— dreamlover come rescue me

AN: is this too niche… I haven’t written since like late oct early nov? I started working and it hasn’t given me much time to do the things I like (but I really like my job so I’m either way!) but I’m currently on spring break so im trying to edit and write and just do what I can’t do during the week :)

Warnings: fem!reader, Latina!reader in mind (for the plot, might turn this into a small series..) reader is 18, John is 18

“Welcome to Boston fitness” you recite your voice flat. “Hi, we’d like to sign up” you look up, recognizing the boy? Man? In front of you. “John Bennett,” you hum amused. “You and ted gonna get fit or somethin’?” He shakes his head with a laugh. “No, I’m just here for moral support” Ted cuts in, you nod handing john a clipboard. “Fill this out and I’ll need your ID” John sets his ID down and they walk away.

“And You’re absolutely sure about this Johnny?” Ted asks John as they sit down on the plastic chairs. “Yes” John says confidently, Ted nods.

You go over his filled out form, making copies once you know it’s viable. “Alrighty, well down payment is sixty bucks and then it’ll be twenty every fifth of the month” you smile kindly handing him his ID back.

“Great,” John hands you the money, you count it before handing him his receipt. “Alright, welcome to the Boston fitness family” you staple together the copies and hand him his temporary membership card. “The plastic one should arrive in the mail in a week or two”

“Thanks” John nods.

You hadn’t really expected John Bennett to continue coming to the gym, let alone see him actually gain some muscle, it was so odd seeing him actually looking like a man.

“Mornin’!” He greets walking through the front door. “No Ted today?” He shakes his head. “He had a doctor’s appointment” you tilt your head in confusion but decide against asking questions, he was a stuffed bear for god’s sake. “Alright” you hum and scan his membership card.

He heads to towards the bicep curl machine first and starts his set.

You try not to make your stares obvious but he made it incredibly difficult.

The sweat dripped down his back, the wife beater he was wearing giving you access to the way his shoulders blades contracted. “Fuck” you groan to yourself forcing yourself to look away.

An hour had gone by and John had finally finished his routine, he made his way towards the counter and leaned against it, his body was drenched in sweat and if it were anyone else you’d be gagging but it was him and you had never been more turned on.

“So, are you the only person who works here?” He asks before take a swig of his water. “I’m the only person who works the front counter, nobody else likes doing it and I prefer it, I do not wanna wipe down those machines, have you seen the men that come in here?” He laughs, and you feel yourself blush.

“Yeah, good call, that hairy dude goes commando” it was your turn to laugh, and John felt like he was going to faint.

“Hey…, this might be too forward, and feel free to say no!— but,” since John’s decision to join the gym he had new found confidence in his day to day life , but talking to a girl way out of his league and trying to ask her for her number? Yeah, That would probably never be easy for him.

“can, can I get your number?” He manages to get out and you smile, nodding. “I honestly thought you’d never ask” his face was a deep red as he watched you scribble your number down on a card. “Oh god, thank god, I was nearly gonna shit my pants” you look up holding back a smile, he grimaces. “I didn’t— fuck, sorry— I always,” you giggle watching him fumble over his words, and he pauses watching you.

“Sorry, that, I didn’t mean to say that” you shake your head still laughing. “You’re really adorable” you hand him the card with your number on it. “Make sure to call after nine my dad is usually asleep by then” he nods. “Ok, right after nine got, I will definitely be calling you” he smiles brightly walking backwards towards the door. “Bye” you a wave him off giggling as he almost trips but continues to smile at you like nothing happened.

The phone rings once, then twice and you answer it before it can ring again. “Hello?” John’s voice rings from the phone, you smile wrapping the cord around your fingers. “John, hi” you hear him shift over the line and you do the same, sitting on the ground your back against your bed.

You talk for hours, the conversation flowing, as if you’d know everything about eachother all your lives. “You know, you’re like the first person I’ve spoken to that I actually feel understands me,” you tell him. John froze on his side. “What? But you were like popular,” you scoff, shaking your head. “Yeah, but those people didn’t actually like me for me, they just wanted to use me to gain something, I hated them,” John frowns, tugging the phone close to his ear. “I feel the same about you, Ted gets me but he’s, it’s different he’s not—“

“Human?” You finish for him, he laughs softly. “Yeah, but I don’t think I would’ve survived the last two years of high school without him” you giggle. “I should’ve wised for one of my stuffed toys to come to life” you joke, John huffs a laugh. “Yeah, you still can you know, it’s never too late”

“Yeah, well I don’t think I’ll need to” you say softly.

