"let's go to micheal's"

Imagine going craft shopping with your tired Beatle. At first he wants absolutely nothing to do with it and swears up and down that you can't make him go. But he ends up going with you, of course, because the thought of being without you for even an hour scares him. 

He drives ("It's the man's job to drive, my love,") but he's someplace between brooding and content and he just stares at the road the entire time, silent, and that's puts you off a little bit. What if he dumps me there? 

He parks the car and helps you out like a gentleman and keeps his arm tight around you as you two walk into the store. Your purse is slung over your shoulder and resting at your hip, and he lays his hand on top of it, nudging you into his side as he walks. He makes silly comments about things he sees, like how the pyramid of yarn balls looks unstable or how funny it is that the wooden statues of people are naked. He seems much happier, almost glad that he came, and little head kisses or hip pats set your mind at ease. 

You're making your rounds, collecting various supplies you need, when your man suddenly gasps. 

"Oh my lord, Y/N, look at all those flowers." 

You turn your head and look in his direction and smile, "Yeah, aren't they beautiful?" You turn your attention back to the paint you were examining when he nudges you, tugging at your sleeve like a little kid. 

"Can we go look?" 

You look over you shoulder at him and he's red faced, almost pouting, and you sigh. "Christ, I think you need a nap. You're so damn cranky baby." You let out a small laugh when you take his hand, he pulls you into his arms and awkwardly walks with you over to the flowers. 

"Just take me to the flowers. I'll fight ye when I get some rest." He pulls you over to bunches of pink and orange cloth blossoms, holding one in his hand and running his thumb over it. "I want these at our wedding." 

You coo out his name softly and kiss his cheek, resting your head on his shoulder. "We're gonna get real flowers for our wedding, baby." 

Calling your Beatle "baby" always seemed to have a good effect on him; He smiled brightly and wrapped his arms around you, holding you against his chest. "Both." 

"What?"

"I want both." He kisses your head. "I deserve some damn flowers." 

Agreeing, you rub his back in slow circles. "Let me buy you some flowers." 

hello it's me lmao life has been rough lately not gonna lie but it's not like bad things have happened to me, my mind is just in a bad place right now and it's kinda hard to deal with.  i love not being at school but i'm so fffing bored. no one invited me to any parties during the holidays (or even talked to me lmao) so i've just been really lonely but it's okay. i know there's so much more in the world that what's in my currently shitty life but in the meantime it sucks. i'm just lonely wherever i go and part of me is scared that i'll always be alone. anyway i hope you enjoyed this shitty imagine lol 

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