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How they calm you down when you're very stressed/having a breakdown 💜

thanks so much to @betchq who requested this one! hope you enjoy :) 💕

(these ended up wayyy too long.. whoops :P)

Paul:

it's all too much- you can't take it anymore

one minute you're sitting on the bed venting to Paul about work and family troubles- frustrated, but not devastated- and suddenly you've spiraled again

you're practically hyperventilating, gripping the duvet so hard your knuckles turn white, sobbing about how unfair the world is and how you'll never truly be happy

"Woah, woah, what's this all about darling?" he interjects tenderly, a gentle finger lifting your chin up to look at him, briefly breaking you from the hope-devouring clutches of your panicked mind

"It's -*hic*- just too m-much to handle Paul, I -*hic*- c-cant do it anymore," you manage to squeak out between sobs, your voice wavering and your lip quivering

Paul gazes into your tear-filled eyes, scanning them with his own in an attempt to gain understanding, a deeply concerned expression on his face

he places a firm, loving hand on each of your shoulders, eyes still locked on yours

"Listen to me, my love- nothing, and I mean nothing, is so wrong or bad that you can't take it on, or that this world would be better off without you. I know things are difficult for ye right now and it's completely understandable that you're overwhelmed- but you will get through this. And I will stay glued to your side every step of the way"

you inhale shakily, the cascade of tears that once flowed down your cheeks slowing to a halt as Paul continues his pep talk:

"Regardless of how daunting and scary it seems and no matter what it takes, you are going to be okay- more than okay, you are going to get through this and emerge from it even better off and happier than ever before. Ye hear me?" he says sincerely- his gaze stern, piercing, and comforting all at the same time

you nod slowly, eyes glimmering with residual tears, and sniffle once more

"You are the strongest, most capable, and most resilient person I know. I don't ever want you to feel that the days are becoming too heavy for you to handle. And if you do you know you can always, always come to me, no matter how insignificant you think your struggles are- they're not. I don't care if I'm 'busy,' nothing ever takes priority over you and your wellbeing, Y/N. I mean that."

you smile up at him with appreciation as he wipes your cheeks with his thumbs

"T-Thank you, Paul. It all just gets so overwhelming.. I don't know what I'd do without you"

"It's no trouble at all love, that's me job"- he gives you a small smile and pulls you in for a long, gentle hug

"I adore you Y/N, you are my whole world. Promise you'll come to me if you ever feel this way again?"

you nuzzle into Paul's chest: "I promise"

"That's my (girl/boy/love). I love you more than anything in this world- don't you ever forget that" ♡

John:

you don't even hear the front door open and shut, the sound drowned out by your sobs combined with the melancholy tunes coming from the record player on your dresser

"Y/N, I'm home!" John calls out, kicking off his shoes and coming to find you

he searches for you on the couch, at the dining room table, and then in the kitchen- but you're nowhere to be found

That's strange, he thinks, Y/N's almost always sat on the couch waiting for me when I come home...

"Where's my sweet birdie?~" he tries, striding briskly down the hallway to your shared bedroom, still in pursuit of his partner

John raps his knuckles against the wooden door and waits a few moments for a response

when he doesn't get one he turns the doorknob and pushes his way in, panic flooding his mind and senses

nothing could have prepared John for what he sees- the love of his life curled up fetal-style in bed, clutching the blanket for dear life, cheeks glistening with tears and features screwed up into an agonized expression

he rushes to your side immediately, placing a firm hand on your shoulder and shaking you softly to alert you of his presence

he spooks you and you startle, eyes snapping open in shock

"Are you alright, love? What happened- did somebody hurt you?? If someone upset ye I swear I'll make 'em rue the day they were born-" he seethes, interrupted only by you sitting up against the pillows and taking his hand in yours:

"J-John, calm down, I'm fine.."

