Baby Faced Beauty - part3

 A McLennon fic

(strawberry/bloo)

Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Lennon/McCartney 
Summary: Paul is a Can-can dancer and top ‘entertainer in Paris and john is a young and hopeful writer searching for love. AU 
Disclaimer: Everything depicted in this story is fictional. 

I KNOW YOU ARE SLEEPING WITH HIM! *brian lost his patience hatting when people lied to him*

*paul curls up a little not liking when brian shouts* stop shouting or i wont do the show! *paul says turning a little red*

paul. *brian sighs* sorry, but darling…. *brian stood and came closer* you are like a son to me and i’ll be the last one to wanna hurt you but this romance can’t work out.

…..why not? *paul says looking away* i…l…i like him…a lot…*paul pouts*…i dont like that duke….with the unibrow and all…

but the duke loves you, he is paying for everything to make you a star. *brian said in a calm voice*

*paul stays silent for a bit…giving up his dreams for john?…a writer…against a duke…who can make him famous*…but bri…i…i cant..

why? he is a duke! he is rich and powerful! *brian says hugging paul*

but john is nice…and sweet…and he shows me things….and he is cute…and he smells good…and he feels good…and he lets me cuddle with him and touch him and moan….he didn’t even ask me to suck his cock *paul says with a big pout like a child*

*brian looks paul in the eyes* baby this is never gonna work

*paul feels like crying*…….but brian….*he looks up at him again* i dont ..like ..the duke…it won’t work with him.

*brian sighed and looked into paul’s eyes* you are in love aren’t you?

…love..psh…brian please…you know i don’t fall in love yeah? *paul says with a nervous grin*

i knew this would happen. *brian looks down before kissing paul’s head*

*paul hugs his legs and looks at brian like a lost kid who was just diagnosed with something but is too little to understand* what would?

love. *brian said stroking paul’s hair*

but i’m not in love….like you always said, im not made that way, i don’t have the ability to love *paul looks at him innocently. Even though he was 25 brian and him were like father and little son. Paul was brian’s prize possession*

no one has that power my child. even i was in love once. *brian said stroking paul’s cheek* it was fun while it lasted.

really? with who? when? how? was he cute? how did it end? why didnt you run away? *paul says cutely with a child like smile and big eyes*

calm down baby. his name was jac and he was very cute and handsome but he had a very bad depression and killed himself while i was travelling. *brian says sadly*

awwww….*paul says sadly looking at brian* such a shame….was this after or before moulin rogue?

before, i was still 19. *he smiles sadly* then i gave up on loving knowing i would never find anyone else

aw but why did you give up, there is probably someone out there for you…not that great though…everyone loves me…look at what i get..*paul sighs*

no, i know i’ll never love anyone like i loved him. *brian sighs and pinches paul’s cheek softly* and you have to be careful, if the duke knows he will kill john.

yeah yeah i know, and stop paying for all this…but what does he want from me…*paul says looking up at brian again* what am i to him? *Paul said not believing the duke was actually going to kill john*

paul listen he will kill john i’m not joking, he thinks you love him and he’ll do anything to make that true. *brian said serious*

…but what if i say i love him what’s he gonna do? marry me? what? *paul says looking at brian with a pout*

i dunno paul but if you love john, you’ll hide him. *brian said standing up* oh and the duke has a night planned for tomorrow, he expects to woo you.

hmp fine….but im not going anywhere without my bow tie….what do you mean woo me? *paul says looking at him sideways*

do you. *he said before walking out*

*paul groans and hides his face in his pillow* god fine….i’m tired now…*paul lies on his bed till he has to get up*

get some rest. *brian walked out. At his apartment john was just finishing getting dressed, all fancy and stuff. Three piece suit, no tie, two buttons open from the shirt and paul’s bow tie on his pocket*

*paul lied on his bed till he knew he had to get up for rehearsal and looks at his closet. He picks out his black leather pants, a white tshirt and down in his closet he sees a jacket. A jacket he haven’t seen for a long time. It was the jacket he used to wear back in liverpool all the time, yet it was too big for him that time. He wears it, it was a little small but it fitted nicely. Paul grins, and sits on his make up table. He puts his hair up exactly like elvis, just like he used to and he had a flash back of himself wearing like this when he was smaller. He laughs and he cant help but put on his red shiny bow tie. He shrugs and goes down before doing a little make up to look good.*

*at that time john was just arriving on the big floor where the stage was smiling looking at the scenario for his play get done*

*paul skips down the stairs and approaches the stage where everyone was* ‘ello people *he says standing on the stage, still being a little worried about the duke thing but trying to be happy *

*john smiles up at paul and winks a little*

*paul grins and giggles silently, moving slightly to him, pretending to look at the play but looking at john*

*The duke quickly comes close smiling at paul* how are you my sweet?

