Be Happy, Baby [Slash]

Be Happy, Baby - Chapter 4 [slash -boyxboy]

Chapter 4. Still a chapter I wrote a long while ago, so just hang in there for a little longer lol.

Once again, it's a slash story. As in boyxboy.

Pairings: J/P and G/R

Disclaimer!: I don't own anything related to the Beatles. It's fiction.

 Picture is of Ringo. Taken around '65, I think.

CHAPITRE QUATRE

Paul looked up and saw that the sky was grey. Nothin’ new there, Paul mused. He didn’t know why he always bothered checking, as if it would suddenly be a different color- perhaps green, or purple, or yellow or something. He supposed it was just out of hope that he would find something different. A hope that his little world in the confines of this drab city of Liverpool would suddenly upgrade from black and white to brilliant colors of all hues and shades. But that meant that the ever-present overcast that constantly hung over the city would have to go. Which would never happen.

Paul glanced over lazily when he heard the ‘ding-ding’ of the shop door open. He smiled when he saw his auburn-haired friend casually exit the sweets shop, and start to walk down the sidewalk towards Paul. He waited for his friend to sit down next to him on the bench before speaking.

“So, whatcha get?” Paul asked curiously. John had come up with the bright idea of going to nick some candy from the shop, but Paul had decided to sit outside and wait. He wasn’t particularly good in the ‘art of nicking’, and would have most likely gotten caught as soon as he walked in through the door.

John grinned mischievously at him and whipped a candy bar out of his coat. Paul nodded approvingly at it. Well, good for him, he thought with a tiny pang of jealousy.

Paul looked away when John started to rip open the wrapper, not wanting to drool as he watched John eat it. He pretended to be occupied with a loose button on his coat as he tried to ignore the delicious aroma the candy was letting off.

“Paa-aaul.”

“Hmm?” Paul still didn’t look over, sure John was just trying to tease him.

"Paulie, Paulie, Paa-aaulie…”

Paul sighed and finally looked at the boy, who was smiling at him sweetly. “What John?”

He arched one of his already arched eyebrows when John held out his hand.

“Here ya go.” Paul looked down at the hand and found it containing chocolate.

“Yer… giving me some of yer chocolate?”

“Half of it, actually.”

“What? Why…?” He was sure this was some sort of trick. Why would John share his chocolate with him? Paul hadn’t even asked.

“Christ, Paulie. Just take it, will ya? Before I change me mind!”

Paul hesitated only slightly before reaching out and plucking the candy from John’s hand. He stared at it in disbelief.

“Ya can’t eat it with yer eyes, y’know.”

Paul smiled and brought the chocolate up to his lips. He took a small bite and seemingly melted along with the sweet treat. Closing his eyes, he let out a satisfied sigh.

When his first bite had completely melted in his mouth, he looked over at John who was watching him quietly. “Thanks John. That was very… sweet of ya.” Paul laughed, coloring slightly at his choice of words.

“M’only sweet fer you, Macca…” John said quietly, a small smile forming his lips. Paul chuckled nervously, unsure of what to say to that. Within a few seconds though, John started laughing too, reverting back to his normal self. “Next time, yer the one whose gonna nick the candy, got it?”