"Did.. did I do something? Was it me? Tell me what I did wrong Y/N, whatever it is I'll fix it I promi-"

"No John, you've done everything right," you sigh

"It's j-just.." you trail off, unable to meet his gaze

he waits for a moment before encouraging you with a "Go on darling, you can tell me anything"

you take a deep, shaky breath before continuing- "Everything is so overwhelming and heavy.. just living feels like too much some days. I don't know what to do John, I'm downright miserable!!" you exclaim, your eyes once again welling up with tears

"..Oh sweetheart, come here" he opens his strong arms, pulling you in for an emotionally charged hug

John isn't the greatest at discussing feelings, so he offers comforting words instead

"Shh, everything's alright... I'm here, Johnny's got ye" he soothes, stroking your hair as you quiver in his arms, your body wracked with sobs

"I-It's just one of those days where I don't know how I'll ever b-be -*hic*- happy" you croak out, clutching his body close to yours

John draws in a deep breath before responding: "I understand how you feel- I've had plenty of those days meself," he confides in you

"But we can't let them stop us from living. Sometimes your perspective gets all screwed up and ye can't see through the bullshit your mind hurls at you,

"But one bad day is still just twenty-four hours, ye know? It helps me to think about that- that this too shall pass," he reassures you candidly, rubbing gentle circles into your back

"I know it seems impossible right now, but you'll- we'll," he corrects, "get everything sorted- including that pretty little 'ead of yours- and you'll feel like yourself again sooner than you know. Got that?" he asks

you simply nod, beginning to calm down but unable to speak just yet, and nuzzle further into John

he squeezes you tightly: "Y/N- ye know I know what it feels like to be stressed and depressed, and I just.." you hear John start to choke up and feel him tremble as he begins to cry, himself

"-ah don't ever want ye to feel hopeless like I 'ave, you know I'd take it all away in an instant if I could" he says, trying and failing to mask the wavering of his voice

"Even if it meant I'd have to take it all on meself instead, I can handle it- I'd do anything for you Y/N, I've never loved anyone or anything like I do you and it hurts me to see you in such pain"

John's voice breaks at the end of his monologue and you hear him sniffle

with that, you finally speak up: "Oh John, I'll be okay- I promise. Thank you for changing my perspective, it's just so difficult to pull yourself out of despair sometimes.. some days are just so.. heavy" you say, pulling back and looking up at him; "I didn't mean to make you cry too"

you dry your face with your sleeve and John takes your hands in his

"Y/N you know I understand completely, and I want ye to come right to me when the days get too overwhelming- I'll be sure to set your perspective straight. Don't you ever worry about making me upset or anythin' of the like, okay love?"

you nod- "And besides, I ain't crying" John says somewhat defensively and shifts his gaze away from you, still clutching your hands in his larger ones

you chuckle softly and roll your eyes at him- "Whatever you say Johnny.. you can't fool me, I know you're a softie" you tease, booping him gently on the nose

he pulls one hand back from yours, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly- "Yeah, yeah, that's enough" John says, expression hardening as he tries to disguise the grin making its way across his face

you place a hand on his cheek and turn his face to look at you

"Thank you, John. I feel so much lighter now"

"Ahh, don't mention it darling. Anytime at all- you mean the world to me. I love you, Y/N."

"I love you too, John." ♡

George:

to your boyfriend George, it's a day like any other

he walks down the hallway to your shared bedroom, fizzy drink in hand, intent on watching some cartoons in bed with you

he knocks and upon hearing your, "Come in!" enters the room with an "'Ello, gorgeous!"

"Room for one more? I was thinking we could have a cartoon marathon this evening- what do ye think?" he proposes, approaching you and taking a sip of his drink

you hesitate a moment before answering: "Yeah, that's fine Geo" you say flatly, punctuated with a quiet sniffle

"...Are you feeling alright, dear? What's got you down?"

George sets his glass on the nightstand and sits beside you in bed

"Nothing's the matter babe, I'm okay" you mutter unconvincingly, avoiding eye contact

George studies your face, just now noticing the red and puffy appearance of your eyes

"Have you been crying..?" he asks gingerly and places a gentle hand on your cheek

you finally turn to look at him, sighing: "...yes but before you freak out, it's really nothing- just one of those days, you know?" you offer George a weak smile, downplaying your stress

"Y/N." he begins sternly, "I can tell when something's wrong. Do you want to tell me about it, doll?"

