help; lennstarr 🎵modern🎵

outing

john and richard sat in johns room, listening to the king.

john was laying upon his bed with his legs propped against the wall, and ringo wandering around johns small room.

"who's this with mimi?"
ringo questioned, holding up a photo of john with mimi, when john was still julia.

johnd heart dropped straight out his fucking asshole.

"me."

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"what."

the look on ringos face was such pure confusion that it made john lahgh out loud.

"aight ritchie sit you ass down on this bed im gonna teach you a thing."
john chuckled, sitting up."

as ringo sat, john contemplated existing.

"oksy so yknow how my voice is so high and im the height of a twelve year old ...right?"

ringo nodded, john regretted being anle to breathe.

"yeah uh, haha yeah um um um iwasbornagirlpleasedontleaveme."

ringos eyes widened as john started shaking and tears ran down his cheeks.

"please please please dont hate me oh my fucking god pl e a se"

ritchies heart melted and he wrapped his arms around the small boy, and pulled him to his chest, shushing him and kissing the top of his head.

"it doesn't change anything. you're still john to me, and you'll always be john to me."

john nodded against his chest slowly, hiccuping and shuddering with each inhale.

"can i kindly ask, you dont have to answer, what was your old name??"

john bit his lip and thought about it before responding.

"j-julia."

"that's why people on the bus call you that?"

"mhm."
john mumbled, wrapping his arms around ringo as ringo gently stroked his hair.

"john, i need you to know this. i love you."

"i love you too ritchie."

"wanna go downstairs and get some sodas and draw all day whilst listening to records?"

"please."