Crazy For You | Starrison [✔️]

Sixty six

"I'm sorry if I scared you, Ritchie."

Kiss to the knuckles.

"I'm sorry if I hurted you, Ritchie."

Kiss to the back of his hand.

"I love you, you know that. Right?"

Kiss to the cheek.

"Right?" He gazed at him, brown eyes boring in his blue ones. George looked so frail, unlike just a few minutes ago.

He took a hold of his hands, fingers wrapping delicately around the scars from the handcuffs, and kissed them all over in a desperate attempt to ask forgiveness.

He looked like a sinner begging for salvation.

Ringo thought, for a fleeting moment, he thought; give him a chance.

Give him a chance.

"I'm sorry for.. k-kicking you d-down there.." Ringo bit his lip, torn between continuing his apology or to take advantage of George's vulnerable state.

His lips curled up into a small but knowing smile.

"I know." George leaned in, lips puckered. Ringo shut his eyes tight, wanting to see darkness over his captor's face.

Then he felt the cool, familiar feeling of metal handcuffs locking around his wrists.