"I would, but there really isn't much to talk about... it's just life, I guess. Nothing specific" you shrug

"It's not 'just' anything- if it matters to you, it matters just as much to me," George reassures you sweetly

"Thank you Geo, but I don't know what to tell you. I just feel...tense and pessimistic, you know?"

George nods in understanding: "Really just that sort of day then, eh? That's the worst- ye can't target anything to fix it," he sympathizes and you nod in agreement

"Tell you what- I don't care if it takes all night, I'm gonna do whatever it is I can to make you feel comfortable and calm, all right? Starting with getting some food in ya- I know that always makes me feel better" he grins

you offer him a half-hearted smile, as much as you can muster in your state

"Of course it does, George" you chuckle, "that sounds lovely"

George disappears down the hall and returns just moments later kicking the door open, arms full of snacks and sweets (including jelly babies)

your face lights up at the sight of him

he unloads everything, opening his arms and dumping it all on the bed for you to choose whichever item you please

"Thank you, Geo" you giggle and grab one of the bags of crisps, opening it and promptly reaching in for a handful to munch on

"Anything else I can get you, darling? Anything at all?"

"Hmm.. no, I don't think so-" you start, but George cuts you off before you can finish your sentence

"Oh I know! You need a nice, warm cuppa- that'll be sure to soothe you. Be right back, love" he says and with that, he's out the door once more

you wait patiently in bed for a few minutes and graze on the treats George had brought you until he reappears, a ceramic mug in one hand and a box of tissues in the other

"Here you are dear," he says, handing the mug to you and placing the tissues on your nightstand- "I thought you might need these"

"You really didn't have to do all this, my love- thank you. It really warms my heart" you tell him earnestly, "I already feel so much better"

George beams at you: "Of course gorgeous, it's no trouble at all. Is there anything else I can do for you?"

"Hmm..." you contemplate his question for a moment before responding- "Just one more thing, I think"

"What is it, Y/N? Anything at all, just say the word"

"Get over here and cuddle me!"- you lift the blanket and invite him to lay with you

"I thought you'd never ask" George says cheekily and hops into bed, pulling you close to his chest to spoon you

(and reaching over you to grab an overflowing handful of crisps, shoveling them into his mouth)

you can't help but laugh and snuggle into George, your worries forgotten

"Thank you, Geo. You're the best"

"What kind of boyfriend would I be if I didn't look after my (girl/boy/love)? And besides, it's no inconvenience at all- don't you worry. I love you, Y/N"

"And I love you, George" ♡

Ringo:

Ringo has always made you feel safe, heard, and loved, and he's assured you that you can confide in him whenever you need to

he's made it a point to tell you to come to him whenever you need him, and that he'll drop everything to help you in any way he can

on one particular evening, nothing seems to be going right for you

you're beyond stressed and overwhelmed, and you can't help but break down from the pressure and weight of the world

at first when you step out into the living room, face red and tear-streaked, Ringo is oblivious

he carries on watching the television, gaze locked onto the technicolor screen

"Ritchie..?" you say meekly; "What is it, my love?" he calls out, eyes still fixed on the telly

upon seeing how invested he is in the program, you suddenly feel like a burden despite what he's told you numerous times before about coming to him when you're upset

"Umm.. nevermind" you squeak out, about to turn and drag yourself back to the bedroom when Ringo finally whips his head around to face you

his wide eyes take in your pathetic, hunched frame- hair tousled, eyes puffy and blanket pulled tight around you

"Oh my- sweetheart, are you okay? What's wrong?" he scrambles up off of the sofa and rushes over to you, panic evident in his expression

he places his hands on your shoulders and looks you over, eyes searching yours for answers

"Yeah, I'm okay" you sniffle, "but.. remember all those times you told me I should come to you if I'm ever stressed out?"

