Imagines For AHS

A/N: So i made it a little Countess X Reader because there isn’t enough and because it seems like with the Countess’s fascination with people who loo like Valentino, his sister would slip by, ya feel. I’m so tired, because i just took my sleeping meds so if you don’t like it, please feel free to ask for a rewrite!

 Valentino Sibling!Reader X Countess

“I have a surprise.” She whispered kissing the top of your head. You turned to kiss her lips, smiling at her. Her fingers were wrapped up in your hair. Her face always so close to yours.  

“It’s… the anniversary. I just don’t know if I can.” You whispered to her. She kissed you slowly but sweetly.  

“Come, now, it will cheer you up. I promise.” She said, standing up and dragging you with her. Donovan sat on the couch staring. He smiled at you lovingly.  

It’d be the three of you for awhile now, even when Donovan was gone you visited him, you were fond of him but you knew it’d be just you and the Countess once more. You bit your lip. She had brought you to the train station that day, letting you pack up all your belongings.

He’d left you with her when he went traveling, that was the first time he’d gone missing. When he came back he was overjoyed, telling you of his travels and what he’d accomplished. He’d made you like him the instant he saw you. He never wanted his sister, (Y/N) Valentino, to die. It was almost a cruel way of protecting you.  

You and Elizabeth had waited at the train station for an hour for them. He was always running off with Natacha, going places he’d never tell you just saying he’d be back soon. It’d been 85 years. Just you and Elizabeth waiting, for 85 years.  

She kept you around at first like her own flesh and blood, but you were and had always been infatuated with her. Maybe you were jealous of your brother getting everything he wanted, girls, fame, immortality. Though Elizabeth was your world. You two would sleep together almost every night when she wasn’t… playing. It’d been 20 years after he’d been gone when you got up the guts to kiss her.  

She had rung her fingers into your hair, kissing you more passionately then any lover you’d sucked dry. She drew her hand down your arm, fingers interlaced with yours. Tightening as if you too would someday leave her, as if you’d ever had the heart.  

“Darling.” Elizabeth called snapping you out of your thoughts. You had been staring at her vacantly, as the two of you walked, when she stopped you outside of an old motel you raised an eyebrow.

“What is this? Dining out?” You asked. She could hear underneath the anger the sorrow in your voice. She smiled at you dragging the black scarf from around her neck and covering her eyes.  

“Just wait, my love.” She said kissing your head once again. The two of you moved into the lobby and up an escalator before you came to a hard wooden door, you begun to take off your blindfold but her hand stopped you. “Only a bit longer. You could hear her soft hand rap on the door. You let out a sigh before you heard the door swing open. Arm wrapped around you and you felt yourself get picked up. The blindfold was thrown from your head.  

"You have been missed, my sweet. It was so hard to know that you were near me all the time but I was stuck in the room. God you look as beautiful as ever.” You’re brothers voice rang out into your ear and you swallowed.  

“Rudolph.” You sobbed hugging him tightly. “Where were you all this time?” You asked. Elizabeth cleared her throat.  

“James found out about me leaving. I’m so sorry for taking your brother away from you because of my foolish mistakes.” Elizabeth said. She kissed you before also hugging your brother.  

A/N: I’m so sorry this took so long. I had trouble getting it right. I hope you like it, i don’t right sex much so i hope it turned out ok! 

Part 1: http://imagine-ahorrors.tumblr.com/post/134896101640/an-put-it-under-read-more-because-its-spoilers

James March X Reader NSFW

A/N: I had lots of fun with this. Hope you like it. 

James March X Reader

James kissed your cheek. He was currently playing with your hair. Dragging his fingers delicately as if not to hurt you. Everytime he tugged on your hair with any force he immediately apologized kissing you once more. You couldn’t help but laugh. “What are you doing?” You asked.  

“Braiding your hair.” He said very focused on the subject at hand. You rolled your eyes.  

“You are now?” You asked. He let out a sigh. “Do you need any help?”  