I’m a sad shell of a women and I’ve got maggots for brains~

John Bennett x bimbo!fem!reader

NOT PROOFREAD!

warnings: smuttt….. but towards the end…. John Bennett is in fact 20 because it is following my previous fic requested by a lovely anon which you can find here. I feel like This really short but it came to me while listening to OR’s new album (soso good)

notes: minute phones I know nothing about I was born in 07…. But like for the plot I tried…. If y’all want more of these two let me know + if you have any requests pls don’t be afraid to send them to me!!! My ask box is always open ! and it doesn’t even have to be John Bennett I have a list of the people I write for on my masterlist!

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It had only been a day since John had left for a ‘boy’s trip’ with Ted and it had felt like months.

y/n had no clue what to do, she tried reading her magazines, that worked for about fifteen minutes before it all started blurring and her mind ran back to John. Maybe she should call him…. No,no she can’t, he always let her enjoy her day without him bothering her.

She sighed, deciding to fix herself up, maybe she would go out.

She showered, curled her hair, did her makeup and then sat at her vanity just staring at herself. She groaned, throwing her forehead down onto the dresser. “I’m gonna call him” she said to herself standing to grab her minute phone. She flipped it open, and searched for his contact, she started at it thinking, would he be annoyed? Would she come off too clingy? She flipped it shut and threw it onto the bed.

She had never the hours go by slower, it was currently six fifty five and she swore, everytime she looked at the clock the time stayed the same. She missed John and she missed him bad.

She stood in the kitchen heating up the leftovers from last night when she heard her phone ringing, she jumped up running to grab it.

“Hello?” She said with a smile on her face. “Hi baby” John’s voice rang through the phone. “I miss you” she said softly. “I miss you too baby, but good news,” she hummed. “We’re heading back early,” she gasped. “Really? But, aw Johnny, why?” She was happy but now he wouldn’t be able to enjoy his weekend. “Well, because I really miss you and because Ted lost all his money at the casino so now we can’t pay for a hotel room” she laughed softly and John couldn’t help but smile. “I miss your face so badly” she smiled a lovesick sigh leaving her. “I miss you so badly Johnny, I have never felt so bored in my life, don’t ever leave again” he laughed softly. “I won’t baby, I promise felt like I couldn’t function without you”

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“Baby? We’re home” she heard his voice from the bedroom, she ran to greet him. “Johnny!” She threw herself into his arms, inhaling his scent. He kissed her head repeatedly, Ted pushed past them with a gagging sound. “Sick” he muttered walking into his room. “He’s just mad he lost his money” John joked, she laughed, looking up at him. “Hi” he grinned. “Hi” she felt so shy under his gaze, he bent down kissing her. “I missed these lips” he murmured, she whined into his lips, her hands finding his curls.

“I was so bored Johnny” she sighed softly as he kissed down her neck, “yeah?” She nodded. “I got all pretty but it felt like it was for nothing because you weren’t here to watch me and give me compliments” she pouted. “Aw, baby, I’m sorry, fuck, you do look so pretty baby,” he nipped at her ear. Her breath hitched. “You promise?” He nodded.

“I swear baby” his hand ran down her back, before squeezing at her ass. “Johnny!” She let out an airy moan. “M’sorry baby, I missed my pretty girl so badly” he grabbed her hand pulling it down so she could feel his growing bulge. “Johnny,” she gasped. “Please baby, look what you do to me”

She pulled him into the bedroom, pushing him to sit on the bed. She quickly reapplied her gloss knowing how crazy it drove him, before sinking to her knees infront of him.

“Fuck,” his voice was shaky as she held his leaking member in her hands. “I missed this pretty cock” she murmured, kissing the tip, her glossy lips softly took him into her mouth, John sucked a breath in. “Oh god,” her head slowly bobbed up and down, the wet noises they made had him go crazy. “Fuck! Oh,” his hand pawed at her hair, trying to gather it.

she came back up for air, meeting his eyes, and he swore he could come right then and there. She toyed with him hitting his cock against her flat tongue her hand twisting around him. “Come in my mouth, please Johnny,” she whined, her lips wrapping around the head of his dripping cock, she sucked hard then slowly and that really drove him crazy. “Oh fuck, ah, I’m gonna— shit, baby,” his hand pulled at her hair the other one pulled at the bed sheets. He came with a loud cry, his hips slowly thrusting up. “Fuck,” he whined, she sucked every drop of him up, swallowing every bit of it. She pulled his softening cock out and tapped it against her cheeks. “I missed you” she spoke directly to his cock, kissing the tip of it. “Baby” he groaned. She stood straddling his lap.

He pulled her down kissing her. “I fucking love you” she giggled. “