Hold My Hand: John Wick x Reader Chapter 136
warnings: nsfw, dual pov (** indicate pov change)
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“Haunted houses aren’t even scary.”
Five words you never should have spoken, because it sent Jimmy down a research spiral of every haunted house in Nassau County. He and John have been texting like teenagers for the past two days now over different places they can take you and Tess since ‘haunted houses aren’t even scary’.
Sure, the thought of going into a dark building that is completely unfamiliar is absolutely terrifying, but there’s nothing scary about the corny clown masks and the plastic machetes, or the strobing lights and the sound of a 20 year old trying to get a scream out of you by putting on his best gravelly ‘zombie’ voice. But Jimmy is dead set on finding some place.
Halloween is a few days away, so hopefully he’ll give up on the research by then.
“You know…” you walk into the office and set a book on the desk as John looks at you, “There are days where I’m really glad that we own a bookshop.”
“Yeah, why? Because it was your dream?”
You smile as you nod, then you take a deep breath and tap your pointer finger on the book you set down, “Mostly because I can read books that I end up hating and I didn’t have to pay a dime for it. I feel much better loathing a book that I didn’t pay for.”
John laughs, “You know we pay for these books though, right? We buy them then turn around and make the money back--”
“Just let me have this, Jonathan. Let me live in this for a moment,” you say, putting your hand up as he laughs more, “Also, I’ve been with you for too long. Not in a bad way--never in a bad way.”
“Oh, have you now?” he laughs, leaning in with more curiosity, “Why is that?”
“Well, I’ve been reading a lot of murders, mysteries, and thrillers for this month, and I feel like I have everything figured out. If the man is described as mysterious, there’s probably a reason, like hmm…I don’t know, he’s a murderer who is hiding bodies under his deck in the backyard.”
John laughs, “Spoiler alert.”
Rolling your eyes playfully, you turn and rest your hands on the desk, “It wasn’t in this book, Wick. I just feel like after spending two years with you and having you annoy me with all your…knowledge, I can figure out every twist in these books.”
“I beg to differ,” he says, and you stand up to cross your arms, “We watched that movie the other night and you were so wrong. So wrong.”
“Yeah, well, that plot twist was stupid.” you say, and John playfully narrows his eyes at you, “It was stupid. You even admitted that.”
John laughs as you lean down to kiss him, “Another bad review then?”
“Yeah,” you exhale as you grab a little card to write your review, “It was interesting at first, but it quickly stopped being interesting. I didn’t like any of the characters either. If I had to pay $15 for this, I would ask for my money back. I would not blame someone if they came in and returned this book.”
“Peach, remember, nice reviews.” John says, cocking up his brow. “Maybe you just need a nice romance book.”
You scoff quietly as you roll your eyes, “The last romance book I read had me crying for three chapters straight because they were so cute, then boom! Miscommunication trope. Like, why can’t people just talk? That’s why you and I never seem to fight anymore. If you’re pissing me off, I’ll just call you out and say something about.”
“Just like a wife,” John teases, and you roll your eyes as you laugh. “Have we had any miscommunication? I don’t think so?”
“Hmm,” you hum as you think, “I don’t think so, really. I mean, maybe when we first met. Anyway, I don’t need to read any romance books when I live a romance book. My life with you is pretty fucking magical.”
John scoffs, “I’m not as hot as those guys in those books.”
“Jonathan Wick, are you…fishing for compliments?”
“I don’t know. Am I getting any bites?” he says, and you lean over his desk and playfully bite his finger before sliding it into your mouth as he watches you closely.
You suck on his finger and hold his gaze, then you stand up, “You know damn well that you’re hot like those guys--even hotter. You’re sexy as hell, Wick. Honestly, there’s no reason you should be this sexy, yet here you are.”
John gives you a wink that makes you laugh a little, then you nod and look at the piece of paper as you think of something nice to write. That book was pretty fast paced, that’s a positive. That’s…that’s all you can really think of. You sit on the couch and exhale loudly, then you toss the card aside.
“I’ll just get a review from the site,” you say as you get up and walk over to see what John is working on. You lean against his shoulder as he types on the laptop--responding to an email about a book--then you move to stand behind the chair as you massage his shoulders, “What’s the plan for tonight?”
John sits back in his chair and hums, “Keep doing that and find out.”
You chuckle as you lean down closer to his ear, “Well, come on, that’s a given, right?”
