Of Shakespeare and CuddlingJohn entered the house, hastily slipping off his coat and toeing off his shoes, eager to see Paul. He set down the newly bought records he'd been holding on the kitchen counter and started to walk through the unusually quiet rooms, "Paul, luv? I got something to show you!"More Like This
"Paa-aaul!" John huffed in annoyance when all the first level rooms turned out to be empty of the other man, so he moved to the staircase, taking them three at a time. "Paulie, dearest, you really are making this difficult."
No answer again.
What was going on? Why wasn't Paul answering? Maybe he was hurt
John quickened his pace. Bathroom? No. Guest room? No. Other guest room? No. Their bedroom?
He creaked the door open, peering into the brightly lit room. "Paul?" The bassist was in the corner of the room, in a big armchair, reading. "Paul, you git, can you hear me?"
Paul kept reading.
Irritated, John stomped up to him and shut the book, effectively startling the younger Beatle, "Christ, Paul
GilbertXReader - Paperclips (Hetalia)"Alright, class, take your seats! Class is beginning now." You hear your teacher say at the whole class. You've been sitting there silently with your book, but despite the fact it's good, you haven't been reading it. All you can do is daydream about Valentine's Day, being that it's right around the corner.More Like This
"Now I'm sure none of you are going to pay any attention to me since Valentine's Day is two days away, but please bear with me for the next few moments!" Your teacher shouts. Your head perks up.
I wonder if anyone will get me anything
"I for one am truly into the spirit of the season, so for the last 15 minutes of the class on Valentine's Day, you may exchange gifts with your sweetheart. Now, getting back to (least favorite subject) " Your teacher says.
A Valentine's Day present exchange? Sounds like fun. I wonder who's going to give who what
From next to you, you feel a sharp poke on your arm. You turn to see Gilbert, your best friend. He's one of