I dont know where this came from, lol. Just wanted to write something. Rated PG-13 for language.
Revelation“Okay, fella’s, here it comes…” Paul said, nervously, trying to hold his shaking knees from bumping into each other.
“They’re not going to care, Macca. They’re our friends.” John reassured, rather boredly. He stroked back his own hair and sighed. It had all been a bit amusing before, but it was getting so irritatingly drawn out.
“Listen to the man, Paul! Get on with it!” George exclaimed, smacking his palms against his face and groaning. “What could be so bloody bad?”
Ringo sat beside George looking out of place and very uncomfortable. He was afraid of what was about to be told to them. What could be making Paul so distressed?
“Shut yer fucking mouth, Harrison. This is serious here.” Paul glared weakly, tapping his foot and biting the skin off his fingertip. John just laughed and shook his head.
“Come on, Paul. Just tell us, okay? It cant be as bad as all this.” Ringo tried, soothingly.
“Okay, fine.” Paul said, closing his eyes and gulping. “Well…John and I… we, well…the thing is…” With each stuttered word, John became more and more impatient. They’d been recording all day and then came back to his place to have this little chat with the others they’d been putting off on for so long.
“Uhm…I don’t even know how to start this…” Paul mumbled.
“Oh for Christ’s sake!” John flopped his leg down to the floor from where it had been propped on his knee. “We sodding love each other!” Paul’s horrified eyes shot to him and he sat stock still.
“We touch each other and fuck and whisper sweet nothings and all that lovey shite couples do! Because we are a fucking couple!”
“Is that all?” George immediately stated, one eyebrow raised.
“Seriously? Mates, I thought this was supposed to be some big news.” Ringo said, relaxing a bit. “We’ve known this forever.”
The two got up and left the house, resuming their lives that this apparently mundane information had interrupted.
“What…the fuck just happened?” Paul said, his eyes wider than they’d ever been. John was holding back his giggles as best as he could, but when Paul turned his gaze to him, he couldn’t help himself and let them spill out, cackling and nearly falling to the floor.
“I guess,” John began once he was able to maintain some semblance of composure. “I guess we do make it pretty obvious.