“No of course not, this should be child’s play.” He muttered. You rolled your eyes.  

“It’ll be hard to braid if you have only two sections of my hair.” You mumbled. He let out another sigh. “Try three.” You said. He dropped your hair frustrated.  

“You try it. It’s not as easy as it seems.” He said grumpily. You pulled your hair slowly over your shoulder feeling him draw circles on the other shoulder teasingly.  

“Well it’s not a fair game if your distracting me, James.” You said. He continued to drag his finger, slower, and more persistent. You split your hair into three parts wrapping them easily around each other and when you finished you let it fall to your back. He let out a final sigh before falling back on the bed pulling you with him.

“I can take a man’s life but I can barely braid my lady’s hair.” He muttered. You kissed him.

“We all have are strengths.” You laughed. He bit the top of your ear. You turned towards him smirking.  

“Yes I guess so.” He said kissing your lips finally. Beside you an alarm went off, and you bit your lip.  

“And I guess that you need to go.” You muttered. He nodded slowly, dragging his thumb along your cheek. “Have fun with your queen.” You said. He stood up looking at you slowly.  

“She’s only my countess.” He said. For a second you waited for him to say anything more but he just walked out of the room. You dragged your hand along the wall as you got up, keeping your eyes closed as if not to cry.  

You’d been there when they wed. You were James’s best friend, you’d always been his friend. Until one night, some fight with the Countess. He pulled you flush against him and he had kissed you passionately. Your heart hadn’t stopped racing since. He treated you so nicely, maybe because he knew how delicate you were, maybe because he knew how you’d always felt about him. Even so you knew you were just being used for comfort on rough nights, when Elizabeth showed her true feelings. She was using him for money. It was disgusting. He was so much better than her.  

You got up putting on your outfit from the night before, you held your shoes in your hands, as you walked down the hallway from whatever room hje’s booked for the night back to the room you always stayed in.

You took a long shower, some of the water seemed to drip from your eyes, you felt like your stomach was in knots. You stepped out of the shower only to find The Countess, holding a towel for you. She was in some exotic dress.  

“Look here. (Y/N). Please if you’re going to have a night out with my husband, don’t wear lipstick. It’s embarrassing to find such cheap makeup on his neck.” She smirked dragging a clawed nail along your nail. “Got it?” She asked. You nodded slowly fear coursing through your body.  

“Now get back to the work will you? We do have guests.” She said. You nodded again taking the towel from her and watching her leave the room. You throw up several times before getting dressed. You noticed a small nic on your neck from The Countess’s claw. You placed some makeup over it putting on your most expensive lipstick. Even though James would be busy tonight.  

You bit your lip pouring drinks at the bar, putting on a happy flirty act you were used to. You’d lived at the Cortez for free up until the marriage. She thought it was weird, having you stay there for free. James enchanted with his bride did whatever she said and put you to work if that’s what made her happy.  

“Now hows it going tonight?” You asked placing down a drink in front of someone else. The figure turned towards you smiling. You had to clench your fist.  

“Hello beautiful.” He smirked winking at you. You tried to smile but you hated all the lying you were doing to him. He’d been your best friend, god damn it. When he started killing you’d been there every step along the way. It’d been rough for you accepting James the way he was when you were younger, but you did, because you loved him. He leaned touching your neck, bringing back blood from your neck. “How’d you get this?” He asked. You shrugged.  

“Must have been a cat or something. Maybe I accidentally scraped it when I was putting my work clothes on. You know with all these sequins you could probably poke an eye out.” You laughed. James knew when you were lying, you hoped he wouldn’t have caught on.

“Yes, of course… Sequins.” He said looking behind him. “You can take off, I’ll get someone else to cover your shift. Go sleep, you look exhausted. Let me escort you.” He said. He helped you from the bar wrapping his arm up with yours. You walked up to your room in silence and he kissed your cheek at the door letting go of your hand.  

“Wait, James. Please don’t leave me.”  You muttered. He turned as if to laugh.  

