Blow away -Starrison [✔️]

Eight

George had slept quite well, considering the fact he hadn't heard any voice calling his name. What brought him to his senses a little bit was a small pressure at the back of his head, which he invited greatly because he simply loved when somebody toyed with his hair.

Luckily for Ringo, George was still in a state between sleepy and complete oblivion. What made him a little suspicious was a light touch to his lips.

He didn't sense it brightly, as he was still half asleep, but it was still there. It was weird because he hadn't dreamed any particular dream.

When he opened his eyes, there wasn't much to see, really. The second thing he could feel, right after the kiss, was someone's hair tickling his nose. Thanks to the cranny of light under the door, he recognized the color - brown. At first, he actually thought it was a girl, but when the person pulled away and his eyes got usted to the dark, he knew it was.

"Ringo?"
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