Of Beautiful Nights and Horror-Filled Twilights (1/?)
Title: Of Beautiful Nights and Horror-Filled Twilights (1/?)
Pairings: John/Paul, George/Ringo
Rating: PG-13 (for this chapter)
Timeline: 1973-ish
Warnings: language, sexual content, angst
Author: me!! :D
Disclaimer: I don't own dem D: sadly.
Authors Note: :D I've been wanting to write this fic for FOR. EVER. It just kinda came to me in a dream, so I'm like 'hey, why the he'll not?' So just bear with me!!
Every chapter is 3 months later, unless specified as different.
Kinda short :/
Paul is crying.
But crying out of sheer happiness.
His newborn daughter is resting in his arms with light breaths.
And John is there with him, grinning like an idiot and exploring his daughter's beauty as well.
She has Paul's eyes and nose.
She has John's hair and lips ('thank god she didn't get my nose,' he had mentioned earlier).
She is remained, for now, unnamed. Paul and John debate on names. Unique names. Names that sounded out of place, but not so much that she would be teased for it.
'Uncommon things are just natural,' George murmured before shooting a glance at Ringo.
"How about... Mm... Allison?" Ringo suggests, and Paul instantly falls in love with the name.
Allison Lennon, he thinks, smiling.
"What about middle names?"
"Karma." John shoots, barely even trying at the most. But it was something.
Allison Karma Lennon.
"Welcome to the world, Allison Karma Lennon." Paul smiles, and wipes a tear away with the back of his hand as his child wakes, yawns and wraps a tiny finger around Paul's own before letting out a tired sigh falling back asleep.
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The ear-peircing shrieks and wails of Allison rang throughout the beautiful home of John and Paul Lennon that overlooked the sea. Paul wakes slowly, but a reassuing hand is placed on his wide hips.
"I'll get her." John whispers as he shifts himself from the bed, placing his feet on the hardwood floor, and a light padding resounding afterwards. Paul sighs and smiles to himself, getting up anyways and following his husband to the baby's room.
"Hello, darling... Oh..." John reaches down for his beautiful baby girl and scoops her up in his arms. Allison rewarded him with a short coo and a tug of blonding hair. John chuckles and holds her tiny hand, kissing each finger.
Paul wraps his arms around John's waist. He nuzzled his head into the crook of his lover's neck and kisses the hollow below.
"I love you." he murmurs, resting his eyes. John bounces Allison carefully, lulling her back to sleep. And he's singing, low beneath his sweet breath, each pretty little word right on note.
"Imagine all the people..."
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