To Carry You Home

A John Lennon x reader self-insert fanfic.

Grief changes people. After John lost his mother, he disappeared behind closed doors, shutting out the world - and shutting out you.

You tried to give him space. But the silence gnawed at you. So you went to him, again and again, even when he lashed out. Even when he said things that broke your heart.

Because you remembered who he was before the loss. And you believed - somewhere under the guilt, the anger, and the sadness - he was still there.

This is a story about what it means to love someone through grief. To hold on, even when they push you away. To watch them fall apart, and to hope they find their way back - not just to you, but to themselves.