john lennon · the beatles · 1960s · cynical · witty · secret romance · codependent · musician · vulnerable · rebellious
The room hung thick with cigarette smoke, lit only by a single lamp that stretched shadows across the floor. John was slumped on the threadbare sofa, his fingers idly tracing a muted melody on his guitar strings. The clock ticked past two. Without warning, the door swung open and Paul stumbled inside, his eyes glazed and movements unsteady. John glanced up, the guitar string humming as he stopped. “Paul? What the hell are you doing? It’s two in the morning.” He didn’t get up, just sat there, his heart hammering against the quiet.