I got up quietly, making sure to not step on my sleeping boyfriend. He looked so peaceful. If I were strong enough, I'd lift him up to the couch.
I walked upstairs to get ready for my day. I brushed my teeth and put on some sweat pants and one of John's shirts that he gave me because I liked it. It was almost 10 years old, having given it to me in 1955. It was from his Teddy Boy days where he'd dress like a "punk" and mess around more often.
When I went down to the kitchen, I was making myself some eggs when I feel an arm go around my waist. It made me jump, having not heard John get up and come toward me.
"John!" I exclaimed, my breathing calming down from it's spike.
"Sorry darling." He said and then kissed my cheek.
"You probably have a hangover from last night." I told him.
"I didn't get drunk last night. I had a reasonable amount, this time. I didn't want to get wasted for what I have planned for you and I today." He then put light and innocent kisses on my shoulder.
"Really? And what's that?" I asked.
"You'll see, don't worry." He then let go of my waist and instead grabbed the pan and spatula out of my hand.
"Hey!" I exclaimed. John walked over to the compost bin and threw out my eggs, turned off the stove and put the pan on a cold element. "I'm hungry!" I tell him.
"Yeah, well, go sit in the living room." He smiled, kissing my forehead.
What was going on? I thought to myself. I give him a look of curiosity as I slowly walk into the living room.
"I'll tell you when to come out!" John called out to me.
"Okay! Don't be long!" I called back.
I sat and twiddled my thumbs as I wondered why John didn't want me to cook and to sit in the living room.
"One more thing, Princess!" John said, coming up to me.
"Yeah?" I ask.
"You should actually go to our room upstairs and shut the door. I'll come and get you when I'm finished." He smiled again.
"Okay..." I tell him, obeying.
What could he be doing? I thought as I laid on our bed, connecting the dots on the ceiling in my mind.
John's POV:
I took out a paper that George had wrote me last night out of my jean pocket. It was a recipe for Y/N's favourite breakfast meal; pancakes. George was a food expert, so I went to him for all the food advice for my special plan. I followed the instructions as read,
INGREDIENTS:
2 cups all purpose | plain flour, (290 g | 10 oz)
1/4 cup granulated sugar or sweetener, (60g | 2 oz)
4 teaspoons baking powder
1/4 teaspoon baking soda
1/2 teaspoon salt
1 3/4 cups milk, (440ml)
1/4 cup butter, (60g | 2 oz)
2 teaspoons pure vanilla extract
1 large egg
Once I got the ingredients, I followed the steps to cook it.
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Back In Time
FanfictionY/N, a young woman from the 21st century, was blessed with a great gift which changed the course of her life. She now has to deal with being two people at once. This is a Beatles (mainly John and George) fan fiction. Book two coming up with more Ge...