"Of course I do love, what's got you so stressed?" he inquires delicately, rubbing your shoulders

"Life, existence, everything!" you confess, exhausted

"Oh honey, everything's alright- I promise! Come here" Ringo beckons you closer and smothers you in one of his renowned bear hugs

you begin to sob quietly into his shirt

"I'm sorry, I don't know what's come over me today, I don't want to burden you-"

"Love, don't you ever worry about being overbearing or burdening me- I am always ready and willing to help you, please understand that. Managing your stress is so important and I'm thankful that ye came to me. That's what I'm here for" he reassures you as he holds you close to him

you sniffle and tremble, your tears soaking through his cotton t-shirt

"Shh, everything's going to be fine. It's okay to cry" Ringo soothes

"It's just a bad day. It doesn't mean that everything is falling apart, I promise. I'm right here. We've got this, together- you and I could take on the whole world if we had to!"

you pull back from his embrace and gaze into his eyes; "Really?"

"Of course we could, baby! Now let's get you to bed, how about that?"

you nod and Ringo lifts you up, carrying you bridal style to your shared room and setting you down gently on the bed

he swaddles you in a blanket burrito and proceeds to kiss your tears away, peppering your face with little smooches that make your heart flutter and your mind go blank

"Ritchie!!" you exclaim, giggling

"What? Kisses are the best medicine"- you agree, as long as they're his at least

once he's finished administering your treatment, he asks: "What else can I fetch ye, cutie? Anything?"

"You!"

"Why, of course!" Ringo's grin widens, lighting up his face as he pulls you close to him in bed

you rest your head on his chest and close your eyes, the dull thud of his heartbeat lulling you into a serene state of mind

for the remainder of the night Ringo refuses to leave your side, even when you drift off into peaceful slumber at last

"I love you, Y/N" he mumbles, the last thought occupying his mind before he too dozes off to sleep ♡

How they act when they're sick + how you take care of them 💊

(huge thanks to @pmak2002 for requesting this one!! 💗)

Paul:

when he's fallen ill, Paul becomes even more of a drama queen than he already is

following a bad coughing fit, he'll croak out: "I'm so weak.. Y/N, I'm dying!! I'm too young and pretty to die! T^T" he exclaims, throwing his head back and shutting one eye- the other remaining open just so he can gauge your reaction to his hysterics

you shake your head and giggle at Paul, reassuring him: "You aren't dying, dear- you simply have a bad cold. I'll take wonderful care of you, don't worry- you're in good hands," you tell him, kissing him gently on the cheek

he chuckles softly and looks up at you with wide, glassy eyes: "You really are the sweetest- you know that, right lovey?"

he'll beg you to join him in bed: "Come lay with me darling, it'll be so lovely"

"Ohh I know it would, I just don't want to get sick"

Paul pouts in response and huffs, "You'll be sorry when you aren't here for my FINAL BREATH!!" he dramatizes, feigning distress

you roll your eyes- "You're such a princess, Paulie"

he shoots you a look- "Yeah, yeah- but I'm your princess" <3

John:

whenever John is feeling under the weather, he always tries to deny it as best he can

he plays his illness down and tries to do everything for himself, refusing to rest or show vulnerability in your presence

you rise from the couch and wander into the kitchen in pursuit of a snack for you and John only to find him stood in front of the stove, focused intently on the steaming kettle and two ceramic mugs before him

"John, what are you doing up??" you ask, incredulous- "You need bedrest!!"

"Relax love, I'm fine- don't ye worry yer pretty little head about me," he says, nose clearly stuffy and voice even more nasally than usual

"....John." you warn, quirking an eyebrow and giving him a stern look

John removes the kettle from the stove, pouring each of you a steaming cup of earl grey tea and taking his own into his hands

"What? I'm not even-" he begins, interrupting himself with a violent coughing fit

"...come on, let's get you to bed," you sigh, grabbing your own mug and guiding him to your shared bedroom for some much needed respite

George:

when George has caught a cold he accepts your TLC, but downplays the severity of his condition for your sake

he mainly uses it as an excuse to sleep even more than usual (if that's humanly possible)

you often check up on him even if he's out cold, your expression softening and your heart melting when you see his serene face

'I wonder what he's dreaming about,' you muse- and with that thought George shifts positions, mumbling quietly in his sleep: "Y/N..."

you smile to yourself and begin to tear up, knowing he's dreaming of you ♡

George also tends to take advantage of your care when he's sick, requesting that nearly all the food in the pantry be brought to his bedside

"George... you know I want to do anything in my power to help you heal, but that'll be your fifth bowl of noodles in the past two hours.."

