A collection of tidbits that are hoarding up space in my mind. Sometimes when I write I have many ideas I can't use in my actual stories so here's where I'll post scenes that I can't resist writing but have no place for. Angsty, smut, funny, romantic, and just plain silly. Anything that's on my mind really but I'll make it worth reading. May range up to a NC-17 rating.

John didn't move for a good minute or two. Then he set down his guitar and stood up. He walked over and sat down on the edge of Paul's bed and cupped the younger boy's face in his hands. "Paulie, listen to me. I'm in love with you. You. You, and no one else. I will never love someone the way I love you. Nor will I love someone to such intensity. I love you. I love you. I love you." Paul smiled. Because it was exactly what he needed to hear to put his brain at ease. "I know....I love you, too."

John finds a box in his attic filled with memories of Paul. Delving into the past, while Paul returns in the present, John struggles with fate--namely, can history take a different course on December 8th, 1980? [McLennon]