Proposal

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1975

"I've missed you."

"I've missed you more."

"Doubt it." John threw his arms around his neck. "I was stupid."

"I don't think you're stupid." Paul nuzzled his nose into his hair. "Okay, maybe a little."

"Very funny." They sat there in silence. "Hey, Macca?"

"Yeah?"

"Watch this. Martha, here girl!" he called. The old sheepdog trotted over, wagging happily.

"I'm glad she's warming up to you." Paul bent down to pet her, then paused at the sight of something on her collar. "What's this?" He untied a red ribbon, revealing a ring.

"Paul?" John took it with a shaky hand. "W - will you make me the happiest man alive, and um, spend the rest of your life with me?" He looked up, only to find him crying. "Paul? Oh god, I'm sorry, was that too soon or -"

"Yes!" He tackled him to the floor, almost hitting Martha. "Oh, yes!"

"Great," he grunted. "Now kindly let me breathe, Mr. Lennon-McCartney."

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