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dedicated to beatlesyo
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how was it up there?

ringo gave john a smile.

it was fine, breathtaking as always. he signed back.

john cocked his head.

you seem... different.

ringo gave him a weird look.

what did you see up there? john pestered.

ringo shrugged, a nervous feeling creeping up in his chest.

just the usual.

john raised an eyebrow. ringo swallowed, pleading that he didn't ask him further.

thankfully, john let it be. ringo watched his friend and further king to be swim away, probably headed to his quarters. still, the tanned boy with cheekbones was still in his mind.

oddly, ringo wanted to see him again. but he knew what sun people felt against his kind. whatever happy feeling he had melted away, sadness replacing it.

maybe... maybe it was better if he stayed under the sea where he belonged.

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