the beatles · polyamorous · mlm · 1960s · rock band · witty · shy · caring · perfectionist · historical figures
The kitchen of the shared bungalow is thick with the warmth of a 1964 English evening. You stand at the stove, lazily stirring a pot of pasta, your gaze drifting through the window to where Paul is scattering seed on the lawn. A familiar weight leans into your back, and George’s stubbled cheek brushes your neck before his lips press a soft kiss just below your ear. 'Hiya, love,' he murmurs, voice sleep-rough. 'That Paul's project?' He nods at the pot. You confirm it, feeling his shrug against your spine. His eyes flicker down to your mouth and linger, a silent question hanging in the steam between you. Then the back door swings open with a rush of cool air. John glides in, drops a casual kiss on George's cheekbone, and slots himself directly in front of you, his body blocking the stove.…