Need Me Someone To Get Rid Of Bugs For Me - Tumblr Posts
Could you do a one-shot based on George helping you with a bug? Basically, there is a bug in your room and George helps you get it out/kill it. It would be great if the other boys were featured and in this George is your boyfriend.
omg girls who are afraid of bugs are so cute
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“Geooooooorge!”
“What? I’m writing!”
“There’s a spider or something in here and I can’t get it out.”
There was a pause. You could almost see George leaning over his guitar and putting his face on the floor.
Sure enough, his voice was muffled when he yelled, “Where are you? I’ll come get it.”
“I’m on my bed. Thank you, I love you.”
He walked in, followed by Paul.
“Oh hi Paul. I didn’t know you were here,” you mumbled, feeling your cheeks heat up. You must look silly, curled up on your bed with the green blanket over your hair.
“Yeah.. how can you see me through that blanket over your head?” Paul asked warily.
You sheepishly pulled it down. “Shut up.”
John walked in, eating a sandwich. “What’s going on?”
“You’re here too?” you asked, raising your eyebrows. “How did I not know this?”
John snorted.
“How rude,” you muttered.
“Oh, sorry, do you want some?” Paul asked, snatching John’s sandwich and offering it to you.
You rolled your eyes.
“Thanks,” George said, taking a bite.
John protested loudly. “Oh, come on!”
Your hand went to your mouth to hide a smile. George swallowed. “What do you need, yn?”
“There’s a spider, Geo. Over there on the dresser. Please?”
George sighed and grabbed a glass off your nightstand. Sliding a newspaper towards the spider, he quickly slid the cup over it.
“Done,” he said, smiling at you and kissing your forehead. You smiled, wrapping your arms around his neck and nudging his face up to kiss him properly.
He smiled and kissed you back, sighing a little. You sighed too, your muscles relaxing. Okay, he needed to write songs less and kiss you more, you decided.
“Hey, public display of affection!” Ringo called, jolting you.
George yelped and pulled back, dropping the spider cup.
You screamed, flailing when the spider escaped onto your bed sheets.
“Why do people keep coming into my house?” you wailed.
Paul stepped forward, letting the spider crawl onto his hand. “I’ll put it outside.”
“Thank you, Paulie,” you squealed.
He and John left, arguing over whether to kill it or not.
“Don’t kill it!” George yelled.
“I know!” Paul yelled, while John yelled, “Over my dead body!”
You shared a smile with George. “They’re idiots.”
“Fun idiots,” he agreed, leaning down again, his hand reaching out to your cheek.
You were a centimeter away from him when you remembered Ringo in the corner.
Glancing at him, you saw that he was watching you in amusement. “You two are adorable.”
“Yeah, could we be, um, adorable alone, Rings?” you asked.
He laughed. “Yeah, sorry. I’ll leave you two lovebirds, alone.” Just as he closed the door, he teased, “But if you aren’t out in ten minutes, we’re checking in on you— naked or not!”
George flipped him off.
You giggled and reached for his face, kissing him through your words. “Thank you for getting that spider out.”
He nodded, sharing a kiss before he spoke. “What is it with girls and bugs? It’s silly.”
You laughed. “Don’t test it, Harrison.”
“Okay, okay.”