*paul smiles back in a charming way that he does with all his clients* brilliant baby cakes how are you? *paul says in a half exaggerated tone*

lovely darling, how would you like to have lunch today? *the duke says kissing paul’s hand*

*paul looks over at john and then brian and then john subtly* where are we going?

to my tower, we can eat there and enjoy the view. *the duke said smiling but soon john came along* pardon duke and mister mccartney but we need to get it started.

Right, we’ll see my duke *paul says winking charmingly and rolls his eyes once the duke is facing the other way.*

come with me. *john whispered taking paul to his dressing room*

*paul follows him quietly and they make it to the dressing room without anyone noticing them*

*john kisses him sweetly once they are away* i think you forgot something. *john takes out the tie carefully*

*paul looks at it, widens his eyes and grins* my bow tie! *paul snatches it and hugs john tightly*

*john smiles hugging him back and kissing his cheek* you forgot it at my place.

thanks for bringing it *paul says hugging him tighter and kisses him before he takes out his red bow tie and puts on his favorite one* look good?

as good as ever. *john smiles stealing a long kiss* you gonna go to lunch with the duke?

i dont want to *paul says with a groan* but bri would kill me…should i? *paul says looking up to him*

just *john sighs and reaches into his pocket to find a little pick* this is me lucky pick, i was playing with it the day i saw you, keep it.

*paul looks at the pick with a grin* you…you are giving it to me?…i can’t take this john

it’s so no matter what happens you’ll always remember that my heart belongs to you. *john said sweetly taking Paul’s hands in his and kissing them*

*paul smiles sweetly and kisses him again* fine johnny i’ll keep it *paul says putting it into the little pocket his bow tie had* shall we get back now?

yeah, we need to practice the play, poor mal is lost. *john said sweetly as they got back and started* 

*they practiced till it was lunch time and Paul was reluctantly taken to George’s tower for lunch, with Brian’s encouragement. Paul kept sighing and rolling his eyes in lunch when george didn’t see and refused all the things george tried to buy or give to him. They ate lunch together, Paul still being Paul and managing to keep george hopelessly in love with him. Soon they get back and practice a little more and now it was dinner time*

*john and paul sneak out as soon as their break came to a cheap bistro far away from the moulin rouge far into the beautiful city of love* so how’s lunch?

b-o-r-ing *paul says with a sigh* he constantly tried to buy me and give me stuff….

does sound bad. *john said with a chuckle as he looked thru the menu*

I’m used to people giving me stuff, fun at first but does get boring *paul says rolling his eyes.* whatcha gonna get then?

*john chuckles* dunno i think this steak tar tar sounds exiting.

oh that…yeah exciting…try it if you want…’m gonna get a salad, need to watch my figure *paul says looking at the menu*

oh come on, you look great. *john said as he called the waiter*

i do but i need to keep looking great *paul says with a chuckle and says his choice to the waiter*

*john does that same and as soon as the waiter is gone he reaches over the table for paul’s hands, holding them softly and stroking them with his thumb as he smiled wide and bright*

*paul smiles back at him*..so i can’t be with you tomorrow night johnny *paul says sadly*

it’s alright, i understand. *john says sweetly hiding his jealousy as he kissed paul’ s hand*

its not like i want to go *paul says trying to make things better*

i know and anyway he is probably not even half of an expert as i am. *john said cockily*

*paul laughs and pinches john’s nose* you were pretty good for a first time

thank you thank you very much. *john said in a elvis voice with a grin*

*paul laughs loudly* well I say johnny…you are up to date, the best lay i ever had…and you stuck by too, and you are delightful to hang around with. You are just the best *paul grins*

i’m the best and you… *john grinned with a hopeful look in his face*

*paul giggles as the food arrives*…. well there is no argument that i have more experience than both of you combined

oh… *john said sadly as the food arrived*

but…that doesn’t mean anything *paul says holding john’s hand again* it all comes down to you alright? *paul smiles reassuringly*

it’s alright, i just thought you were gonna say something else. *john said still holding paul’s hand as he began eating*

say what? *paul says innocently not wanting to blow it up*

nothing forget it. *john said looking down at his food*

*paul frowns but shrugs and eat his salad.*….sure its nothing?

yeah. *john smiles a bit and soon after talking and laughing the whole dinner long about Liverpool and families he finishes his food*

alright *paul says eating his food too and they soon both finish it still holding hands* like your food?

