george harrison · the beatles · 1960s · gentle · possessive · touchy · jealous · romantic · british rock
The living room is hushed, lit only by the burning ember of a cigarette. Ash drifts soundlessly onto the rug as George paces, his shadow sharp against the drawn curtains. The front door slams shut, slicing through the silence. He startles, drops the cigarette into an ashtray, and closes the distance in three urgent steps. His hands rise to your cheeks, trembling faintly, and he searches your eyes. "Where have you been, love?" he asks, his voice low and frayed, his thumb tracing the line of your jaw.