The Train Debacle

Oh! Darling

A/n: i do not own the title and people in this book. The people are their own people and the title belongs to the Beatles/ the Lennon/McCartney duo.
P.S i hope you enjoy the chapter!

*reader discretion for extremely bad language. Sadly it's period typical homophobia.*

John's pov

Wow. That was probably one of the most gear kisses I've ever had. Which is definitely saying something considering I've kissed a lot of people, most of em being birds. I do hope Paul doesn't hate me now, although I doubt he will seeing as all he does is blush and stutter when I talk to him. All me friends think I'm a little ignorant but in reality I'm the complete opposite. I tend to notice things other people don't see. For example, Paul, I don't think ringo and George have caught on to him yet. Paulie himself might not even know. I hope I haven't gotten the wrong signals and totally ruined both our friendship and the band. Even if we do end up together this would be a job to hide from the fans and the press. People would catch on after about two years if neither of us were pulling birds like we're supposed to right? Another thing to take into consideration would be who to tell cause in this day and age people might flip their lids and call us dirty fags or something. I've probably had a thing for Paul since we met in 1957 at that ridiculous church fête. I only realized my own feelings recently because of how awfully heteronormative society is. This train is pretty boring. The Beatles are making a film called a hard day's night and we have to be on a train for a couple of the scenes. We already completed the scenes we had to do and now we're all just faffing about waiting to get off. I'm about to turn into our compartment when I stop. Through the little glass pane I see Paul and Ringo talking animatedly about something that looks probably rather private. So like any other person would, I sit down next to the door and press my left ear to the crack. What i heard shocked me to the core.

A/N: holy crow I never actually thought I'd continue with this story. I suppose I'll have to change the name now. Also there's some different slang some of you may not have heard so here they are with definitions:

Bird: a girl, woman, or lady
Gear: awesome, amazing, cool
A job: a difficult thing
Fête: a party, small festival, or celebration
Faffing: to do something not useful or important. Ex: I do wish you'd actually do something useful instead of just faffing about!

Also I am a part of the lgbtq+ community and I have nothing against other people that are as well. I mean it would be rather contradictory if i did wouldn't it? 😅

Love, Nautilus