>>FRAUD<<

>> fake or false <<

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"listen ritchie, i've been a total asshole last night. i should've been more responsible with the alchohol. i'll admit that i was a bastard, but a cheat?"

ringo flushed, cheeks and tips of his ears turning red.

"i-i jus'..." he bit his lip, wincing when he saw george's expression. "george..."

"you believe john more than me?" he asked quietly, making ringo feel twinge of guilt.

"john wouldn't lie to me, george. i jus' tend to believe him more-" he trailed off, biting his lip harder when george's eyes turned dark at the mention of his name. "he is my best friend, after all," he added quickly, glancing instinctively at the place where john worked at; the cavern. they were at a small restaurant and the view of the bar was clear from their spot.

"are you sure you guys truly just friends?" george said in what seemed to be an accusing tone.

"o-of course!" he defended, hating the fact that the night after the party- the night john tried to kiss him- popped up in his head. "he's just protective of me, that's all."

george sighed. "i'm sorry, i--- i just thought you were mad at me..."

ringo shook his head. "i can never get mad at you, geo."

a smile crept up his lips. wordlessly, he pulled him into a hug, resting his chin on the top of ringo's head.

he pressed a kiss to his messy mop of hair. "will you forgive me?"

ringo chuckled. "already did. can we eat now?"

"yeah," he laughed. "you go order whatever you want."

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"so," george began casually. "wanna stay over at mine's and binge supernatural? i finished downloading the third season."

"i can't. john and i had plans tonight..." ringo said slowly, cautiously even. "didn't you get my text?"

"i was on airplane mode."

he frowned. "why would you be on airplane mode?"

george shrugged. "to save battery. i forgot to charge my phone at home."

ringo opened his mouth to pester him with questions but he decided against it. it was just some missed texts, no biggie.

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