Yer Blues

a bar fight

A/N: I changed this chapter so for the people who read the other version, sorry but you have to read this as well and forget that one. Sorry for the confusion!

Unfortunately, the perfect moment couldn't last forever.

The sudden noise if the doorbell made Paul groan. He let go of John, who whined in return, and slowly grabbed some clothes to put on.

"Who the fuck could that be?" John asked looking up at Paul.

"Dunno, probably just the mailman or something," he replied zipping up his pants.

"Do you mind if I put on yer shirt? I can't seem to find mine," Paul asked looking around the room. John nodded as he threw him his shirt.

"I'll be back in a minute."

"Seeya," John mumbled as he watched Paul leave the room.

When the lad got downstairs he grabbed the handle thinking it would only take a minute.

God was he wrong.

As the door opened Paul's heart sank to the ground.

"Oi Paul!" George said giving him a smile while Ringo simply waved at him.

Paul didn't move for a few seconds. John was upstairs, what if they wanted to come in and go to his room? How could he explain a half-naked John in his bed looking all flushed and sweaty? They would find out!

Ringo suddenly frowned at Paul's long silence which awoke him from his thoughts.

"Eh- George, Ringo, what are ye doing here?" Paul said loudly hoping John would hear him and hide or put on some clothes.

George grinned, "no need to yell, we ain't deaf," he said inspecting Paul's odd behavior.

"Well eh- come in I guess," Paul said after a few seconds stepping out if the doorway to let them in. George got inside and before Paul could stop him he got up the stairs with Ringo on his heels.

Paul hurried after them to stop them but just before George could open the door, John got out of it looking rather messy, Paul could clearly see he had hastily pulled on some clothes and had finished just in time.

"Ey lads," he said casually.

The lover's locked eyes for a second and Paul could clearly see the fear in John's eyes and it made him anxious as well.

"Oh hi John, didn't know ye were here as well," Ringo said giving Paul a confused look.

"I was about to say he was here too," Paul said as casual as he could, "hope ye don't mind?"

"Of course not," George said smiling at him, "the more the merrier."

John grinned awkwardly but George didn't seem to notice.

It fell silent and Paul took the moment to catch John's eye, he looked nervous but still smiled at him and it made Paul's heart flutter but he quickly looked away hoping the others hadn't noticed.

"Let's get outta here, get a drink or a smoke." George finally said clapping his hands together. Ringo nodded and turned around to walk downstairs and George followed him leaving the two lovebirds alone.

"That was close," Paul whispered relaxing a bit.

"Tell me about it," John sighed, he looked down at his shirt and smiled to himself, "yer shirt is very soft, and it smells like ye."

Paul blushed lightly and smiled at him feeling his belly explode with butterflies.

"Ye coming lads?" Ringo yelled making them jump. John kissed him softly before walked off, "let's go princess."