“I have to go, I have business with Elizabeth.” He said. You nodded. But you grabbed his arm as soon as he moved.  

“James…” You said. He looked at you again. “I love you.” You muttered lightly. He smiled.  

“Well of course you do.” He said brushing a hand against your face before moving away again.  

“But the countess is calling.” You muttered. He shook his head.  

“No I’m going to talk to her about hurting you.” He said kissing you again. “I told her not to touch the love of my life, but she hardly ever listens does she.” He growled.  

You took in a deep breath. “The love of your life?” You asked. He laughed.  

A/N: I couldn’t find my muse with this one. I’m trying to get back into writing. I will open my ask really soon. Sorry if the Countess or Donovan are too OOC, i need to re-watch hotel to get back into the characters. Love this request! 

Countess X Reader

It was Sunday, a late dark night at the hotel when the two of you stumbled back in after whatever party she’d taken you too. You were tipsy, not sure if you had ingested any alcohol for if you were just drunk off the way she treated you. She would held you against her the whole night, flaunting you like you were the one to show off. Her fingers dragged along yours, pulling you around the room. Music played in the loudspeakers in her suite and she smiled lightly. Laughing with you as you sang some of the words.  

“You’re so cute, I feel like a lion about to tear apart a deer.” She said before kissing you lightly. “Take my hand.” She said putting her other hand out towards you. You did as told feeling her other hand slip around your waist. You laughed as she danced with you smiling and kissing you every so often. You sang with her to the music letting her dip you and spin you and hold you close.  

“You make me feel so young again.” She whispered into your neck. “Like I’m falling for someone for the first time.” She muttered. She kissed you again leaving another mark on her skin. “It’s been too long since I’ve had butterflies in my stomach, I wish you’d shown up sooner.” She whispered.  

“What are you talking about?” You asked. She shook her head, and smirked, spinning you again.  

“You’re just refreshing.” She said. She pulled you close to her. “Cute enough to eat.” She laughed. You rolled your eyes at her, spinning her this time. She dragged you once again before pushing you against the couch. Her fingers wrapped up in your hair. She kissed you roughly again. “Taste good enough to eat too.” She whispered.  

She bit you softly before sitting up, and taking your hand once again, leading backwards into the next room. The door closing behind you.  

The Countess stepped out of the room wiping red liquid from her lips, Donovan smirked. “So how was your meal?”  

“Mm good as always. What are you doing here?” She asked. Donovan shrugged.  

“Heard you’ve been flaunting some girl around, people are gonna ask what happened to her.” He muttered.  

“And why would they do that?” She smiled. There was a soft yawn in the other room, you sat up, feeling the bed beside you.  

“Darling?” You called, the Countess smiled.  

“I’ve got to go back she’s calling.”  

“You didn’t kill her?” Donovan asked. The Countess smirked.  

“Oh of course not.”  

“But, your meal?” Donovan furrowed his eyebrows. The Countess winked. 

She waved to Donovan before slipping back into the room with you. “Sorry babe, I was just getting something to drink.” She leaned down and kissed you.  

You stretched out in the silk bed, finding bare legs beside yours. Her fingers dragged up your side her lips pressing lightly against your neck. “Morning, my darling.” Her voice was deep and sultry. It made you shiver.  

“Morning Elizabeth.” You said turning and kissing her on her lips. She was always shocked by how forward you were, even with how shy you could be. She smiled at you kissing back rough. She smiled.  

“I have a meeting, I’ll be back soon. Wait for me here will you?” She asked you nodded drifting back to sleep.  

The next thing you knew you were awaken by a sharp pain in your neck, a gloved hand dragged along your neck. You were frozen in fear, unable to face your attacker/ You felt another sharp pain. “Elizabeth.”  You screamed. There was a dark laugh.  

“She isn’t coming to save you.” You heard a familiar voice say. Donovan. “You’re just another meal honey. I she really liked you she would have turned you already. You her plaything.” You felt the claw drag deeper into your skin and you let out another scream.  