"But babe- 'aven't you ever 'eard the expression, 'feed a cold, starve a fever'?" he tries with a lopsided, wolf-toothed grin

you sigh, unable to refuse him, and fetch him another helping

"Thank you doll, you're so good to me- i won't forget it, ye know"

Ringo:

Ringo- your sweet, loving boyfriend- tends to act very needy when he's ill

he runs a fever and suddenly he's back in primary school, being kept home on a sick day:

he kindly requests for you to put cartoons on the television and a colorful box of tissues on his bedside table

you comply with his wishes of course- even tucking him in, brushing his fringe to the side and giving him a gentle peck on the forehead

he looks up at you, beaming, and blows a kiss back- taking care not to afflict you with the illness as well

he constantly has to ask you to bring more lozenges to the bedroom, as he's already inhaled every one like they're hard candies

"Y/N, would you be a dear and fetch me another bowl of soup?"

"Sure lovey, coming right u-"

"Ohh, oh! And some ice cream? Pretty please?" Ringo implores, gazing up at you from bed with his big, blue puppy dog eyes

your heart melts and you give him a soft smile, replying with an "Of course, Ritchie- anything for you"

"Thank you Y/N, you truly are the best" ♡

What they wear to bed 💤

Paul:

most nights Paul sleeps nearly nude, usually curling up next to you in bed donning only a pair of not-so-modest boxers or briefs that leave little to the imagination

if he's feeling adventurous that evening, he'll add a well-fitted cotton t-shirt on top

during the winter, despite the chills, he typically still wears boxers to bed-

the only difference being that his t-shirt is swapped for a long-sleeved flannel or soft, thin button-up

John:

John's nighttime wardrobe is always quite simple, as he usually just throws on a pair of long, patterned pants

his favorites are the pairs with vertical stripes

however, you bought him a pair of paisley patterned pajama bottoms for Christmas one year, and they have since become his new favorite pair

if he does wear a shirt to bed, it's a muscle shirt/tank top which perfectly displays his strong arms and nice physique

on particularly warm summer evenings, John is even known to sleep nude ;)

George:

George's sleepwear is typically simple and modest

he prefers to wear soft fleece pants that often brush against you and caress the bare skin of your legs when he spoons you

most evenings he'll also wear a simple thin, long sleeved shirt in a solid color

on hot summer nights George will forgo his shirt and keep only the soft pants, his bare chest pressed flush against your back as you both drift off to sleep

Ringo:

of all four lads, Ringo has the most consideration and flair when it comes to his nighttime wardrobe

there are two different styles he frequents when it comes to sleepwear:

the first is pajama sets with matching tops and bottoms- most often with a fun pattern such as stripes, colorful squares, and even polka dots if he's feeling extra eccentric

you've gifted him plenty of sets for his birthday and during the holidays

the second style of sleepwear Ringo frequents is robes of all colors

on warmer nights or when he's showered just before bed, Ringo will often sleep in one of his robes- and only that ;)

Their favorite places to kiss you 💋

⚠️⚠️⚠️ SLIGHT NSFW ⚠️⚠️⚠️

Paul:

lips

you often catch Paul longingly staring at your lips as you speak

when you've finished, it's always: "That's lovely, darling," followed immediately by Paul capturing your lips in a sweet, passionate kiss

his impatience gets to him on occasion, however

sometimes when you're on an especially lengthy ramble, he'll cut you off with a quick peck on the lips

"Pardon the interruption, love- I just couldn't help meself ;)"

inner thighs

Paul's other favorite place to kiss you is your inner thighs

there's something about the softness and sensitivity of the skin there that's so alluring to him

in the bedroom, he'll begin to kiss all the way down your body..

he'll place feather-soft kisses all over you, taking extra care to go painfully slow, the ache between your legs becoming harder to ignore

once he finally reaches his destination he takes his time placing sweet, sensual kisses on each of your thighs, making a point of looking up at you from between them

