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1964

"So...a prostitute, eh?"

"Yeah, I know."

"They were really listening in?!"

"Yeah."

"That's awkward." Ringo bounced up and down on the couch.

"I'm sorry, I should've saved myself for you." George stared straight ahead.

"We were young, it's fine." He blushed a bit. "For me? Really?"

"Of course." He looped his arms around his neck.

"I should've saved myself for you, too." Ringo buried his nose into his hair with a sigh.

"It's okay." George stroked his cheek. "I don't mind."

"You're too nice." He looked up at him with a smile.

"It's what I do." He kissed his nose. "I love you so damn much."

"I know." They cuddled for hours until they fell asleep.

Paul eventually came in and draped a blanket over them. "So cute."

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