Daydream Believer

Good Day Sunshine

The 6 o'clock alarm rings and George and Davy wake from their golden slumbers.

"Well, you better get going Georgie, we don't want anyone to know about us." Davy said while wiping the sleep out of his eyes.

"Alright Davy, I'll be coming back here tonight." George promised.

George got out of bed with his naked body getting cold without Davy. He found his clothes he wore yesterday and put them on to warm him up.

George then headed towards the bedroom door to leave. Davy was already tired and nearly gone again.

"I love you, Georgie." Davy said half awake.

"I love you too, Davy." George replied to his tired lover.

George slipped out of the door and left to his room.

He went to his room and sneakily snuck into bed beside Paul. George went through completely undetected, even by Paul. George once again went back to sleep.

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2 Hours Later
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"George! Get off of me!" Paul yelled.

George was again hugging Paul in his sleep. Probably because of last night with being with Davy and all.

"Sorry Paul, you know me, I don't mean to." George said with a slow, slurred voice.

George let go of him and started to wake up again for the second time of the day. He started getting his clothes off and putting on another pair of clothing. He picked out a white t-shirt with a red and black striped jacket over it. For his pants, he picked out a simple pair of black jeans with a brown belt. He went downstairs to get a cup of tea to start his morning.

George, John, Mike, Micky and Peter was in the living room.

"Good Morning, George!" The other four said.

George stayed quiet as he hadn't had his tea and breakfast yet to truly wake him up.

George went into the kitchen and started making his tea, and then moved on to eggs.
He went into the fridge and picked out the egg carton with four eggs left. He took all four to make Davy some breakfast too. He then reached up to the top cabinet and grabbed a tea cup with his long, hairy arms. He put three spoons of sugar inside the white decorative cup. He loved his tea sweet, much like how he was feeling that morning. As time passed, he had a cup of tea with two things of scrambled eggs. One for him, and one for his adorable lover.

Soon after, Davy walked out from his room and circled down the spiral staircase.

"Good Morning Davy!" Everyone shouted.

"Good Morning!" Davy replied back with a yawn.

Davy was wearing a simple but stylish black and white striped shirt with a pair of blue jeans on. Just to add a touch of favor to his outfit, he threw over a long-sleeve, blue button up shirt.

Davy walks over to George at the table. George slides his extra eggs and motions Davy to sit next to him.

"Good Day Sunshine!" George said to Davy.

"Good Morning, George." Davy said with his head heavy with sleep.

He sits down to eat his breakfast but soon realizes that he has nothing to drink.

Davy walks in the kitchen to the fridge to get out a gallon of orange juice. George leaves the table to get his tea off the counter. Davy places the gallon on the counter next to the tea and then walks over to the cabinet full of cups. He opens it and sees there is only a few cups left pushed all the way to the back. George watches Davy struggling to get a cup and then walks over to help him.

"Don't worry Davy, I got it." George told the short man.

"Thanks George, I hate it when it's the last few cups in the back! I can hardly reach 'em!" Davy thanked the Beatle.

After Davy poured his orange juice, they headed back to the table to enjoy their breakfast together. They secretly held hands under the table, and shot each other winks and kisses when the others weren't looking. They made small talk about their views on a variety of topics, but dared not to talk about last night. In reality, that was the only thing on their minds. The pleasure of last night, the oneness they shared, the love they gave.

In time, all the boys were socializing in the living room. One of them goes up to the stage and a super band forms once again. They started jamming and singing all their favorite songs and artists, even a few originals. They played Elvis, Carl Perkins, Chuck Berry, The Everly Brothers and other hits of their time. Then they played some of their original stuff. HELP!, Papa Gene's Blues, Can't Buy Me Love, and Last Train To Clarksville.

"That was groovy!" Davy said with sweat running down his face from all the dancing and energy.

"Yeah, we aren't bad together." Paul said out of breath.

There was so much energy in the room from all 8 musicians painting the room with their masterful sound of art. After they stopped playing, they all checked out gear and talked with each other about what they had. Some of them even told personal stories about their instruments. 

They afterwards dispersed into their own ways. Davy went up to George and strikes up a conversation.

"Let's say you and me get out of here together?" Davy asked.

"I'd be happy to, Davy." George said holding out car keys in his hand.

The two went out the door in a flash. They wanted to be alone again.