The Blue Danube [OLD]

- 𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔱𝔶 𝔬𝔫𝔢. ﾐ

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june 1859

"Happy birthday, Macca!"

"Oh!" The three boys were greeted with a shocked gasp as the front door was opened. Standing in front of them, dressed in just a t-shirt and overalls with bare feet, was Paul; his languid eyes were stretched wide in surprise at seeing his three friends standing on his doorstep, glittering with pleasure as his lips quirked up into a wide smile. Shit, he's so cute.. John almost sighed out loud with some type of lovesick air that would make even George and Ringo cringe. Even after almost two months, Paul could still send his heart racing. He hated it, but relished it at the same time. I missed him so much.

"Surprise!" George beamed, holding out a vaguely rectangular-shaped thing - abhorrently wrapped in old newspaper - in front of his long time friend, who stared down at it with an amused huff, eventually taking it from his hands and inspecting it carefully.

"Present-wrappin' just as bad as last year, eh Geo?" He commented as he stepped aside, gesturing to the hallway inside for them to come in. "Get in, the lot of you."

"Hey! Not my fault me hands aren't so nimble!" George protested as they all squeezed through the doorway; John glanced up and noticed the white paint was diminishing away and some of the wood had been torn off around the edges. Lowering his head, he stared around at the house he had become so familiar with over the weeks. Obviously nothing had changed since he had last seen it, which was back in May. The days had blurred into another and it was already the middle of June. It scared him - the wedding was six months away now. But, he wasn't here to dwell on those facts.. it was seeing Paul again after such a long while. And he knew now that he was willing to run away with him.. it made his heart soar so high he felt as if he could never come down, feeling his stomach lurch with butterflies and his brain to buzz with delight and infatuation.

"Earth to John? Helloooo?" His lover's voice brought him back to reality, and he turned to see him gazing at him with a shy smile, eyes glittering affectionately towards him but with a flash of nervousness. It was so adorable, it was all John could do not to throw himself at him and declare his love for all the world to know.

"Paul," John started, sucking in a breath. Immediately he was pulled into a hug and he breathed in Paul's familiar smell, holding onto him tightly and burying his head into his shoulder with a content sigh.
"Missed you." Paul squeezed him once more before pulling away, only enough so they could look each other in the eyes; John took the initiative and connected their lips, relishing the taste after being deprived of it for weeks. He lifted a hand to cup the younger's cheek, feeling like everything around him was falling away..