"Ringo's a lucky man," John whispered.
"What are you trying to say?" George squirmed out of his grasp. "You already have a boyfriend."
"Doesn't mean I can't find other people attractive. It's like the shoes I'm wearing are nice, but I don't want to fuck them or anything." He kicked them off.
"That was the stupidest analogy I've ever heard in me entire life." He shook his head with a grin. "You're really something else."
"I know that already." John stood up and held out his hand. "Want to write songs with me, maybe?"
"Would I!" George took his hand.
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"Pretty is a term to describe birds most of the time, but I think it describes you perfectly," Ringo mused.
"Thank you?" Paul blinked. "You're pretty as well?"
"Eh, I'll take it," he shrugged. "This is off-topic, but do you think I could sing a song on our next album?"
"Ringo, we love hearing you sing. Of course you can." He smiled gently. "Are you going to write one?"
"Maybe sometime." Ringo's face morphed into a frown. "But if it's inconvenient for you to write songs for me -"
"No." Paul covered his mouth. "It's never inconvenient, we love what we do. Now then, want some tea?"
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Ain't He Sweet - McLennon and Starrison One Shots
FanfictionSpinoff of Illegal Love (but I guess it could be read on its own) with one shots from the Beatles' daily lives together. Mclennon and Starrison. CONTAINS SMUT because people want it
