John and Paul were recording together, figuring out some songs to put on the upcoming album.
Paul stopped strumming his guitar and pressed two fingers too his temple. "..mm..""...you ok, Paul?" John looked up and but his hand on his lovers knee, his brow forming a look of concern.
"Yeah...just a headache. 'M fine." Paul patted Johns hand and took in a breath. "I'm going to get some ibuprofen, hold on."
"Alright, luv." John forced his face into a plain expression. 'He's been getting headaches a lot lately..'
John sighed and sat his guitar down. "Lets go for a walk, it'll do us good. And we need to go to the store too."Paul turned around, popping the two pills into his mouth and nodded. "Sounds good." Paul grabbed Johns hand and they headed for the door. 'Why do I get headaches so often...' They both walked to the park, and sat on a bench looking out at the lake.
"Those geese are pretty, aren't they Paul?" John looked at his husband fondly.
"They sure are. Despite the fact that those geese are Swans." Paul laughed and John blushed.
"Well I don't know birds! You know what I meant you wanker. Hmhmhm." John laughed along with him. These were the moments he would cherish the most.
"What do we need at the store?" Pauls head was pulsing, but he tried to ignore it so John wouldn't worry. 'I'll set up a doctors appointment..I won't tell him.'
"Fruit, bread, cat food. Normal things." They looked out at the lake, glistening in the afternoon sun.
"We should go rent a boat sometime. It'd be fun to paddle down here." Paul laid his head on John's shoulder and smiled.
"That's a wonderful idea, Macca. Maybe we can come out here this weekend eh?"
"Yeah. John?" Paul looked up at him.
"Yes?"
"I love you."
"I love you too, Paul."
The glistening on the pond got less and less bright, "we should get goin' now, macca." John stood and took his husbands hand.
"Alright." Paul stood and made a face, feeling a little dizzy. 'What the hell..'
"You ok..?" John looked at him concerned. They started walking.
"Yes I'm just hungry."
------------------------On the way back from the store, Paul clutched John's arm and stopped walking for a moment. "..nn.." John quickly took the bags he was holding from him and sat them down.
"Whats wrong?" John wrapped an arm firmly around Paul's waist.
"Dizzy..." Paul took in a few deep breaths. "I'm ok let's keep walking. C'mon we gotta get home." He shrugged off John's hand and picked up the bags, walking.
"I'm scheduling you a doctors appointment. I'm worried, Paul." John walked with him.
"There's nothing to worry about! I'm fine!" Paul sped up.
"P-..ok ok we'll talk about it when we're home. Slow down please, these are heavy."
------------------------------------They finally reached their house, John unlocking the door and ushering him inside. "Sit."
"John there's not-"
"sit down Paul." John said sternly, raising his voice.
Paul closed his mouth and sat. "Ok..talk."
"You need to see a doctor. Having two plus headaches in one day isn't normal. And now you're getting dizzy? I'm worried, Paul. Please?" John sat down beside him and gave him a warm look. Their cat, earl grey, hopped up onto John's lap.
Paul petted the cats head and sighed deeply. "I...I know. John, I know. But...I'm afraid. I'm very afraid of what might be wrong. Y'know?"
"Shhh I know..let's not talk about that, ok? I'm going to get you an appointment. It'll be ok." John lifted the cat and laid him in Paul's lap, then got up to make the appointment.
'If you say so...' The cat purred and nudged Paul's hand. "Hello earl. We've got you some more food, you want some?" The cat meowed loudly and jumped off his lap, trotting toward the kitchen.
Omg omg omg this is gonna be a very angsty Fic, I apologize for that. I really love angst and I don't know why. Hope you enjoyed anyway, cheers.
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