Peace (lennstarr)

Conflict

>> Conflict <<

<> to come into collision or disagreement; be contradictory, at variance, or in opposition; clash <>

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"Johnny do you want to watch a movie with me?" the blue eyed man bubbled.

"if you're looking to watch those dumb romantic comedy movies you can count me out." John scoffed and put down his tea with a scowl.

"but Johnny you know I love them! and they're comedy movies, not dumb movies!" the older man pouted and John tore his eyes away from the way that his lips managed to amaze him so much.

"yeah well in my eyes they're dumb movies." the disgruntled of the two grumbled, heathing himself off of the cold countertop in the kitchen.

"fine we'll watch action movies and stuff. but you better watch them with me!" Ringo exclaimed and John responded with a real smile.

"sure thing. get the couch set up and I'll go make the popcorn. and promise me you'll get two blankets so that we don't end up sharing. please Ritchie." John sighed and rushed over to the cabinets to make the popcorn needed for their said movie binge.

see the thing about Ringo is that he's too cute. you can't say no to him even if you really, really, really wanted to. his cuteness overcame everything about him and it was just so much you couldn't say no.

he had those beautiful blue eyes that were impossible to look away from, those full lips that when in a pout made you want to kiss him until your lips hurt, and his dorky grin that was irresistible. overall Richard Henry Parkin Starkey was a ball of sunshine who wasn't able to be ignored no matter how much you look away.

but the only conflict that John really had was that he didn't know the true answer to a long time question: what the fuck even is Richard Starkey's sexuality?

gay? straight? bisexual? johnsexual?

who knew? he wouldn't tell John.

"Ritchie, baby," John sneered as he made the two bowls of popcorn. "the popcorn is almost done!"

"oh fuck off John! and don't call me baby!" Ringo groaned and John let out a sneer.

"oh you know you love it baby!" John kept going until the older man marched into the room.

"why don't you shut the fuck up!" Ringo yelled at John with such an intensity that the auburn boy put down his cup of tea and stared at him.

there stood Ringo, in his blue pajama pants and grey shirt, looking as adorable as possible even in the midst of his little outrage. there was a flame in his baby blues that shouldn't be there. it wasn't supposed to be there. it frightened John. but it also put a sudden adoration to him. anger was so rare for him and it always caught John's eyes.

his pink lips were a fruit punch red, clearly stained from all the juice he must drink. they were set in a full out pout and John bit his lip to try not to react. yes there was a bit of conflict at the moment but that could wait. the very sight was almost too much.

John was finally able to tear his eyes off of the man's messy brown mop top before letting his lips curl into a smirk.

"I don't know, can I?" John responded and that was when Richard Starkey decided he'd have enough.

"if you need me I'll be on the couch." he mumbled, shuffling back towards the living room with a speechless John in the cold kitchen.