"Paul, stop teasing!" you whine, exasperated, as your fingers tug at his soft hair

"Someone's a little impatient, hm...? Alright darling, I'll quit torturing ye," he chuckles, finally giving you what you've begged for ;)

John:

top of your head

being that he's quite a bit taller than you, one of John's favorite places to kiss you is the top of your head

aside from being one of the easiest, he likes to make you feel protected and loved

it reminds him of how delicate you are compared to him (as well as reminding him of his own height and strength, which is another motivator) and brings out the protector instinct in him

John will walk over to you when you're sat at your desk or making tea in the kitchen and place a gentle kiss on the top of your head, usually followed by him ruffling your hair affectionately

neck

John's other favorite spot to place kisses (and love bites) is your neck

he'll often communicate to you that he's 'in the mood' by turning to face you in bed, pulling you close and kissing your neck as he mumbles sweet nothings into your ear

he adores seeing his marks on your skin, so those kisses almost always come with a hickey or two

occasionally John will end up sucking too harshly on your delicate skin, his teeth painfully grazing your neck

"Ah- oww John, that hurts!"

"Sorry love, I got carried away. Yer just too irresistible, 's hard to help meself~"

George:

forehead

when George is around you, there's never a shortage of forehead kisses

whenever he notices that you're fixated on something or looking stressed, he'll stride over to where you're sat and give you a soft peck on the forehead

"What's got you so distracted, doll?" he'll ask tenderly

if you decide you want to talk about it with him he'll sit and listen intently, offering "hm"s and "ahh"s of understanding as he rubs gentle circles on your back or shoulder

tummy

George adores your tummy- so much that he makes sure to place a kiss on the soft skin there every time he gets the chance

if you're wearing a crop top, changing for bed, or even if you stretch and your shirt rides up- George is always there to remind you of his love and appreciation for your body with a quick kiss on your stomach

he chuckles and grins, shaking his head when you tug your shirt down to cover yourself

"No need to be embarrassed babe- your stomach is gorgeous, as is the rest of ye"

Ringo:

nose tip

Ringo finds it absolutely adorable when you get overly excited about something

he loves it when you ramble on passionately about something you really like, words flying from your lips at a mile a minute

after raving for some time about your new obsession you become self-conscious, blurting out a "Shit, have I really been talking this whole time?? Oh don't listen to me Ritchie, I'm sorry, I keep going on and on, I'm just exc-"

"Relax, sweetheart," he soothes with a quick peck on the tip of your nose, "I could listen to you ramble for eternity"

cheeks

often when you're visibly feeling down, Ringo will approach you with an, "Is everything all right, lovey? What's the matter?"

if you aren't feeling up to talking about it, he doesn't push

"Hmm.. I know what'll cheer you up," he says with a kind-hearted yet mischievous grin

"Oh..? Wh-" you begin but don't even have time to respond before Ringo is on you, peppering your cheeks (and the rest of your face) with soft kisses that make you squirm and giggle

"Ahh! Haha- Ritchie!! It tick--ahAHA-les!!" you manage to squeak out between laughs

by the time he's done you've forgotten what you were ruminating about, and Ringo's mission is accomplished

Which Beatle is jealous of you two❣

Paul:

George

seeing you and Paul being such lovebirds with one another ignites a fire of jealousy in George like nothing else can

he adores everything about you- from your hair, to your sparkling eyes, your style of dress..

the only problem is, being The Quiet Beatle™, he's never able to work up the nerve to say it to your face

to make matters worse, Paul is (arguably) the most attractive of the lads

while George knows he's handsome, it's in a more rugged sort of fashion- he isn't really the clean-looking, "pretty boy" type like Paul

John:

Ringo

John is suave, flirtatious, tall and dominant- everything Ringo secretly longs to be

don't get me wrong- he enjoys being his happy-go-lucky, silly, sensitive self

however, he can't help but feel a bit insecure when he sees how John charms and seduces you with such ease:

snaking a strong arm around your waist, whispering something dirty in your ear that makes you blush and swat him playfully on the arm...

if he could be a little more like that and a little less, well.. Ringo, he thinks, perhaps he'd be able to win you over

