Are teachers and parents allowed to date?

Chapter 11

"Calm down, my love," John rubbed a hand up and down Paul's back. "It's just like you told me when I met your old man. If my aunt doesn't accept us then fuck her."

Paul buried his face into John's neck, his beard scratching John's face a bit.

"I love you," Paul murmured, holding Julian's hand.

John grinned and kissed Paul's cheek, "I love you too." And with that, they walked up to John's childhood house.

As soon as John rapped on the door, Mimi opened it, arms folded and lips pursed.

"So you finally decide to make an appearance, John? And who's this?"

John lifted his chin and straightened his posture. "Mimi, you remember Julian."

"Well of course," she all but scoffed. "Hello Jules, lovely to see you."

Julian grinned and hugged her leg, "I missed you Mimi!!"

A faint smile found its way onto her face as she looked down at Julian.

"And this..." John swallowed, "This is Paul. And I- I'm going to marry him."

Mimi's head shot up, "And this is the first I'm hearing of this boy?! You didn't even bother to tell me? John Lennon, I thought better of you! I thought you trusted me enough to tell me about these things-"

John cut her off by hugging her tightly, tears pooling in his eyes. "I-I'm so sorry Mimi... I was worried that you wouldn't like him, and I love him so much but I couldn't stand it if the man I married was someone that you hate..."

"Oh John..." she ran her fingers through his hair, "He seems like a lovely man, and even if I did hate him, you love him which is more important."

"I'm sorry," he whispered hoarsely.

"It's okay, John," she pulled away from John and wiped her misty eyes. "Now, how about you, Jules, and your fiancé come inside and whip something up. Tea?" Mimi held Julian's hand and led him inside.

"Yes please," John said, sniffling.

Paul grabbed John's hand and wiped the tears off his lover's cheeks. "You did so good!" He whispered. "I love you, Johnny."

John smiled shakily and squeezed Paul's hand, "I love you too, Macca."

"Shall we?" Paul held out his arm to John like an old timey gentleman.

With a chuckle, John linked their arms together, "We shall."
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"So John said your name was Paul?" Mimi asked as she handed Paul his tea.

Paul nodded, "Yes ma'am, Paul McCartney."

Mimi smiled, "And how did you and John meet? And when?"

"A year and a half ago, I think?" Paul grinned and blushed a bit. "I was actually Julian's kindergarten teacher and John was one of the only parents who walked their kid in every morning... And he used to talk to me and chat me up in typical Lennon fashion. And Jules was friends with my nephew, Dhani, so John and I set up a few play dates, and one day... I wrote John a song and told him I loved him... and here we are!"

Mimi smiled softly, "That's a lovely story. You wrote him a song?"

Paul chuckled, "Yeah... uh, I played guitar in front of his house in the rain... It was cheesy and dramatic but I guess it worked-"

"Oh come on, that song was beautiful, Macca! And even if it was ugly as shit-"

"Language, John." Mimi chastised.