Beatles John Lennon x Male reader Smut Oneshots

John x Male friend pt.1

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I glance at John stitting at the edge of the wall at near the sea. I'm sitting beside him and blankly looking at the blusish grey sky and sea as well. Its a gloomy day. Me and John are having a smoke to forget our shitty life problems for a while. Things are all goin fine for the band and stuff but we still need a rest.

John blows a cloud of smoke before passing the cigarette to me for a turn. Its the only one we have at the moment.
We're wearing shorts at the moment as we wanted to go for a swim, but only the weather had to disappoint us.
But...its still nice and chill this way...

John: Bloody hell, I don't wanna go back rn, I dont even know what I'm doin anymore. Plus I've got a consert tomorrow, I don't think we can get wasted tonight.

Me: Yeah right, anyways, you don't even need to practice, you're already a pro.

John: heh, I know, I am...but...eh, yeah. You could say that.

I look in John's direction, seeing the slight smile on his face.
It warms my heart so much.
Even though he gets thousands of girls complementing him and throwing themselves at him all the time, I can feel he still likes being complemented by his own friends, cheeky guy.

I know I'm fueling his ego by always buttering him up, but seeing that genuene smile on his face makes me internally squirm even more. And besides...i actually do mean it.

I realise I've exhausted the cigarette

Me: Oops, sorry the thing's over.
I toss the cigarette butt into the sand down the wall.

John: Oh fukin fantastic, forgot me eh?

Me: *chuckles* No- i just...got lost...

John: *raises an eyebrow* Lost in what?

Thats where my dumbass heart wants to pull out the cheesy pick up line of 'Lost in your eyes fool' but I can't say that obviously lol cuz its gonna be
GAY AS FUK

So i just mumble
Me: The topic and the sea

John: *scoffs* yea sure whatever, doesn't make a bloody excuse.
Anyways...

We look over to the sea listening to the peaceful waves in silence for a bit while more. Until John breaks the silence.

John: Y'know...you're kinda different from others...and I'm not sure where to point at it mate.

Me: *my heart suddenly beats faster as John mentions me. But i keep my calm demeanor as always and dont show it*
Huh? What do you mean John?

John: Well...y'know...you're always like overly kind to me and like...chill at the same time like the other Beatles.

Me: *at those words I feel my adrenaline flowing through me because my chest feels warmer like an excited dog. But as always, I dont show it.
Oh is that so? Well...always gotta be nice and chill with the lads right?

John: *chuckes* see? There, that's whats I'm talkin about. Quit bein the nice guy all the time. I know there's more to ya in there than ya show.

Oh only if John knew how I really felt. And why I'm so kind to him.

John: I could seriously take you up as the 5th Beatle, only if you knew how to play an instrument.

Me: Oh I can Play the harmonica a bit

John: *rolls his eyes* heh, seriously? Only if you know or practice to play other instruments. Then you'll get a chance for sure mate.
Don't wanna be called as the harmonica beatle now do ya?

Me: *starts giggling* I mean- it'd be pretty funny-

John: *suddenly bursts out laughing* Are you seriously considering it?!? HAH- NO WAY- I ain't gonna let ya destroy our band reputation with yer stupid harmonica-!

Me: *laughs af too* Hehhah- listen- I mean- look my hair's growin long enough and I definitely look good like y'all, *i wheeze* Look- i know this sounds crazy but-

Before I even finish my sentence John slaps his thigh with his hand from force of laughing and I can notice bids of tears forming in the corner of his eyes.

His laugh is contagious.

Soon enough we both are a laughing mess on that wall by the beach. Snorting and wheezing like tea kettles.

We then come back to our senses slowly

John: holy shit- mate, I never- I almost pissed me pants! You should be the band's bloody comedian instead.

Me: I mean, not a bad idea too

To which John starts laughing even more.

John: alright alright, hold your horses, are you seriously gonna give me a heartattack right here? I have a bloody consert tomorrow ahhah-

I close my mouth and feel a warm smile across my face as i keep my hand on the side of my face as I watch John come down from his laugh bit by bit.

We then sit upright and look at the sea again. The day is setting down. I hear John take a deep breath. He must be relaxed now, after tension of all this while must have left him after laughing like that and letting his emotions out.

I wonder when is the last time he must have laughed like that.

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As I look at John sideways, my gaze slowly lingers on his thighs...

God...They look so good...

I suddenly realize where I'm looking and what I'm thinking and shake my head lightly to snap out of it.

John: *notices my wierd behavior* "what's wrong mate?"

Me: Oh- uhm nothing! Just tired I guess ehehh... *i laugh akwardly scratching the back of my neck nervouly*

John: *sigh* Yer a wierd one aint cha? Alr then lets go back in and have a drink-

My heart suddenly drops as he gets up to leave. My hand instinctively without thinking grabs John by the wrist not wanting him to leave

John almost stumbles as we're on the wall edge, he shoots me a glare

John: Are you ACTUALLY trying to kill me!??! I was just about to fall to my DEATH-!

Me: well you didn't lol

John: *tries to supress his smirk and rolls his eyes again* Yeah right.

He then suddenly looks at where I'm still tugging at his wrist

John: hey dont change the topic, why did ya stop me from goin mate?

John asks cluelessly his eyebrows slightly furrowed in impatience

Me: Eyy...now don't give me that Boombastic side eye

John: Just answer the DAMN question

John says losing his temper.
Its the first time he's lost his temper with me and...ngl...
Its kinda hawt...

Me: well...i uhh...well...

I quickly try to come up with an excuse and bring out the most basic one...

Me: well...you have...uh...a..consert tomorrow...?

Hearing this John scoffs and pulls away his hand abruptly somehow...rudely

John: For Christ's sake y/n, be more of a man- I can handle this- tch-

John makes an annoyed face.
He climbs down the wall and walks back to the hotel area

Wow...real smooth there, typical John behavior...

I keep sitting on the wall there and sigh...
Though...i cant help myself again but gaze at the view I see of John from behind...
better view than the ocean tbh...?
Damn...

I realize myself where I'm looking and slightly slap my own face,

Damn what the fuk am I doing...?

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