THE BEATLES IMAGINES

whats that ringo?

For marmaladeskies67 💛🥰 I love you, thank you for this! Xx 

Ringo had invited me to a meet up with the rest of his friends, we were sitting outside in the cold. I liked them all but I never knew what to say to them. As a girl, their humour was on another level because everything I joked about wasn't funny.
  John had told another joke and all of the boys laughed, to fit in, I giggled too, no idea what he just said but it seemed to be funny.
  "That means cig.. in Scouse.. I know, none of it makes sense," Ringo whispered into my ear, knowing I didn't understand, I giggled as what he said made the hair on my neck stand up.
  "Where are the other girls?" I muttered to Richard, it seemed like we where talking in our own.
  "I'm not sure love. They were supposed to come, I don't blame them because they wouldn't understand the jokes we tell," he laughed as he wrapped an arm around me, it was cold and I was getting a bit chilly.
  "Do you mind.. if I sit on your lap, I'm cold," I giggled as I wrap myself in the jacket of mine, it was near winter after all. Ringo nodded encouragingly as he patted his lap on his, and I got up from my chair.
  "Wait there," Ringo giggled as he leant forward, taking his coat of his back, he offered it to me and i took it lovingly.
  "Thank you, darling," I laugh as I put it on, it's so much bigger on me and I wrapped it around my waist, "It's so big on me!"
  "Rings, come on, Y/N are you coming too?
  "Where are you going?" I ask tiredly, about to sit on Ringo's lap, "just down the garden, are you?"
  John smiled and nodded, he laughed as he ran off like a boy, George stayed for the answer I was going to provide an answer for us both,
  "We'll come down in a minute," I smiled at George though he didn't offer for us to come, he smiled to me and ran off to the bottom of the garden as Paul walked.
  "Don't have a quickie while you're waiting!" John laughed from the other side of the garden, I laughed as I made myself comfortable on his lap. That was probably one of the only things I understood of what John had ever said.
  I rested my head on his chest as he held his arm around my back.
   "Aye, don't call me fat, Y/N, I'll have to punish ya," Ringo laughed as he I did too,
  "Richard! Shush, I didn't call you fat!" I laughed again as I put my hands around his neck and settled my head in the crook of his neck, I was so tired. 
  He laughed and I laid on him hugging onto his warmth as I could hear the muffled laughs of the boys at the bottom of the garden.
  "Richard,
  He hummed a response as I looked up to him, he was already looking at me,
  "What did you mean by punish?" I giggled as I hid my face by his neck again,
  "Don't give me that look," Ringo hid a smirk as he looked in my eyes back and forth,
  "You're hot like that.." I smile as I noticed his eyebrows were frowned nicely, he did indeed like hot, the darkness casting a shadow on his the features of his face.
  "Say that again," he chuckled as he waited for me to repeat it, I didn't necessarily want to because the boys would probably hear me. I looked over the darkness to the boys, laughing and doing something stupid.
"No they can't hear us.. look at 'em," Ringo laughed as he rested his forehead on mine.
  "You look hot like that, and I'd like to..." I began as I whispered into his ear, I moved and lazily dragged my lips down to his jawline, kissing gently. He laughed and I knew that he was liking this.
  "Did you just bite your lip?" I giggled into his neck, looking up to see him, "No, Ringo, they'll here us!"
  "What! No they won't,"
  I carried on, sucking his neck as if no one was watching, I could tell that it was hard to do it in front of anyone else because we wouldn't want to make a noise.
  "That's it.... you're doing so good.." Ringo smiled and whispered quietly,
  "Y/N I can hear your whispering from over here, and whatever that is what you're doing," John shouted with a laugh from the the end of the garden, did he really think that was me being?
  After a few more kisses to his neck, I was laying tired on his lap still, I had my head on his chest and I was starting to feel lethargic. It was too late and I couldn't be bothered to get up.
  "What's up, lovebirds, we're goin' in now," John laughed as he brushed past us, "Tell Y/N it's late, one of us will take her home,"
  "Preferably me," Ringo laughed and they did too, I felt a gentle poke on my back, it wasn't Ringo because one of his hands was on my back and other was on my head, I'm sure he was awake, he didn't talk to me while I was on the I was half asleep, so I played as if I was fully just for the fun of it.
  "Nah, John, she's fast asleep.." I heard George giggle, it must have been him, he made me stifle a small laugh but I turned into nothing, his accent always cracked me up.
  "Don't tell me well have to wait until she wakes up.." someone said, I felt a little offended.
  "It's alright, John, she'll be up in a minute," Paul said to John, I could hear him sitting down on one of the foldout chairs we had around the fire, now out, making us cold.
  "Where are the other birds, lads? Why is Y/N the only lass here?" I heard someone say, I assumed it was John, I was so concentrating in pretending to be asleep that everything around me seemed to be faint or just mumbles. I felt another poke, in fact, it was a few pokes, careless pokes, it was more harder though, the voice moving closer to me, it was John.
  "Hands off, mate. She's mine! I invited her with me," Ringo laughed, shooing away John and the finger on my back lifted from poking it. I wanted to laugh at how I was being treated like a bit of chicken or something but I couldn't break, too tired.
A few talks of nothing important later, Ringo spoke from playing with my hair, it was enough to send me to actual sleep, the sleep I desperately earned for.
  "I love her so much man, she's just so perfect, look at her,"
I tried my hardest not to move, though I wanted to kiss him so bad. Richard was so perfect for me, everything he said was so heartfelt and I loved him so much.
  The boys all awed at him, clearly finding it sweet that he and I were in love, I smiled too as much as all the boys did.
  "It's gettin' cold now," Ringo smiled, I took his jacket from him, that was my fault. He got up, holding me like bridal style but less glamorous, me pretending to be asleep. I kept my head on his chest and had my arms wrapped around his neck lightly still.
Someone opened the door to inside again for him and I could see the light trying to wake me up, I kept my eyes closed still, just an excuse to stay in Richard's arms.
"Ringo, what's that on your neck?" George suggested a question to him, I immediately blushed, hiding my face as I tried to act as asleep as I could.
"Let's 'av a look," John butted in, looking at his neck in the light, "You dirty buggers!"

My boy❤️