Two of Us (McLennon)

Part Fourteen- "Always"

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Part Fourteen- "Always"

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Nearly a week later, Paul opened his eyes, he was much more relaxed than he'd ever been. Lying in an actual bed for the first time in a while was heaven. He pulled the crisp white sheets up to his neck. Last night, he'd slept with John, but this morning John was nowhere to be found.

Paul didn't mind this, of course. After the close bond they had recently shared, Paul couldn't ask for much more. The sheets smelled like John's cologne, and cigarette smoke. It was something Paul cherished. He buried his face under Johns pillow.

At this moment, when Paul was about to fall asleep again, John came bounding through the bedroom door. He leapt onto the bed and then jumped around shouting,

"WAKE UP! WAKE UP MACCA!"

Johns lover responded with a cheery, "Im up John!" Paul chuckled to himself as he rolled over to face the man who disrupted his sleep.

'Hes like a child on Christmas!' Paul thought to himself. But then he paused. 'Its the day before Christmas Eve!'

"Brian wants us back into the studio today!" John cried happily.

"We don't have anything written. Or, I didn't write anything like we were supposed to," Paul replied.

"Lucky for you, I did!" John then laid down next to Paul and wrapped an arm around his naked chest. He planted small kisses to the younger boys neck.

Paul tilted his head back, trying to expose more of his neck to John. Instead of kissing him, John pressed his nose to Paul's jaw.

"Come on Paulie. Brian's waiting. I made you breakfast," John murmured to Paul. Paul gave an abrupt shiver at the feel of Johns breath on his neck. John scooped up Paul in his arms, blankets and all (Paul was still naked) and began to carry him downstairs.

Paul couldn't help but smile at the way that John treated him as though he was as fragile as glass. John walked quite slowly, cherishing the warmth of Paul's body and wishing he could reach out and smooth down Paul's hair. It stuck out in all directions.

Paul was soon sitting at the kitchen table, sharing breakfast with John. It was actually very good, which was surprising since John was never one to cook. Abruptly though, John reached out and took Paul's hand.

"Paul, I really am sorry for everything that's happened recently. I never meant to hurt you," John said quietly as he rubbed circles on Paul's hand. Paul nodded slowly.

"I know Johnny," Paul stared at their hands.

"Well.... We aught to get going. We've got people to meet and plans tonight." John said cheerily, as he stood.

"What plans?!" Paul spun around and looked up at John.

"We, as in, the Beatles, have put together enough money for a... Treat. For you. I talked with George and Ringo a couple nights ago at a pub. I told them basically what's been happening with you, excluding the fact that we're together..." John trailed off.

"Well, go on!" Paul said, suddenly feeling excited.

"We all remember how much you loved New York... Well... We're all going back to spend the holidays there and we are flying out tonight" John said the last part quickly, not sure how Paul would react.

"Seriously?!" Paul practically screeched. John thought Paul was angry with him, until Paul's arms were locked around him.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, I love you so much John!" Paul repeatedly kissed Johns face and hugged him tightly.

"Well go get dressed! The sooner we meet up with the boys to sooner we get to come home and get ready!" John chuckled. At this, Paul let go of John and dashed upstairs.

Within ten minutes, Paul came back downstairs fully dressed with his hair fixed nice. John grabbed his hand, and they both walked out the door.

~*~

Upon arrival at the recording studio, John turned urgently to Paul outside the door.

"They don't know about us. Don't tell them anything. At least not until we get to New York. Okay?" John said quickly and quietly.

"Alright Johnny! Lets go!" Paul grinned, still ecstatic about going to New York.

"Wait.. Before we go in.." John started.

"What is it Johnny?" Paul asked, grabbing for Johns hand.

"I love you so much. Will you really love me forever?" John couldn't help it. He had to ask. For what he had planned...

"Yes John. Definitely," Paul breathed, staring up a John. Before kissing Paul once more, John had to ask one more question and receive one more answer.

"Always?"

"Always."

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Awe well that was cute to write. I felt like I had to add the 'Always' part for Beanie because Snape.

Well, John has something planned and everyone is going to New York for Christmas because I'm in the Christmas spirit.

My next update will be here in a week or two, because I want to have a VERY special one for Christmas. A present for you all!

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