Missing a loved one is bad, really bad. You recently had a family member pass away, putting you in a mournful estate. You cried everyday, missing them very bad. Until one day, you got a lovely visit from someone, Ringo.
Ringo was holding your favorite flowers, (y/f). He gave you a reassuring smile as you felt your cheeks warm up. He handed you the flowers as the scent filled your nostrils.
"I heard about the loss. I'm sorry to hear." He said.
You shook your head, "They're in a better place. Besides, it's great that you came." You said.
Ringo came inside as you two kept just looking at each other. You loved Ringo and never told. You had no point of denying either. You both sat on the couch, just casually talking.
"So, how did you handle it?"
"Not really well. I cried so much. It's just, thinking that she/he's gone just-"
"Hey, don't make it bad y/n." He said cupping your cheek. Ringo wiped the tear away from your cheek, his eyes soft and fragile as they could break with one touch. You gave a half smile as he looked worried.
"I don't want a beautiful girl to cry."
You looked up, pressing your lips to his. Ringo immediately kissed back, having a spark occurring. Your foreheads touched after pulling away. He held you close, feeling your heart beat.
"I love you y/n."
"I love you too."
A/N: A little short imagine written in my spare time. Soon enough they will be longer. :3
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From The Beatles: Book 2 {COMPLETED}
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