Before (ringo x reader)

Days

          Running hands softly over his body. Quiet moments. Cold ocean nights. Streets lit by lamplight and moonlight. Hot rooms full of sweaty bodies. The electricity of music. Young love and alcohol. Pure fucking freedom. That's what Germany was. It was freedom.

  You smiled watching the over enthusiastic boys hop around the street, despite having been playing for three weeks now they still got excited every time, "Y'know there's probably better things to do with yer energy than hop," you cooed to George who was closest besides you, "Y'know there's probably better things ye can do with yer time tha hang out with bands yer not in," he mocked your tone.

  "How pleasent Geo," you giggled as he took up your hand in a brotherly gesture, "Y'know ye like havin me round anyhow," he shrugged, you leant against his shoulder, "So Lennon?" He questioned quickly transitioning from brotherly to motherly tone, "Yes Lennon, what's yer problem?" 

  He sighed shaking his free hand dramatically, "He's a drunk rude idiot who will do nothing but hurt and desert ye and since ye deserve better I figure there's nothing more I can do tha lecture ye and murder him," you chuckled.

   "Was tha rehearsed?" You questioned in a much more amused tone than the lad who may or may not have rehearsed it was hoping, "Maybe," he mumbled, you grinned, "He won't hurt me Geo he's worth more tha ye think," he sighed emphatically, "Least admit he's an arse though,"

 You smirked, "Oh he's an arse. Aren't ye Lennon?!" You yelled causing him to turn around, having been walkong in front of you, "Ay hands off me bird Georgie!" Geo glared and took his distance, John taking his place almost immediately, "Looking to replace me so soon princess?" 

 You made deadpan eye contact with him and said, "Nice try but don't princess me," he huffed, "Fine trying to replace me so soon love?" You giggled, "Oh much better!" He rolled his eyes and slowed a little as the others reached the club, "I don't wanna go in," he mummbled like a pouty child. You smiled wrapping your arms around his waist, "We really have to," he sighed, "I'm tired of these kinds of days,"