Tilting John’s chin up, you lean down and kiss him a few times as his hand rests on the back of your head to pull you closer and deepen the kiss. You hear the bell above the door ring, so you lean up a little and smile at him.
“I got it.”
John lets out a small breath and nods his head, then he reaches out to spank you when you walk past. You wink at him from over your shoulder, then you head out to see who has just come in.
After helping the customer and ringing them up, you wait a few moments, then you head back to the office and smile when John looks at you. He wiggles his brows a little, and you laugh as you walk over to sit on the couch.
“So, you figured out Ro’s costume yet?”
“I bought two different ones, but I think I’ve landed on one. Does dad want a fashion show?”
John smiles as he looks at you, “Of course. Come here.”
You get up and walk over to sit on John’s lap, and you both wrap your arms around each other as you kiss. John reaches up to tuck your hair behind your ear, then he brushes his finger along your jawline before leaning up to kiss you. You both look over when his phone buzzes, and he leans forward to read the text.
“Jimmy found a haunted house.”
You groan as you get off his lap, “You two are like children.”
“We’re going.” he says, and you raise your brows as you look at him, “I’ll protect you.”
“From teenagers pretending to be scary? Yes, thank you. My big strong man.” you tease, which causes John to frown a little, “I’m not scared of haunted houses.”
John laughs and puts his hands up, “Fine. I won’t protect you then.”
“You know that that just hurt you to say that, right?”
“Right,” he laughs as he gets up and rushes over to you, hugging you tight in his arms, “I’ll always protect you.”
You hug him tight and kiss his cheek, “I know, and it’s one of the many reasons I love you.”
John holds your gaze for a moment, then he leans down and kisses you as his hands find their way down to your ass.
Since having Ronan, things have definitely been a little different. Your routine now includes a baby, which means naps, feedings, playtime, and diaper changes. It’s different from what you’re used to, but she really just fit right into everything. Your routine isn’t so dramatically different that you feel like life is different. Life is good. It feels right! She was the little puzzle piece that was missing all along.
And since having a baby, you and John have gotten right back to where you were before intimacy-wise. It took a few times for you to not feel so nervous every time the two of you had sex but things went really well. John was always considerate and gentle with you since you were still a little cautious about everything, but it didn’t take long for that to wear off and for the two of you to return to normal again. Sex with John has always been gentle, generous, and incredibly passionate. It’s nice that that wasn’t lost.
The bell above the door rings as it opens, and it forces you and John to pull apart. He ruffles your hair and walks past you to see who it is, and you sit down on the couch and look down at the blank sheet of paper meant for a book review. You grab your pen and click the top of it, then you begin to write a not-so-honest review.
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As soon as the door opens, you hear Ronan babbling and cooing in her car seat and John talking to her. You smile as you come around the corner, and you wiggle your fingers and walk closer to her as she laughs in John’s arms.
“Gimme that baby!” you take her and blow raspberries in the crook of her neck as she laughs, then you hold her up and smile, “Hi, bug.”
John smiles as he reaches over to pull the hat off her head, “She was so giggly when I got her tonight. Mom said she was pretty giggly all day too.”
Ronan has started laughing lately but it’s not quite a laugh--she’s only two months--it’s more of a weird little noise. John discovered it the other day when Ronan was sitting in her bouncer and John was clicking his pen while thinking up a grocery list. He clicked it and heard a little noise from her, and you looked up from the (terrible) book you were reading and you both started at each other. The clicking of pens make her laugh, but her daddy making silly voices is probably what gets the most giggles. Apparently everything is funny to her today though.
You hold Ronan in your arms and close your eyes, then you lean back to look at her, “You getting hungry?”
“I am. Smells so damn good in here,” John says as he touches your waist and heads into the kitchen.
You follow behind him as you bounce Ronan in your arms, then you press the button on the machine to make a bottle for Ronan. John begins to make a plate for himself and you while you walk over to the table, then you get Ronan in your arms and rest your elbow on the table so she’s propped up enough to take her bottle.
“You got a whole system down.”
“I do!” you laugh as you take your plate from John, “I just need one hand free to eat with.”
John sits down and reaches over to pinch Ronan’s chubby cheek, then he cuts into his food and takes a bite. You sit in silence for a few minutes while the two of you inhale your food, then you look down at Ronan as she drinks her bottle.
