>> HANDSOME<<

>> pleasing in form or appearance, especially having strong or distinguished features<<

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btw sorry if it isn't centered i'm currently writing this on the computer and i literally don't know how to even

but this chapter's pretty good if i say so myself

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"can you feeeel the love toniiight?"

"john. no."

"the peace the evening briiiings~"

ringo ignored the fact that john's voice sounded like an absolute angel from heaven and tried reaching out for his vibrating phone.

"caaan you feeel the perfect harmony?'

"no, i can't." he huffed, trying to wriggle out of john's tight grasp on him. "come on john! let me answer my phone!"

john pouted. "sing with me, ritchie!"

he clawed for his phone, groaning when it was a millimeter from his grasp and he couldn't even reach it. "hakuna matata."

without thinking, john blurted out the first thing that popped in his head.

"i'll hakuna your tatas."

in those five seconds of complete total silence,john had already made 228 apologies. and one of them was probably "sorry for ruining your childhood". but john really didn't expect ringo bursting out in laughter like ed from the lion king.

"did you jus'---" he covered his mouth in a poor attempt to stop laughing. "i can't even---- hakuna---pfttt hahaha----"

john couldn't help but laugh along with him.

eventually their laughter died out. christ, whenever ringo laughed it was like a chain reaction. their faces were flushed and little left over giggles spilled out of the smaller's lips.

"i---"

"i---"

they laughed again.

"okay," john said, composing himself. "you go first."

ringo grinned. "that was a horrible, horrible pun."

john chuckled. "you love my puns."

he hummed, playing with a loose string of john's sweater.

"not just your puns."

at first john was confused. then realization dawned on him. opening his mouth, he was about to ask what ringo meant by that until a loud beep interrupted him.

"hullo ritchie! johnny!"

"hi mum," ringo greeted with a smile on his face. "we miss you."

"hi baby! oh, i miss you too, both of you. is john there with you?"

"hi mum," john grinned.

"johnny! how that band of yours?"

"we're doing good, el."

"that's great, love. so, anything else you guys need to update me on?"

ringo bit his lip. "well, i have a cat." he took in a breath. "and a boyfriend." he said cautiously.

"..."

ringo gulped. "mum?"

"mrs. starkey?"

"oh i'm so happy for you two! i knew it, oh, i just knew it!"

john furrowed his eyebrows. "knew what, el?'

"ehh? a-aren't you two together?"

ringo groaned. "why do people assume that?"

they heard her huff. "well, richard, for starters you did had a big cru---"

as quick as lightning, ringo pressed the off button on the speaker button.

"so,"john practically purred. "you had a big crush on me."

"key word is had, lennon." ringo shot, refusing to meet his eyes. "b-besides that was two years ago---"

"aha!" he exclaimed. "so you admit it!"

"i-i mean who wouldn't have a crush on you?" ringo said, not noticing that he was fidgeting with his fingers. "you're e-erm..."

john's heart was ready to burst out of his chest.

"yes?"

ringo blushed. "handsome."

johh's smirk turned into a full-blown cheshire grin. "oh, i'm sorry, i didn't quite catch that, ritchie dear."

"i said handsome."he said, raising his face to meet his eyes. his bottom lip was caught between his teeth. "i think you're handsome."

ringo would've picked any other word in the dictionary. yet he chose the heaviest one. and he said "think" not "thought."

and for the first time in his life, john didn't know what to say. and, fuck, he was blushing. blushing. and his heart felt so alive---

"well i think you're pretty darn handsome too, ritch."

subconsciously, ringo tucked a stray strand of hair behind his ear. there was that unmistakeable flicker in his eyes.

"t-thanks...'

"you," john cleared his throat. "you should prolly answer your mum now.." he said with a slight chuckle.

"holy shit!" he panicked, snatching his phone from the table top and pressed speaker. "mum? you still there?'

"still alive, loves."

john felt a twinge of guilt. "sorry el."

she sighed. "ah, it's fine. pretty much worth it hearing you two practically confess your undying love to each other."

"mum!"

"what?" she laughed. "it's true!"

john hated to admit it but elsie was right. he saw something in ringo's blue eyes and he gave john a look he couldn't decipher. and in the corner of his eye, ringo was smiling. it was a different smile. a nice, warm smile that lit up even the coldest, loneliest places.

and, kinda, john was smiling too.

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ended in a lame note but you know me. i'm corny when it comes to these adorable fuckers :3

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