"...John."
"YOU'WHA?!" The others practically screamed in confusion.
John was speechless. Not only that, but I witnessed him doing something that he never does: cry. In happiness, of course.
"Do you mean it, Y/N? Do you really want to spend your life with me?"
"Yes, Johnny. I do. You should be happy!"
"Happy? I'm ecstatic. Y'know, my whole life, I've been left in the dust. Rejected. Unwanted. I never felt like I could find love, but here we are. I...I love you, my dear Y/N."
"I love you too, John."
I wipe away every last stray teardrop of joy, ready to take care of this wild Beatle...
Right after the man stops attacking me with his love.