"Wanna go over mine? I'll make you a cup of tea to help your cold."
Ringo smiled, lips red and tingling. "I-If you don't mind..."
Along the way, George's hand brushed against Ringo's. He blushed when he felt his cold fingers clasp around his warm ones. For some weird reason, Ringo liked the way George's cold hand fit around his warmer one.
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Alive | Starrison [✔️]
Fanfiction[COMPLETED] George knew he was going to turn him, one way or another. He knew he was going to fuck it up as he always did. Paul was surely going to have his head and Ringo might be terrified of him when he finds out. You know what? Fuck it. If you...
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