A/N: i hope y'all enjoyed Savage!Jorj as much as i did

Lol, i know you did, i can read your minds (and your comments)

And i am soooooo sorry it took so long, pls forgive me

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"Babe, I'm sorry okay!" George said, trying to take ahold of Ritchie's hand. He jerked it away.

"You embarrassed me, Gear! I'm never gonna live down the fact you told my stepdad to fuck off while you were still inside me!" Richard fumed, very embarrassed and wrapping his naked body in a sheet. George hung his head and ran a hand through his hair.

"Ritch, I wasn't thinking. I overreacted, I was just pissed that we were interrupted. I don't expect you to forgive me, but I don't want this to be the end of us, Ritchie." George said solemnly. Richard's scowl softened considerably and he stepped up to him.

"I forgive you, but you gotta promise me it won't happen again."

"I promise, I'm so sorry." George hugged him tight to his chest and stroked the back of his head. He mumbled "sorry" over and over as he swayed with Ritchie in his arms. Richard wrapped his arms around George's slender midriff and allowed him to rock gently.

Though his mind was on something else,

Paul's gonna punish me for this.

"Let's go back to sleep, George." He pulled away and held George's hand, leading him to the bed. They settled back into the unmade bed.

"I love you so much, Ritchie." He said quietly, as if he only wanted Richard to hear him, while his lover nuzzled his face into his shoulder.

"Love you too."

---The next morning---

Paul and Elsie sat in a homey cafe, eating a late breakfast.

"Hey Paulie." Elsie started.

"Yes love?"

"I forgot to ask, I don't remember seeing any of your relatives. Why's that?" She questioned, genuinely curious. Paul swallowed hard and quickly strung his lie together.

"Uhm, me close relatives live in America. I-I guess they couldn't make it."

Smooth, Paul. Real fuckin smooth.

"Oh, okay. I get it." Elsie decided to drop it, seeing as the mention of his kin made him uneasy. Paul shoved that thought out of his head and took Elsie's hand in his, trying to lighten the mood.

"My relatives aside, I was thinking about our honeymoon." He began, using his free hand to fish around in his pocket. "Now, I don't know about you, but I've always wanted to visit Paris." Paul held up two plane tickets and Elsie gasped.

"Really?! Oh my, Paul, you didn't have too!" She wrapped her arms around Paul's neck and peppered his cheeks with kisses.

"I knew you'd love it." He chuckled.

"I have to tell Ritchie the news!" Elsie quickly pulled out her phone and went to text her son. Paul remembered what he promised himself last night and made a mental note to ask his pet a special favor.
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A/N: sorry if this chapter was crap

Accept this picture i took of bathroom graffiti as an apology

-Maggs :^)