yeah- *john suddenly gets a very bad stomach ache that felt like a big knife being put thru his stomach* be right back. *he runs off to the bathroom and vomits*

*paul looks after him getting worried. He waits a little but he can’t take it and rushes after him* you alright johnny? *paul says knocking on the door*

i’m- *john can’t continue as he vomits again*

*paul opens the door and gasps * oh shit johnny! *paul kneels down and as john finishes he clean his face* you aright darling?

no. *john groans in pain sitting back against the wall*

*paul frowns and kisses his forehead, cleaning his face again* come on let’s get you home yeah?

okay. *john gets up weakly and they walk home. By the time they were home john was white  as a sheet and sweating*

*paul gets really worried and lies him down, putting a wet cloth on his forehead. He keeps checking on him and stands near him, to see if john needs anything*

*soon ringo comes along being at home* whats wrong with him?

i dunno he’s been vomiting *paul sighs* think he has a fever, check on him *paul gets close to john and strokes his cheek*

*before ringo could get close, john quickly grabbed the little trash can next to his bed and vomited again but this time it had  a little bit of blood in it. he lied back weakly*

*paul widens his eyes as he sees john’s mouth is bloody* we gotta take him to a hospital ringo *paul says cleaning his mouth*

we can’t we don’t have money. *john’s breathing was weak and in a way heavy. his eyes deep and tired looking*

i can sell something, we can ask brian, we can ask the duke *paul says panicking. He shakes john* john talk to me, dont sleep alright? you shouldn’t sleep

i’m, i’m fine paul. *john said slowly giving Paul a cute and a bit weak smile* just go rest, you have your night with the duke tomorrow

*paul sighs* i can’t, i need to take care of you…..*paul holds his hand*

*john smiles a little and strokes paul’s cheek* i’m fine. *he said quietly*

*paul holds his hand and kisses it.* alright darling but I’ll be here as much as I can. I’ll come here soon as the duke lets me go. Ringo take care of him will you? *paul says worried*

i will paul. *john smiles a little not having much strength* don’t i even get a goodbye kiss?

Of course you do but I’m not leaving yet *paul says stroking his hair and kissing him anyways* just rest darling

okay but stop worrying about me i’m fine. *john said in a fading voice*

Yeah, you are going to be just fine *paul whispers and kisses his hand again watching over him* you are gonna be fine

*john hugs paul lightly because of his lack of strength and smiles a little putting his face gently into Paul’s neck*

*paul hugs him twice as tight for both of them as tries to smile. He watches over for John till he falls asleep and kisses him softly*

*john sleeps peacefully after a few minutes* you can go paul i’ll watch him *said ringo*

*paul nods sadly and kisses his forehead again before getting up* thanks rings …find me if something goes wrong

alright. *ringo nods*

*paul sighs and makes his way home barely getting sleep*

*ringo stays up with john. all night john was vomiting blood getting really bad fevers and sweating*

*paul felt really bad and worried and the next day he wasn’t dressed as sparkly as he usually wore. John wasn’t at the rehearsal.*

*john had stayed in bed  alone in the flat not having enough strength to get off bed*

*paul and brian go up to paul’s room to select clothing for the night. Paul looks blankly in his wardrobe*

*brian notices and looks at paul* whats wrong my diamond?

tired…..john’s sick…*paul groans and falls to his bed*

whats wrong with him? *brian said sitting down*

he is vomiting blood *paul says with a sigh and closes his eyes* fever, shaking, sweating…

he needs a doctor. *brian said worried* come let’s go i’ll can maxwell on our way.

yes please *paul says getting up and they go to get maxwell to john* be quick brian….come on

*soon the mustached doctor called maxwell comes and they go off to john’s place which was right next door*

*everybody stays out the room that maxwell and john were in against paul’s protest and maxwell examines john*

*soon maxwell comes to the door and calls paul and brian in* he is very sick, i’ve never seen such sickness in my life.

*paul holds his elbows with his hands, crossing his arms and looks down.* is he gonna be okay?

*the doctor sighs* i’m afraid not, he is losing a lot of blood in his urine and vomit he keeps on like this he’ll be dead within weeks.

Dead?…..within weeks? *paul starts shaking and looks down turning white a little* no no you are joking

i’m sorry. *the doctor stands* there’s nothing i can do.

