(Thanks ChocoArisen for this cute idea! Love ur bots💗)

1961-1962, Hamburg and Liverpool

"For God's sake, will ye leave us alone? Get yerself a bird and have fun, Georgie." John spat, clearly fed up and frustrated with George's regular appearance in his and Cynthia's dates. At first they didn't mind, let the kid have fun, right? He just wanted to hang out. Well, friends are always friends, but wanting to have some intimate time with your lovely girlfriend is also a need, isn't it? In any way.

The problem eventually got solved when Cynthia and Paul's girlfriend, Dot Rhone, visited The Beatles in Hamburg for Easter holidays. Cynthia also brought her cousin — you. You were studying at the Art College as well, you knew John too. What you didn't know, was that the lead-guitarist of his Teddy-boyized band was a real catch. The second you and George saw each other, a spark went through your bodies, a new feeling, like... Butterflies in tummy?

George was shy. He didn't really have experience with girls, nor knew how to talk to them without making a total fool of himself. And you were no different than him. When the lot of you was walking through Hamburg streets, John, Paul, Cynthia and Dot were talking and laughing, while you and George were silent like corpses. What to talk about, you thought. But the secret glances and check-outs were obvious.

You were a nice girl, pretty and sweet, so George immediately took a liking to you, as much as you took a liking to his looks and personality. After The Beatles returned to Liverpool, George was studying at Liverpool Institute, next door to your Art College. During one of the jams, when John, Paul and George usually met up, he decided to try and ask you out, and just his luck! You said yes.

Dates, dates and more dates, sweet love started to blossom between you. You and George fitted each other just perfectly, he was so caring and kind and sweet and... You could list forever. But even after weeks of dating, you and him were still embarrassed to show some physical affection. While other couples you saw were passionately making out, George was blushing like a kid from a simple kiss on the cheek. Maybe it was because he was so hopelessly enamored with you...

Tonight you were having a sleepover in George's flat. You two were laying on the bed, talking about random things now and then, listening to music. The atmosphere was very romantic, you were happy. While you were yapping about some artist you liked, George was watching you. Your eyes, your mouth, hair, hands... It was all so captivating to him. How did he get so lucky to have you by his side? And he just couldn't resist leaning closer and pressing a soft kiss on your cheek...

You suddenly stopped. Did George just... kiss your cheek? Your heart rate accelerated, while adorable blush dusted your cheeks. You looked at him, and he just smiled. What a nice thing to be in love...