“Bug, are you gonna go trick or treating with your friends?” you ask, and she reaches up and tugs at a strand of your hair. “You’re gonna look so cute in your costume too. Daddy will think you look so pretty.”
“I’m still curious to know what this costume is.”
You smile as you look at him, “As long as you got a costume too.”
“Hey, we’re not going to a Halloween party this year, so I don’t have to wear a costume.”
“Don’t be a party pooper!” you say, and Ronan makes a loud noise, “Yeah, you tell daddy to stop being so boring.”
John laughs as he reaches over to take Ronan, “Tell momma to stop being so--”
“Ah, ah!” you put your finger up and raise your brows, “Choose your next words carefully, Wick.”
“Your mother…”
You gasp as John laughs, “Don’t call me mother.”
John laughs as he leans over to kiss you a few times, then he bounces Ronan and looks at her, “Kinda crazy about your mother, Ro.”
“Your father…” you lean over and smile at Ronan as John laughs, then you look at him, “Your father is, ugh, kind of ridiculously handsome and incredibly charming. What’s a girl to do?”
“I love you, peach.”
You reach over and cup his face, “I love you too. Just don’t call me mother.”
John laughs when you wink at him as you get up to get a drink, then he leans closer to Ronan, “We’ll call her that when she’s not listening.”
“I heard that!”
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Truth be told, you were kind of hoping Jimmy would drop the whole haunted house thing, but you know him, so you knew that wasn’t actually going to happen. He says he found a place in Fernbrook which is about 45 minutes away, so by the time you got there, it was already dark and chilly.
Ronan is with your parents again tonight--they don’t mind, of course--so it’s just the four of you. Tess, Jimmy, John, and you. You’re sure there will be more people at the haunted house when you get there, but you wish you would have invited Amanda and Aurelio too.
“So, do you know anything about this place?” you ask, looking over at John’s face lit up by the dashboard. You look out the window as you drive past what you assume is the haunted house, then you look at John, “Uh, we passed it.”
John nods, “Yeah, I just noticed that too. And no, I don’t know anything.”
You hold tight to John’s right hand and look out the window as John continues to follow Jimmy down a dark road. John squeezes your hand a few times to get you to look at him, then he kisses the back of your hand.
“I love you.” he says, kissing your hand over and over.
“I love you too,” you smile as you tilt your head back against the seat and look at him, then you look out the window when you see Jimmy’s brake lights coming on. “Are we here?”
John lets go of your hand to turn, then he shrugs, “I guess.”
You look out the window at the abandoned building and furrow your brow, “Uh, weird.”
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I look over at Y/N as she gets out of the car, then I quickly get out and walk over to take her hand. I agree, this is weird but this is the kind of shit Jimmy does. I know it’s not dangerous since he’s willingly bringing his wife here, and Tess would absolutely yell at him if it wasn’t safe.
Jimmy claps his hands as he gets out of his truck, then he grabs flashlights from the back, “Alright.”
Tess gestures to the building, “I thought we were going to a haunted house.”
Jimmy smiles, “We are, well, it’s an abandoned school, but it’s haunted, like really haunted.”
Y/N rolls her eyes as she laughs, “Okay.”
Tess shoves his shoulder, “You didn’t say it was haunted. You just said it was abandoned.”
“Why are you both ganging up on me?” he laughs, and I chuckle as I take the flashlights. “Come on, it’ll be fun.”
Y/N looks up at me and holds tight to my hand, “Are you sure about this?”
“It’s just an empty building.”
“But empty buildings can be scary.” she whispers, and she sounds so tiny and cute.
I lean down and kiss her forehead, “You’ll be okay. I’m right here. I won’t let go of your hand the entire time.”
We all follow behind Jimmy as he walks up to the door and tries to pull it open but it’s stuck or locked. He gestures to the window and hops in, then he reaches out and helps Tess. I look at Y/N and gesture for her to go first, then I crawl through the window after Jimmy helps her in.
The foyer is just as spacious and empty as it feels. There’s broken glass and wood all over the floor, and I shine my light down to make sure everyone has on sensible shoes. Y/N steps on a piece of glass and gasps as she looks down, then she exhales and closes her eyes for a moment.
“Thank god I wore these boots.”
“We should split up,” Tess says, and I swear Y/N is going to pass out, “Stop! It’s not really haunted.”