*paul keeps shaking* can i see him?

yeah. *the doctor walks out with brian and they talk. paul walks in and john smiles weakly* hey there lovely

hey *paul tries to smile and kneels next to him, kissing him cutely* how are ya feeling?

smashing darling. *john says laughing a little* what did the doctor say?

you’ll be okay in a bit *paul says feeling weird tears brimming* you’ll be just fine, you have to rest *paul strokes his cheek*

can we cuddle? *john asks innocently*

*paul nods sweetly* we can do whatever you want *paul says with sniff and lies next to john, taking him in his arms*

why are you crying my luv? *john asks as one of paul’s tears drops on his cheek*

im just happy to be with you *paul says wiping his tear and kisses john’s head*

something is wrong. *john says sitting up with a groan and looking into paul’s eyes*

*paul sobs softly* no no no no nothing is wrong. Come back *paul says trying to make john lie down again*

tell me. *john may have been sick but still stubborn*

nothing just you are loosing a little blood but its alright, you’ll get better *paul says trying to smile*

paul i’m dying aren’t i? *john asked serious hiding his fear*

*paul sighs* everyone is dying, thats what people do *paul looks away*

tell me the truth paul. *john said serious before coughing a little*

*paul sobs again softly and looks down*…..yeah….*paul bites his bottom lip* but you’ll be fine if you dont loose anymore blood

*john looks down before snuggling back with paul*

*paul keeps john close and holds him* im not leaving…not going anywhere *paul bites his bottom lip*

*john tries to speak but ends up vomiting again on to the trash can, this time being pure blood*

*paul sighs and cleans john’s mouth before lying down with him again, stroking his cheek* its alright, don’t try to talk, rest baby

*john looks up weakly and smiles* i love you.

*paul wipes another tear and tries to smile to him. He kisses john softly* i know baby, try to rest. Close your eyes *paul says softly*

*two weeks go by of john only getting worst luckily after the duke found out the one that was stealing paul from him was dying he lets it go so paul was always with john, every day, every night*

*they spent their days and nights, talking and cuddling, John just kept getting worse but paul wont leave his side. john didnt always look good or handsome but paul felt the need to stay with him anyways which he found weird but didnt question*

*one day john started to get worst than ever, he was vomiting pure blood almost every minute and almost couldn’t speak anymore. He was whiter and his eyes were bloodshot even tho he hadn’t had a single drink and had a lot of rest*

*paul was holding johns hand, shaking himself. He keeps cleaning his face and holds him* it’s alright John, you are fine, nothing’s wrong

*john kept vomiting all day, not eating, not drinking. by now it was 9pm and john and lying on the bed next to paul so weak that he didn’t even hug him* paul?

Yes John what is it, need something? *paul says sitting up and looking at him*

promise me you wouldn’t forget me. *john said in a tired voice*

Never *paul says stroking johns cheek and kisses him lightly* never

but, promise me you’ll live, you would just walk around like a zombie remembering me. *john weakly vomited even more blond*

*paul starts shaking again and cleans john’s mouth* I won’t….I’ll live *paul strokes his cheek*

*john smiles weakly as he lies back. his breathing was deep and heavy, he was whiter than before and his eyes were now glassy. but still his smile was true.* i love you. *he still manages to say in the most true and in love way he has ever said before*

*paul feels his heart being twisted as john was slipping away from his hands..what was this feeling..John dont go…i need you..* i love you too *paul says as a tears drops down from his eye at the confession and sniffs*

*john smiled wider but still very weakly as his eyes got heavy. His body was too weak, too tired, he couldn’t stay anymore* paul i’m gonna sleep now. *he said lies back on the bed still with a weak smile apon his lips which were now so much less red then before*

*paul sobs softly. “no…dont sleep…please…”* a-alright love….you want a lullaby? *paul says as more tears came, his heart swelling*

yeah. *john said closing his eyes softly and slowly as he snuggled weakly on to paul*

*paul smiles sadly and sings silently and slowly hoping his slow speed would make john last longer as he stroked john’s hair.*

C-close your eyes and I’ll kiss you,
Tomorrow I’ll miss you;
*sniff*
Remember *swallow*I’ll always be true.
And then while I’m away,
I’ll write home ev’ry day,
And I’ll send all my loving to you.

*paul sighs and wipes his tears*

I’ll pretend That I’m kissing
the lips I am missing 
And hope that my dreams will come true.

*paul runs his fingers softly on john’s lips*

And then while I’m away,
I’ll write home ev’ry day,
And I’ll send all my loving to you.

*john smiled one last time and took his last soft breath as his body relaxed and his head fell on to paul’s chest softly quietly*

*paul kisses him one last time before he gets cold and keeps him close as he starts sobbing uncontrollably* I love you I love you please come back I love you *paul whimpers desperately but god not letting his wish come true and john’s body only growing colder *

*ringo comes close to paul with tears in his eyes as speaks softly* you know love is a funny thing, it’s all around us all the time, all our lifes but we only really feel it when we are about to lose it.

the end