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Imagine #1 - George Harrison

"Why do you have the stereo and the television on at the same time, George? It's not very efficient," Mary laughed, standing in front of the television and turning off the machine sitting on top of it. She stood with her back to me, trying to find the off button.

"I don't know, sometimes I like background music." I laughed. "You know, I would ask you to move so that I could see the screen, but this view is rather enjoyable."

"George! Stop staring at my arse!" She hastily exclaimed.

"I just have a beautiful girl, and I'm happy she's mine," I smiled, watching her walk over and plop herself onto the couch next to me. I put my arm over her shoulders, giving her a kiss on the cheek.

"Where's John and Paul and Ringo?" She questioned.

"John is out with that new freakish bird of his, and Paul is in the kitchen. Ringo, I'm not sure." I explained, playing with the tips of her hair.

We sat silently for a few minutes, cuddling on the couch.

"I'm so tired," she complained.

"Being so cute must be tiring," I said, rubbing her shoulder.

"Then you must be exhausted."

"Is that right?" I poked at her ribs, making her giggle.

"George! Stop it!"

"I just love you so much!" I laughed, poking at her again.

"Fuck you!" She exclaimed.

"Happily," I replied, picking her up and carrying her off to my room.

I closed the door behind us and pinned her to the back of it, but instead of just getting it on like normal, I looked down at her for a few seconds.

"What's wrong?" She asked, her grin faltering.

"Nothings wrong, love, I just want to take a second to appreciate how beautiful you are,"

Her cheeks turned red and she smiled brightly, making me smile back. Suddenly I started tickling her, making her laugh uncontrollably.

"Please...please stop...oh, George! Stop it! For goodness sake!" She shouted.

I stopped the tickle fight, watching her collapse with her back on the bed, chest heaving.

"Geo...George, Jesus, thank you, for stopping," she sighed, out of breath.

I laid down next to her, wrapping my arms around her waist and pulling her against me.

"If I say 'I love you,' will you freak out?" I asked.

"What?"

"If I say 'I love you,' would you leave?"

"What?! No! Never!" She exclaimed, making me beam profusely.

"Well I love you, Mary, more than anything," I sighed, feeling the knots in my stomach untangle themselves.

"I love you too, George Harrison, and nothing will change that."

I kissed her neck and held her tighter, making her laugh even more.

"Now are you ready to do what we came in here for?" She asked, adjusting herself to look at me with a cheeky smile.

"Always, babe," I chuckled, positioning myself over her and kissing her sweet lips roughly.