Flaws | Starrison [✖️]

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George opened the bedroom door slowly, peeking at the sleeping cutie (beauty). He was buried under all Paul's grandmother's knitted quilts, his messy moptop the only sign he was still asleep.

"Ringo?" He gently shook him awake. "Ritchie?"

Ringo turned, blue eyes peeking up from the quilts. He groaned, closing his eyes once more and buried deeper in the pillows.

"Five more minutes."

George huffed, trying to seem annoyed but in reality he was trying to fight the grin that was threatening to form in his face. God, he was just too cute.

He removed the blanket and bent down, pressing his chapped lips against Ringo's soft ones. He kissed him, closing his eyes as their lips met. Even the smallest kisses felt like heaven to him.

"Good morning, Georgie." Ringo giggled.

George grinned at him. "Good morning, cutie."

Ringo reached up and played with the ends of George's messy hair. He didn't wax it and Ringo liked it this way.

"You should wake me up like that more often." Ringo teased, leaning up for another kiss.

"Maybe I should." George cupped his cheek, gladly returning the kiss.

Ringo moaned softly as George bit his bottom lip, careful enough not to hurt him but enough for him to feel his fangs.

"Mmm..." He groaned when George kissed his jaw. "Georgie---" He moaned loudly as he felt his teeth rake against the sensitive area on his neck. "I-I'm still sore!" Ringo whined, hands going up to his hair.

"Might I remind you lovebirds, it's eight in the morning!" Paul called out loudly from outside the room. "Probably a bit too early for that, I suppose!"

"Oh shut it Mccartney!" George yelled back. "You're jus' jealous I can do it with Ringo and you can't do it with John!"

Ringo laughed. "I thought Paul was straight?"

"I'm not the one to assume people's sexuality but," George leaned in closer to his ear. "Actions do speak louder than words."

Ringo giggled. "Then he's somehow bisexual?"

George shrugged. "He's definitely not straight." He grinned. "Wanna take a shower with me?"

Ringo blushed. "Geo!"

George blinked innocently. "What? It's not like I haven't seen you naked before?"

Ringo pursed his lips. "Ugh, fine." He gave him a look. "But don't forget I'm still sore."

"Don't worry," George placed a sweet kiss on his cheek. "I won't do anything you don't want me to do."

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sorry if it's a bit short hehe but i wanted more genuine fluffy romantic moments bewteen ringo and george :3

a word of warning though...

the next chapter won't be so fluffy as this one ;)