The doors swung open and the claw was torn from your neck. You could feel the blood gushing from the wound. “DON’T YOU DARE TOUCH HER.” The Countess yelled pulling Donovan away from you. She threw him so hard against the wall he was knocked out before moving over to you. She kissed you.  

“Are you okay?” She asked. You were growing paler each second.  

“Eliza… -beth.” You choked out finally. You could feel the blood leaking from you. “I love you.”

“(Y/N), stop it. You’re not going to die. I won’t let you.” She whispered kissing you again.

“Goodbye, my countess.” You whispered before you eyes fluttered closed.  

A/N: So this was really hard for me to write, and i still don’t feel comfortable about it but i need to get something out so i stop hating myself about not writing. So here you go! Edit: I loved the prompt I've just had writers block on this one!

Kit Walker X Reader

The hallways of Briarcliff made you feel like you were lost, you were. You’d come from a further time than this but you couldn’t remember when. They had brought you back for some reason, something you wish they would have told you. You dragged your hands along the walls making your way to the Day Room. You tried to calm your nerves and you saw the guitar sitting by your chair. You promised you’d do this, Sister Mary Eunice was always so kind to delusional you. You owed her  

Kit sat next to you his hand brushing yours every once in awhile. He smiled at you. “Hey future girl.” He said. You smiled. Kit was the only one who believed you that the aliens brought you back to this time. You could hardly remember anything from your time, just the faint melodies of music and promise of amazing technology.  

“Oh (y/n), are you ready?” Sister Mary Eunice asked. You nodded slowly. She waved Kit away from you, never having liked that indulged in your delusions, but he too had had experiences with the aliens… Maybe somewhere there was a truth to both your stories that Mary would never understand.

“So this is a song from my time, in the future.” You started grabbing the guitar from the stand beside the chair. Everyone was sitting in a circle, at the moment you were the focus of the attention. Kit had been ordered to move across from you but it was better that way.  

“Yes, of course.” Mary said humoring you as always. You let out a breathe strumming your fingers on the guitar. Before looking up and meeting Kit’s brown eyes.  

“It was just the beginning I think that I was meant to be next to you, to you On this planet spinning I think that I was meant to be next to you, to you And you know I found the dust to be resilient And we’re the dirtiest of the dirt Every time we fall to pieces We build something new out of the hurt.”

You sang loudly. You remembered the first time you met Kit.  

His fingers rang around the chair, he was looking around the Day Room and as you were filed in you were shaking, new and soaked from the rain outside. Like magnets you were drawn together, it was the two of you against the world.  

He had reached out for you as you passed, fingers brushing against your hand, it was like electricity when your eyes met. You knew his name before he said it. He knew yours too. Like something inside of both of you had met before. They had said only one thing before you woke up in a strange time, “find him.” It wasn’t like real words, more like a feeling they gave you.  

“I found you.” You said to him his eyes widening.  

“I guess you did.” He laughed.  

Even though the two of you were stuck sick in Briarcliff maybe it wouldn’t be so bad.  

“And we can never come back to earth To earth, to earth, to earth, to earth We can never come back to earth To earth, to earth.”

Kit’s eyes seemed to melt when they met yours, he was smiling. He always said he loved the way you sang. You got so caught up in the memories and Kit’s smile that you hardly remembered you were singing for the whole room. You hit the last part of the song.

“The brightest things fade the fastest Whoa, whoa, whoa The brightest things fade the fastest Whoa, whoa, whoa.”  

You strummed along finishing up. Kit smiled at you. You could feel Mary Eunice’s frustrated stare.  

“Well that was an…. interesting performance.” Mary muttered, shaking her head at you.

A/N: Ah I’m sorry i didn’t add the bar scene but i thought it would be so fun to write the Countess vs. James March dynamic. it kinda drifted away from the request, I’m sorry. I hope this is okay…. 

