Beatles One-Shots

John Lennon- 1

6:00 AM-

The alarm buzzed its usual dreadful tone. You groaned as you were awakened from a peaceful slumber. The only reason you were getting up this early was to make a conscious effort to become healthier for the new year. That meant getting up at an 'ungodly' hour for a walk.

You threw your hand aimlessly to the other side of the bed, searching for your boyfriend John. Although he often told you he needed his "beauty sleep", he agreed to wake up with you and keep you company on your walks through the city.

Surprised to see he wasn't there, you hastily opened your eyes and looked over. Your adjusting eyesight told you he wasn't in bed.

"C'mon sleepyhead, you don't want to quit this early into the year, do you?" A voice was heard accompanied by a harsh light. You squinted and threw a pillow at the doorway, assuming John was still there. "Y/N you missed me~" he teased. From the sound of his voice you could sense he was making his way around the bed.

The light practically blinded you, making it difficult to see just about anything. "John!" you yelled.

"Gotcha!" he wrapped his arms around your waist, causing you to squeal. Placing a kiss to your temple, he spoke softly. "Aww, did I scare you?"

"Get out of here...I gotta get ready to walk," You pushed him off of you although you secretly enjoyed the attention. You grumbled as you stood up, opening your dresser drawer filled with workout attire you had recently bought for the excursion. You were about to remove your shirt when you noticed John still lingering, his hand resting on the door frame. "Oh, so you're going to watch me change now?"

"Maybe.." He had a smirk present on his features. Damn him for being so irresistible...

"Leave me alone!" You smiled playfully and threw a wadded shirt from the floor in his direction. It landed with an unsuccessful 'thud' onto the floor in front of John's feet.

"You have really bad aim.." He laughed, walking off so you could change your clothes in peace.

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A couple minutes later you had finished pulling your hair into a messy ponytail. It was the early hours of the morning and you figured not too many people would care if you looked slightly disheveled. When you arrived in the living room you saw John laying on the couch in his old t-shirt and sweats, seemingly on the brink of sleep from the way his eyes kept closing.

You grabbed your sneakers from the entryway and sat on the couch. While tying your shoes you nudged him with your elbow a couple of times, hoping to wake him up.

"C'mon sleepyhead~" you teased.

"Okay okay..." he groaned, purposefully untying one of your finished shoe laces before standing up and putting on his windbreaker. You rolled your eyes, re-tying your shoe to join him in the doorway. "Let's break a sweat, shall we?"

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About fifteen minutes later you found yourself actually breaking a sweat, much to your dismay. And to make things even worse, John was lagging behind you again.

"John try and keep up! You've been behind me almost the entire time!" You slowed down your stride so he could catch up to you. He made a face, causing you to hit the back of his head.

"I'm sorry love, I can't help that I'm mesmerized by your ass in those tight pants..."

That comment caused you to blush a bright red, and not from exercise. "John! We're in public right now, you know that!"

He giggled and placed your hand in his. "Oh believe me I know..." He kissed your cheek as the two of you kept up your brisk pace for the remainder of the walk. John could be such a tease sometimes but you loved him anyway. 

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A/N: A little bit on the shorter side, but hey we're just starting out. Let me know what you think!