George:

John

when John sees George with you, he can't help but think that George is a better version of him

he's incredibly handsome, charming, and somehow dominant without seeming aggressive or going too far

John curses himself that he can't be as laid back as George

he wishes he was able to disguise his emotions, keep his cool, and hold his tongue (when it's appropriate) like George can

maybe then he'd have a chance with you, he muses

Ringo:

Paul

every time Paul catches a glimpse of you and Ringo together, all teasing and giggles, his ego deflates a tad and he can't help but feel jealous

'I mean,' he thinks, 'I'm just as charming as him- and better looking.. and taller, too!'

he's used to being able to have anyone he wants, being Paul McCharmly himself ;)

it doesn't make sense to Paul that you'd choose Ringo over him, but he'll just have to get over it

..and himself

Which Beatle "joins in"/threesome 🔥

⚠️⚠️⚠️NSFW!! (obviously)⚠️⚠️⚠️

Paul:

Ringo

at first, when you let it slip that it's one of your fantasies to be shared by two men, Paul is slightly offended

"You want.. what?? Am I not enough for you?" he asks, ego wounded

but as you explain your desires and he warms up to the idea, his first thought is to invite Ringo into the mix- he's noticed his gaze wandering to your body one too many times when he thinks Paul isn't looking

Ringo, of course, jumps at the opportunity as he (and let's be honest, the other lads too) has always found you quite attractive

after a few shots (for confidence) the three of you share a magical evening ending with you showered in kisses, affection, and praise... and cum

John:

Paul

when John discovers your "double fantasy" (please tell me y'all get that), anger boils up inside of him- after all, he is certainly the jealous type

"You- what?? What the bloody hell is that about Y/N, 's there somethin' wrong with me?? Oh I get it, ye think I'm not good enough for you, yeah? Fine, I see how it is," he shouts, storming off and slamming the door shut behind him

however, once he apologizes and cools down enough to revisit the subject (with some reassuring words from you), he's open to the idea...

he even ends up admitting that he's pictured sharing you with Paul- you on your hands and knees, taking each of them in either end

one drunk night, he lets your shared fantasy slip in front of Paul.. and let's just say you end the night more than satisfied

George:

John

when you finally open up to George about your fantasy he goes quiet and introspective, and tells you he'll need a short while to think about it

on one hand, though he doesn't often show it outwardly, he can get quite insecure

but on the other, he knows he shouldn't let his ego get in the way of your pleasure- after all, he's glad you're comfortable enough to share even your most.. questionable desires with him

after mulling it over (and asking your consent of course), he proposes the idea to John over a smoke

John, being... John is obviously down for it, and it turns out to be everything you'd imagined and more

Ringo:

George

until now, Ringo had been completely oblivious to your desire to be shared by two men- after all, you hadn't uttered so much as a word about it to him

but one night, after a particularly high-energy performance onstage, you and Ringo decide to celebrate with drinks and a night of passion in the bedroom

however, due to the inebriated state of the both of you, that bedroom turns out to be George's

at first, when he opens his door to the sight of you two doing it, he's clearly shocked

"What are you two doing in me room...?" he asks, stunned

"Wha- Geo..?" Ringo slurs, the realization hitting him: "Oh God, I'm so sorr-"

"..Mind if I join?" George asks casually, having had a few drinks himself this evening

you and Ringo exchange looks, and after a very pregnant pause, he speaks up

"I don't see why not.. That is, if Y/N's alright with it"

a shameless smirk appears on his face as he glances at you for approval, which you (a little too) enthusiastically give

Pet names they like you to call them 💗

Paul:

dear

handsome

Paulie

John:

daddy ;)

babe

Johnny

George:

babe

my love

Geo

Ringo:

lovey

my dear

Ritchie

Pet names they call you 💕

Paul:

darling, honey, lovey

honorable mention: (my) beauty ♡

John:

birdie, love, babygirl

honorable mention: hot stuff ;)

George:

dear, gorgeous, babe

honorable mention: doll~

Ringo:

sweetheart, my love, baby

honorable mention: cutie ☆

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