Almost on cue, something behind the front desk falls and causes both the girls to scream loudly. They cling to each other and shine their lights over to it, and Jimmy walks over to check it out. He holds up what looks like part of the ceiling, then he flashes his light up.
“This place is falling apart, so we should be extra careful.”
“So, not only do we have to worry about someone being here, we also have to worry about the place falling in on us.” Y/N says, then she exhales. “Yeah, no, this is totally cool.”
Jimmy laughs as he reaches for Tess’ hand, “We’ll be fine.”
I look over at Y/N as she stands frozen in place, “You good?”
“Trying really hard to look tough right now but if we’re being honest, no.” she says, then she laughs as she looks at me, “I’m terrified. I’m terrified that something is going to happen and everyone will leave me in here alone.”
“Hey,” I cup her face, “Why the hell would I leave you behind?”
Y/N nods as she looks at me, “You’re John Wick, so you’re not really scared of anything anyway.”
“If I see a little kid or hear noises in the opposite direction of us, I’m grabbing you and getting the fuck out of here.” I say as she laughs. “Come on, it’s just an empty building, mouse.”
**
You look up at John and nod your head, then you hold tight to his hand as you walk through the empty hallway with him. Jimmy and Tess are already way ahead of you two, but you know she’s safe with him if something were to happen. Sure, he wasn’t the best cop, but he does still have some training if someone were to attack them.
Walking past every room, you shine your light in it and look around as if someone is just hiding around the corner, then you cling to John’s arm tighter when you freak yourself out over the thought.
Your heart beats faster in your chest when you see a face staring at you, but you realize it’s just your reflection in a mirror on the wall so you suppress a scream. You close your eyes and inhale deeply, then you look down the hallway.
The problem with the dark is that your eyes can make something up, something that you know isn’t there. You know that there isn’t a black figure standing down at the end of hallway but your eyes are making you see that. You shine your flashlight down the hall and relax when you see nothing there. You look over your shoulder to make sure no one is following you, then you look ahead and swallow hard.
“You okay?”
“Yeah,” you say so softly that John leans down and shines his light up to see your face. You smile at him as you walk through the hall, then you finally catch up to Jimmy and Tess in a massive gym.
John looks at you and rubs your back, then he leans down to kiss you, “He wanted to actually scare you, but I told him it wouldn’t work.”
“What?”
“Yeah,” John laughs quietly, then he whispers, “He’s like a big brother to you, he’s just teasing you. It’s all in good fun, baby.”
Which is true. Jimmy really is like a big brother who constantly teases you and is trying to get a rise out of you.
“If I ask you to play along with me, will you?” you whisper, and John nods his head.
You know this was all Jimmy’s idea to get back at you for saying haunted houses weren’t scary. Even though it’s terrifying in here and about two minutes ago you almost screamed after seeing your own reflection, you’re about to fuck with Jimmy.
You look at John and smirk a little, then you frown, “I feel like someone is following us.”
“Really?” he asks, and you nod as you look at him. “I can go look around. This place isn’t that big, but it’s just us here.”
“What?” Jimmy walks over with Tess’ hand tight in his grasp.
John nods to you, “She says she feels like someone is in here.”
Tess looks at you and holds your gaze, then she smirks when you wink at her. She inhales deeply and shivers, “It doesn’t feel like it’s just us anymore.”
“Maybe you two should go look,” you suggest, and John nods his head. “We’ll just stay in here.”
John leans down to kiss you, then he cups your face, “Stay here, don’t move.”
“I’ll be right here.” you say as John holds your gaze.
Tess grabs your hand and holds it tight as John and Jimmy leave, then she looks at you, “I know for a fact Jimmy is shitting his pants right now.”
“Good,” you laugh, “I told him that haunted houses weren’t scary, so I’m going to get him back for trying to scare me. Come on.”
Holding hands with Tess, you quietly make your way to the back office in the gym. You both shine your flashlights around to find an exit door, then you find the door almost pushed shut by a big cabinet, but you’ll be able to squeeze through.
“Thank god, I’m not pregnant anymore,” you whisper as you squeeze through the door, then you tiptoe with Tess down the hall to a room where the two of you can hide in a closet.
“I’m so nervous for some reason.”
“I’m gonna text John to tell him where we are.” you say, quickly shooting John a text to let him know, then you hold your phone tight in your hand.
