this gif is beautiful tbh.

Imagine laying your head in John's lap. His fingers gently played with your hair as you looked up at the sky, watching the clouds roll by peacefully. You sighed and leaned your head back slightly to look up at him. He looked down at you, having to squint his eyes from the sun.

"What?" He said, studying your face while he moved some of your hair out of the way.

"You're just funny," you said quietly.

"How's that?"

You sat up and moved yourself so you sat across from him, laughing at his confused expression.

"You're just so shy," you said, watching him look down and blush, "and you've know me for so long now, it's just funny, you know."

"Well," he mumbled, his fingers toying with the grass below him nervously, "it's just you, you leave me speechless sometimes."

"Me? How so?"

He looked back up at you, his eyes softly gazing into yours causing those familiar butterflies to fill up your stomach. He was so pretty, it was ridiculous.

"You're just the most interesting woman I've ever met," he said, moving closer to you.

"Your eyes, your hair, your smile," he said, a little softer now as he came closer to you, his eyes beginning to focus on your lips.

"The way you move, speak," his lips were now brushing against yours, leaving your heart pounding fast against your chest, "it mesmerizes me."

His hand reached up to stroke your cheek and it was you who felt shy and nervous now at his touch, and he knew it. He gave you a soft smile and a giggle when his eyes looked up to meet yours, his breath falling hot on your lips.

"But, if you want me to be more straightforward, all you have to do is ask," he whispered, giving you goosebumps all over.

"Do you want me to do that?" He asked, his voice was so soft it was making you tremble.

He knew he was driving you crazy at this point, his lips so close to yours, his hands gently brushing your skin, it was all too much.

"Well?"

"Uh huh," you nodded as your fist clenched around the neck of his shirt to drag him down on top of you, causing you to hit the ground hard, but you didn't mind, you just wanted him so bad now.

His lips met yours, falling perfectly in sync with your movements. His hands softly trailed up and down your body, slowly tracing each curve, each sweet spot and almost making you feel dizzy at his touch. He was so good at this. His lips moved down your jaw and to your neck, gently nipping at your skin in between his kisses.

"John," you said, or rather moaned, causing a grin to spread across his face.

"Yes love?" He said, his voice cool and calm compared to your out of breath one.

"I love you."

He bit down a little harder on your sweet spot, making you let out a whimper, "I know," he said, proud of the affect he was having on you, "I can prove I love you more if you'd like?"

You didn't have time to argue with him, you just needed this and now.

"Please," you breathed.

He let out a satisfied laugh and after that, well he proved his point quite well.

There's definitely not enough Entwistle imagines out there.