Help! | McLennon

Getting Better

"When I was younger, so much younger than today,
I never needed anybody's help in any way.
But now these days are gone, I'm not so self assured,
Now I find I've changed my mind,
I'll open up the doors.
Help me if you can I'm feeling down
And I do appreciate you being round,
Help me get my feet back on the ground,
Won't you please help me?" John finished singing and his gaze darted up to look from his guitar to his bandmates, in order to see their reaction. "That's all I've got for now," he annouced, putting away the instrument.

"It's beautiful, John," Paul complimented, causing a small smile to tug at his lips.

"I agree, it's really good."

"Can't wait to hear more of it."

"Thank you, gentlemen!" John said in one of his most funny voices. "Now let's go get some food, shall we? I'm starving!" he grabbed Paul's hand eagerly. "Sir, will you be willing to kiss me, sir?"

"Maybe," Paul replied teasingly, but before he managed to fully close his mouth, John was already pushing his tongue inside of him.

Normally George would make some sort of teasing comment about their relationship, but he stayed quiet this time. They were all glad that Paul was getting better and that John seemed to be doing fine too.

Lots of people recognized them on the way to the restaurant, where they decided to eat, because they disguises weren't the best. However, the fans didn't act insane happy when they saw them. Only some of the girls started to scream, but the rest seemed genuinely pleased to see Paul behaving normally again.

The whole drama had mostly faded out, so there weren't any updates about him on the news lately. That made his real fans concerned about how he was doing and obviously they kept asking about it. Some of them also made sure to ask the rest, mostly John though. A few days earlier Brian set up an interview during which John was forced to apologize for his drunken adventures.

The dinner itself was quite enjoyable, but when it was over they all found themselves tired after a long day in the studio.

"Did you have a nice time?" John jumped onto the bed, where Paul was already sitted comfortably and waiting for him.

"Sure, things are finally getting back to normal!"

John scooted over a little closer to his partner and grabbed his hand. "I love you, you know that?"

Paul hummed, pretending to be wondering. John's answer to that was leaning forward and pressing his lips to the other's for a slow kiss.

"I guess, I love you too," Paul finally replied, rolling his eyes and then kissing the other again, this time more passionately.

They spent the rest of the evening talking, while cuddling there in bed. The warmth of Paul's body caused John to relax and eventually start drifting off to sleep. Paul was sleepy too, so he only flicked off the lights and whispered a goodnight to John, who replied with placing a soft kiss on his forehead.

Paul was right. Things were almost the way they had been before. Even though life as The Beatles wasn't the easiest one to lead, they were both happy with it the way it was. At least for now.

A/N: Sorry for this short, crappy, filler chapter but I needed it so that I can go on writing what I have planned for later:)