James March X Reader 

You dragged your hand along the Cortez wall, smiling. You loved the Cortez. You’d stayed there since you were young, up until your family died. It was your first time back since then. You walked up to the counter smiling at the woman in front of you. “(Y/N)” You said to her giving her your brightest smile. She stared back at you dully, giving you a key. You were excited to find it was the room you’d stayed in when you were younger, even more surprisingly seeing familiar faces in the hotel that seemed to have never aged.  

“It can’t be.” There was a voice on from the end of the hall. “Darling.” You caught the eyes of the countess and you smiled. “You’ve gotten so big, my love.” She said. Your parents were business partners with the Elizabeth, you spent more time with her when you were younger than your own parents it seemed. She held your hand tightly smiling. “And you’ve grown as beautiful as your mother.” It was said with a slight sullen tone. She stroked your hair kissing your forehead.  "I’m so glad to be seeing you after so long.“ She said.  

"It’s a pleasure to see you too, Countess. I would have come back sooner but…” You started but she shook her head.  

“No need to explain, darling.” She squeezed your hand knowingly. “What are you doing right now?”  

“I was planning to just explore as always.” You muttered. She smiled.  

“Oh come to dinner with me than, I can’t part with you so soon…” She sighed.  

“I’d love to.”

You followed the Countess, her extravagance as bright as ever. She didn’t let go of your hand dragging you carefully along the hallway. “Wait here one moment please.”

“James, I brought a guest.” She called into the room as she stepped in. You could hear the crash of something in the room. “Come in, darling.” She called. You stepped into find a vase broken to pieces on the floor. A tall black haired man had his hands on the table his face slightly red. When he saw you his features soften and he walked towards you and the countess. He placed his hand out to you.  

“Why, I’m sorry, where are my manners. I’m James March, you must be (Y/N.)” He said, fixing his tie with his free hand. You nodded placing your hand in his. He kissed the top of your hand sweetly, You were unable to draw your eyes from him.  

“Now you might not remember, Mr. March, but this sweet child here has been a long time guest. Shes’ the last of the (L/N).” She said. She had a sly smirk on her face.  

“Who could ever forget such a beautiful smile?” He said lowering his hand with yours in it. He gestured to the table.“Please sit, join us.”  

You sat down on a chair on the right side of the long table March and the Countess sitting on opposite sides. “Now tell me, my child, how have you been?” Elizabeth inquired.  

“Alright.” You said thinking about your time in between the your last Cortez stays. For some reason it seemed foggy. Lost in some sort of mist. You could barely remember your last stay, just the bloodbath you’d stumbled on.  

“Well we sure have missed you, my lovely.” The Countess said sipping out of a glass on the table. “How have you been, James?” She asked smiling.  

“Quite frustrated with the new interior changes but… Things will have to change at some point.” He sighed. The conversation seemed very bland, they both seemed to be focused on you.  

“I was thinking of having (Y/N), stay in my suite. Just as she used to. It’s been so long.” She seemed to hold another sly smirk. James slammed down his drink.  

“Now, now, Elizabeth… Don’t you think, she’d be more comfortable in her own room?”  

“Donovan and I will take great care of her.” She said. James squirmed in his seat.  

“I would disagree.” He growled.  

“James, it’s not the time to be so protective. He was always like this with you. So worried. I bet you don’t even remember. He refused to let you around my game room for my children.” The Countess grit her teeth. “But I would say it’s for the best, you are so lovely now.” She sighed. You wanted to jump in to speak but you felt silenced by the strange strength of aura of both of your hosts. “Even going so far as to save her after I’d prepared such a wonderful meal for her.” She hissed.  

“Elizabeth, this is not the conversation we should be having now.”  

“Oh really? Because you’ve been taking quite a lot from me recently? What a annoying habit to have, James.” She growled. You swallowed.  

“Im sorry… Um did I miss something?” You asked lightly. The Countess turned to you.  

“No. Of course not. Just light banter.” She smiled brightly at you and you bit your lip. You didn’t notice but James was standing his fingers on your shoulder.  

