shirtless John.

"You should go," Paul said to John, staring at the ground and handing him his shirt.

"Macca-"

"Please."

John stared at him, tears welling up in his eyes. He glared at Paul and stormed out the door.

"What the fuck did I just do?" Paul held his head in his hands, regretting making John leave.

"He's gonna be mad at me for so long! Paul you fucking idiot! You literally started dating him two days ago and you already fucked it up!" Paul paced the room, tears threatening to spill down his cheeks.

He took out his phone and tried to text John.

To: Johnny boy <3:
Johnny, I'm sorry love
Please come back :(

fuck off
you made it pretty clear that you don't want me around

But I do!
I love you!!

...

John?
I really do...

ill be over in a mo

Yes!! John was coming back!!

Paul waited patiently on his bed for his boyfriend. He waited.
And waited.
And waited.

John wasn't coming