Tess puts her hand over her mouth to stop herself from laughing when there are footsteps outside the closet, then she looks at you and furrows her brow. You peek through the crack of the door to see who it is but you don’t see anyone, then you look at your phone.
We’re on the other end right now, we’re on our way.
You furrow your brow and show Tess the text, and she widens her eyes.
There were absolutely footsteps right outside the closet where you’re hiding. If John and Jimmy are at the other end, there’s no way that they could have gotten back fast enough to be outside the door.
“Who is out there?” Tess whispers, and you shrug.
“I was joking when I said I felt like someone was following us.” you say, then you text John again.
The joke is off. There’s really someone in here. Come get us NOW.
Tess exhales shakily and holds tight to your hand, “Let’s go find them.”
“Tess,” you whisper loudly, “No! I’m not really in the mood to be murdered.”
“Oh, come on,” she laughs, pulling your arm, “Let’s just get outside.”
Holding tight to her hand, you grimace every time you step on some crunchy glass, then you flash the light from each room to the next as you search for John. You finally get back to the front doors and look around for John, then you shrug.
You press your phone to your ear and listen as it rings but it goes to voicemail as you groan, “Come on.”
A loud bang comes from the room next to you, and you quickly turn around and shine your light into the room as you slowly walk into it. Your heart is beating loudly in your chest as you get closer, and you close your eyes and scream at the top of your lungs when John and Jimmy both jump out at you.
“Oh, you assholes!” you laugh, shoving both of them. “You are so mean to me!”
“You two wanted to scare us!” Jimmy laughs, “That’s not happening on my watch, little sis.”
Tess scoffs, “I can scare the shit out of you right now.”
“Oh, yeah, go on then.” Jimmy says, crossing his arms.
“I’m pregnant. Why do you think I passed on the wine your mom offered me the other night?” she says, holding his gaze as he widens his eyes.
You look at John and playfully narrow your eyes at him, “You’re mean!”
“Hey,” he grabs your hands and pulls you back to him, “Come on. You were gonna scare me too. It’s payback.”
“Still mean, Wick.” you say, then you look over at Jimmy as he stands there stunned over Tess’ news.
Tess scoffs and rolls her eyes, “I’m kidding. I’m not pregnant. God, you’re gullible.”
John takes your hand and holds it tight as you all walk back over to the window to get out, and he quickly crawls out first. He reaches in for you and helps you out, and you wrap your arms around his neck and hold tight to him as he helps you through the narrow window.
“Kinda craving pancakes.” Jimmy says, and you glare at him as he laughs, “Come on, you thought it was funny.”
You did, to be honest, but it’s fun to fuck with Jimmy.
You playfully shove his shoulder, then you laugh, “Yeah, okay, so it was a good scare. Still gotta get you back though.”
Jimmy laughs, “I’ll be waiting.”
John rubs your back and walks over to the car with you, then he opens the door and looks at Jimmy, “Stella’s diner?”
“Sounds good.” he nods, then he helps Tess in the car.
You look at John and sigh a little, “It was you outside the door, wasn’t it?”
“You think I was going to leave you in that building alone?” he says, and you soften a little. “Of course it was me. I was never going to leave you in there alone. Ran like hell when I heard that door squeak open and you coming out though.”
“You know I’m gonna have to get you back now too, right?”
John laughs as he leans down to kiss you, “Oh, I know you will.”
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“Okay, daddy, here is costume number one.”
You hold Ronan with her back against your chest and your arm under her butt, then you head out and smile as John sits on the couch. He looks over and immediately starts to laugh when he sees Ronan practically being swallowed by the hot dog costume.
“Oh my god.” he laughs as he reaches over to pull the hood up a little so he can see her face, “A hot dog.”
“I thought it was really cute,” you laugh, then you set her in your lap, “It’ll keep her warm too.”
John laughs as Ronan coos, “You like this one? You do? I think you look very cute.”
“I think you’ll like the next one the most though.”
“You’re not gonna dress her up like me, are you?” he asks, and you widen your eyes.
You slap your palm to your forehead, “Why didn’t I think of that?”
John laughs as Ronan holds his finger and he kisses her hand, then he watches as you get up and head back into the guest bedroom to change her. You lay her down on the bed and quickly get her out of the hot dog costume, then you grab the red and black striped pants and smile as she looks up at you with her big gummy smile.