“Why don’t we go have a drink in the bar, (Y/N)? Let Elizabeth calm down.” He said to you. You nodded. Watching the Countess glare at him, you felt a slight fear from how your old friend was acting. You felt something in the pit of your stomach. As you stood up, you felt, blacking out to complete darkness.  

You were in the hallway of the Cortez, dragging your hand along the wall. Your sister had her fingers wrapped in yours. The Countess as young as she always was smiled down at the two of you. “Now, thank you for bringing (Y/N) to me.” The countess said stealing your hand from your sister. Your sister nodded heading back to your room.  

“What are you doing, Elizabeth?” James said from behind her. She smiled.  

“Adding another princess to my castle.” She said kissing the top of your head. You smiled at her.  

“What of her family?”  

“Well her father is taking care of that as we speak. He thinks I’m changing him, what am idiot.” She said she leaned down towards you.  

“Would you like to stay here with me forever?” The Countess asked you. You looked up towards James.  

“Will James be there?” You asked. The Countess let out a sigh.  

“If you want him to be, darling.” She said. James smirked.  

“Now, now, Elizabeth. Why don’t you have me walk her to the game room while you finish off her family?” He said. The Countess smiled sullenly, letting go of your hand.  

“Yes, I guess that would be the best idea.” She let you grip on to James’s hand. His eyes seemed dark as he watched her walk away.  

“(Y/N), We’re going to play hide and seek. You’re going to run far from the hotel and don’t come back until you see the blue and red lights.” He growled. You looked up at him. “Run.” He whispered to you.  

When you woke up your eyes met the familiar brown ones. James had you in his arms. “James.” You said. He smiled.

“Sorry, Elizabeth. You can have everything in hotel, but (Y/N).” He said. He stared at the Countess, grabbing your hand. His lips finding yours. The Countess glared as he pulled you up from the ground. She stepped in front of the two of you.  

“Run.” He said pulling you out the door, running with you down the halls of the Cortez.  

When you got back to your room, James smiled, winking at you. “I did miss you.” He said shyly. You smirked, leaning up to kiss him. He smirked.  

A/N: I am so sorry for not having more out. Not only was I stuck on this one but its December so I’m working almost everyday. I hope this okay. It’s a little choppy but I tried.

Tate Langdon X Reader

A/N: Blah i hope this one was okay, I didn’t know how to incorporate the reader being plus sized into the story, but i tried my best. As a note to anyone who is reading this, and thinks they’re over weight. Remember your fucking beautiful and fuck whoever says differently.YOU’RE A GODDESS!!!!

Jimmy Darling X Reader

“Well, hello again, what can I get you?” You asked smiling to the teen at the counter.You were a new hire at the diner and Jimmy had quite the eye on you. He’d been coming to diner for a two weeks straight, just to sit in your section. Jimmy smiled at you slyly looking down at the menu.

“Well since I don’t see that you’re on the menu. I’d like a hot coffee and some waffles, please..” Jimmy said batting his pretty eyes at you like always.  

“Hmm I’m not, I"ll have to talk to my manager about getting that on there for you.” You bit your lip playing along with Jimmy. He smiled.  "Cream and two sugars in the coffee right?“ You asked. Jimmy nodded. You went back into the kitchen get his coffee, placing the order on the kitchen wheel. Margaret, your coworker, stepped in after you.  

“You know he’s a freak right? From that show?” She whispered to you. You raised an eyebrow at her.  

“And that matters because?” You said.  

“Well, those gloves on his hand cover those fucking meaty claws.” She hissed. “It’s disgusting.”  She was louder this time and you could see Jimmy look up from his spot into the kitchen window.  

“Margaret… What did I tell you of getting jealous when some people are just more beautiful than you? Don’t even start with me, you would kill for different colored eyes. Why does his hands not make him anymore beautiful? Because I certainly think they do. I think you should go apologize to Jimmy, because he’s a nice paying customer and you’re been a down right bitch.” You hissed at her. Going out with a smile and placing down Jimmy’s coffee.  

“Sorry for the wait, Darling. Couldn’t find the cream. ” You said turning back on your smiling face.

