the beatles imagines

wine (john)

it was a windy night and you were just getting off your night shift at, 'delilah's'. as you walked along the dark cold streets of carnaby, london you heard swaying music coming from a nearby club. the club was a small place with very dim lights, but that didn't catch your attention as soon as you walked in. what caught your attention, was a young man in his early 20s. he had light brown hair, brown eyes, and buddy holly glasses that made you want to swoon. he was singing a song that immediately got you dancing. his voice was perfect and his looks matched everything you liked.
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after the show you sat at a nearby table, watching the band clean up to leave. you saw the drummer, the bassist, the guitarist, but you couldn't find the mysterious man you spotted upon arrival. you couldn't find him and even though it saddened you, you still had hope.

soon the man came around and sat down in front of you. you gasped and blushed slightly looking at him, "hello." you smiled

"ello luv, im john and ye are?"

"(y/n)." you grinned sticking your hand out. he took it and gently kissed it.

"can i interest you in some wine?" he asked as you smiled.

"sure." you replied.

the both of you got to talking. he made some jokes, made you laugh, and vice versa.

"when can i see you again?" john asked scribbling his house number on a ripped piece of tablecloth.

"as soon as you'd like." you blushed and with that you both went your separate ways, but still remembered that wine you had with him all those years later.