The Beatles preferences and Imagines

Envy

"I swear you just Envy her, George." John chimes in to the y'all that the boys were having about how George feels about you, although he was right there.
"Shut up" George says rolling his eyes as the boys just laugh.
In a way he did envy you. He envies everything about you. How sweet you are, and how beautiful, but how favorite thing about you is the way that you always manage to make him smile or laugh in a way. Something about you was... different. He's seen and met millions of people but their was no one like you.

"George, you clearly have a crush on her why don't you just ask her out? I can teach you a few things you know?" Paul says lighting up a cigarette.
"I can't! I mean you guys know how she is. She's too.. perfect for me." George fights back.
They all nod their head thinking of you and how pretty you are.
"You're a Beatle, George what girl wouldn't want you?" Paul responds.
"I could be the president of the United States and I still would feel nothing compared to her." George sighs.
"Awh who you talking about Georgie?" You chime in.
All the boys heads turn towards you and Paul turns to George giving him the eyes. The eyes as In "you're fucked."
Ringo starts to giggle then John shouts,
"Y/n, it's you!" And they all start laughing their asses off.
Your cheeks went to a shade of pink while George was sitting there with an even darker shade on his cheeks and puppy dog eyes. You could tell he was hella embarrassed.

"Why do you think that George? You're very handsome and any girl would be lucky to have you" you tell him.
"Especially me" then you kiss his soft lips and he kisses back.
All the boys look over at you guys shocked as ever.
"I envy you" George says with eyes that sparkles.
You brush his cheek with a kiss and ask him to come with you to get coffee which he happily obliged too.