the beatles imagines

he kissed her?! (john)

you were up in bed doom scrolling all over the social media apps waiting for your boyfriend of four years, john, who was at the studio with the other three beatles to get home.

you hated when he was out with them. you just wanted john all to yourself and when other people got his attention, you would get peeved. he never understood why you would get so mad, and neither did you, but you were hellbent in your disdain for the attention your popular beatle boyfriend got.

as you lazily laid in bed, you didn't hear john walking into the house. "(y/n)! what's for dinner?" he called out as you perked up, placing your phone down. you got out of bed as you walked to the stairway, draping your arms over it,

"hi baby! i've missed you all day. i was thinking we could go out?" you raised an eyebrow, a hint of a small smile tugging at the corners of your mouth.

"sounds good, my love! how's fratello's?" he asked as you nodded,

"sounds great!"

*****
the two of you sat around the table as john looked at you, "wow, you're such a beautiful (girl/boy/person). i'm so lucky to call you mine." he blushed.

"heh, thank you! you look pretty ravishing yourself." you grinned.

while the two of you lovingly looked into each other's eyes, a girl from the bar began making subtle glances over at john. you didn't catch onto it right away, but that girl made sure john caught it whether you were watching or not.

"well, before the (waitress/waiter/server) gets here, i'm going to run to the bathroom." you smiled, pulling the black clothed napkin off your lap, placing it in on the table.

"sounds good babe. i'll be here waiting for you when you return." he winked, causing a giggle to escape your throat.

as you got up and headed towards the bathroom, the girl from before, iris, made her way over to your table,

"hello, i'm iris. i noticed you from across the bar. spending some time alone?" she asked tracing her finger up his arm.

john caught a glimpse of her honey eyes, light blonde hair, and olive colored skin. his heart dropped, heartbeat increased, and his palms began to sweat as he looked intently at her, "i'm john. i noticed you too, but, i'm here with my (girlfriend/boyfriend/partner). sorry." he gave her a polite smile. iris wasn't having any of that though,

"well, i don't see (her/him/them) around now, so, what's the big deal?" she smirked as she grabbed john by his collar, leaning in to kiss him softly.

john melted into the kiss, his hand advertently going to the back of iris's head, deepening the kiss. she tugged on his shirt collar, leaning further into him.

***
you were patting your hair as you looked over yourself in the mirror. you smiled at your reflection, taking a deep breath before opening the bathroom door making your way back to yours and john's table. as you neared your table, you saw john kissing another woman.

you stopped in your tracks, your heart shattering, "john!" you shouted. your shout was so loud, it reverberated around the restaurant which caused everyone to stop talking, moving, and eating. it was embarrassing to say the least, but you didn't care.

"(Y/N)! i-it's not what it looks like." he tried to explain. you were already done though. you could excuse talking to someone while you were in the bathroom, but kissing them was something completely different.

"i don't believe this shit. i just can't believe it." you repeated to yourself. while you hung your head low, running your hands through your hair, iris stifled a chuckle.

that pissed you off. you looked up at her with furrowed brows, "something funny?"

"yeah, this whole show you're putting on. get over it." iris laughed.

"get over what?" you asked, folding your arms.

"i kissed him. you really think i care if you're upset about it? i'm not." she smirked.

"is that so?" you replied as you looked down at your table subtly, seeing red wine.

she nodded as you grabbed the drink quickly, throwing it all over her. she gasped as you slammed the glass down, almost shattering it.

john watched this unfold as you stared back at him, "i'm done." you stated, turning around to walk out of the establishment.

"babe! wait!" he hasted. too late, you were already out of the place. he looked back to iris, with whom he felt bad for, but he needed to fix things with you. he rushed up and out of the place, to find you nowhere in sight.

***

a few weeks later, you were finally over john and he was seemingly feeling okay as well. he took this time to focus more on his music.