“Thanks.” Jimmy said as you started to walk off. You turned back.

“For what? Basic human decency. No need for thanks there. I was just stating what some people really need to get through their thick skulls. Also don’t think you have to wear those gloves in here if you don’t want to. If anyone gives you any trouble I will throw them out in a heartbeat.” The bell rung behind you and grabbed Jimmy’s waffles placing them down in front of him. Jimmy stared at you for a moment before smiling.  

“Come to the show tonight. You haven’t seen us perform yet have you? It’s on me.” He said.  

“Really? I can’t have you do that. In that case breakfast is on Mars and I.”  

Margaret let out a dramatic sigh from her spot on the counter and you waved a hand dismissively in her direction. Jimmy ate his waffles smiling at you the whole time.  

When you got off work you stretch out yawning pulling some change from a jar in the back you’d started for bus fees. You placed it in your cubby grabbing your clothes.  

“I can’t believe you today.” You sighed, going into the changing room to find Mars.  

Margaret rolled her eyes at you. “Yeah and thanks for embarrassing me in front of everyone. Bitch, nice one… Couldn’t think of anything else, fatty?” She hissed at you.  

“I swear to fucking god if you say one more word out of that pretty little mouth of yours.”  

“What? You’ll eat me.” She said. You grit your teeth, that one actually hurting a little.  

“Go fuck yourself, Mars. With that attitude that’s only reason you’d get any in the first place.” You said leaving to change in the bathroom instead. When you got in there you stared at yourself in the mirror for too long. Following your stretch marks like they were fire on your skin. You let out a sigh putting back on your outfit from before work. You moved away from the mirror slowly, deciding that it was better to just head home tonight.  

When you got outside you were surprised to find Jimmy parked out front. He was waiting for you with flowers. “Jimmy, what are you doing here?” You asked. He rubbed the back of his neck, nervously, he wasn’t wearing his gloves.  

“I remembered you got off work before the show started and I thought it’d be nice to drive in with some arm candy by my side.” He said looking up at you, You let out a laugh, shaking your head.  

“Well you sure know how to flatter a girl, Jimmy. I hope your not expecting free breakfast every morning.” He laughed handed you the flowers covering them up with something for the ride, before tapping the back of his motorcycle. You got on after him wrapping your arms around his waist.  

“Now hold on tight.”  

Jimmy had gotten you a front row seat, he’d placed you the middle so every time he came out on stage you got a direct view of him. You hardly watched anyone else, eyes even following to the sides where he hid behind the curtains, though showing just enough where the two of you would smile at each other. When the show ended, Jimmy dropped down in front of you.  

“So what did you think?” He asked. straightening out his button up shirt.  

“You were perfect.” You said. He laughed,  

“Well I do try.”  

He sat next to you, handing you another gift, your favorite colors stung up in cotton candy. You smiled but your mind was on what Margaret said earlier. “Aw thank you but I can’t. I’m on one of those sugar free diets to lose some weight.” You said. He stared at you for a second.  

“Why would you need to lose any weight?”

“Well just…” You bit your lip looking down.  

“You are probably the most beautiful I’ve ever seen. I can’t even fathom you thinking you need to doing anything to change yourself. I like everything about you. Would you ask Leonardo da Vinci to change the Mona Lisa?”  

“Jimmy…"You looked down.  

"I’m not lying to you. You have that look on your face.”  

“I think I should go home.” You said starting to stand up but Jimmy grabbed your arm, he kissed you slowly but fiercely. Showing any way he could that he cared. You stumbled backwards, red from the kiss.  

“I like you a lot, (Y/N). You know the only angels I thought I’d seen were here, amongst us. Like Ma Petite or Pepper. But you…. You’re an angel….” He said. “Damn right fucking gorgeous and honestly I haven’t had my mind on anything but you since you started working at the diner.” He said. You looked up shyly at him.  

“Well I guess I could give you a couple free breakfasts.” You mumbled smiling up at him.  

“How about another hundred kisses and the honor of going steady with you?” He asked.