Despite being changed in and out of clothes, she doesn’t seem to care. She just stares up at you in awe as you change her. She’s always been such a good baby, and so damn happy too. It makes you feel like you’re doing something right.
You get the black long sleeved shirt over her head, then you get the costume and put her in it, immediately eliciting a loud laugh from you.
“Oh, you look so cute!”
“I can’t wait to see her.” John says from the living room, and you scoop Ronan up and walk out to him. He looks over and starts laughing again when he sees Ronan in the ladybug costume, then he nods, “That’s the one.”
You hold her up and smile, “Our little ladybug.”
Ronan sits in your arms and smiles at John, then she flings her arms around and garbles as you hand her off to him. You sit down on the couch next to them and smile as you reach over to pull the hood up, and John laughs when he sees the little antennas bobbling wildly.
“Definitely this costume.” he says, and you nod, “She looks so cute.”
You lean over to kiss Ronan, then you kiss John, “What are you going as?”
John laughs, “If I dress up, you have to.”
“Okay, okay…” you laugh, shaking your head, “No costumes for mom and dad.”
“Does mom have a costume for dad later though?” he asks, and you cock up your eyebrow.
You suck on your bottom lip as you look away, then you shrug and look at him again, “Maybe.”
“Is she sleeping in her room tonight?” he asks, smiling and hoping for the answer he so badly wants.
“Maaaybe,” you sing as you take Ronan from John since her costume is making her cheeks turn red.
John smiles when you lay Ronan down between the two of you to get her costume off, and he leans down and chomps loudly in the crook of her neck as she smiles and squirms. He makes silly noises at her to get her to smile big and wide, then he tickles her tummy as she flings her arms around.
“You’re such a good dad.” you smile, reaching up to touch his cheek, “I love seeing you with her. I know I say it all the time.”
“You’re a good mom too. Being parents with you is fun.”
You laugh, “Yeah, it is pretty fun.”
John leans down to kiss Ronan, then he looks at you as you smile at him. He wiggles his brows a little, and you laugh as you get up to pack Ronan’s bag for the night.
“Yes, John, it’s a date.” you say, then you look at him as he smiles wide.
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It’s Ronan’s first Halloween but since she’s only almost two months old, she obviously can’t trick or treat, so she’ll just get pushed around in her stroller. She’s dressed up in her costume since she’s just so damn cute!
You were planning on just taking her around your neighborhood, but you were invited to go trick or treating with Amanda, Aurelio, and their kids. Tess and Jimmy are tagging along as well, of course.
“Three peas in a pod.” John says when Amanda waves at you and rushes over to hug Tess. “You three are inseparable.”
“She’s a good friend.” you say, then you smile when Amanda gasps and laughs at Ronan in John’s arms, “We wanted to make sure she’d be warm.”
Amanda laughs as she pinches Ronan’s cheek, “You look so cute!”
You watch as John holds her up a little, and you smile when you see Benji dressed as a zombie, tattered clothing and fake blood on his hands and face. You let out a small scream when he shambles over to you like a zombie, then you give him a thumbs up.
“Very cool costume, Benji.”
Amanda laughs, “Dad let him watch The Walking Dead one night, and now he’s obsessed. Does that make me a terrible mom? I’m not sure yet.”
John chuckles as he shakes his head, “We watched Rambo the other night while Ro was with us.”
“She’s three months old. She’s got no clue.” you laugh and look at him, “Now when she’s 8, I’m not so sure.”
“Well,” Amanda laughs and shrugs, “I figured he’d be scared but he’s just obsessed now. Aurelio still censors some of the really bad stuff, but yeah, he’s all about zombies now.”
You smile as Benji walks over and pretends to bite Harper’s arm, which causes her to scream with laughter--she’s dressed up as Peppa Pig. You look over and watch as Finn toddles toward them in his Buzz Lightyear costume that he hasn’t taken off in a week, then he runs over to you and reaches up.
“Hey, Buzz,” you smile as you pick him up, “Hasn’t taken it off yet?”
Tess shakes her head and crosses her arms, “Barely. I got it off of him long enough to give him a bath this afternoon. Look at this bug!”
John laughs as he hands Ronan off to Tess, then he ruffles Finn’s hair, “Hey, buddy.”
“Hey, guys, this is Lauren. She’s gonna join us tonight.” Amanda says, gesturing to the tall and thin woman next to her. “Lauren, this is Tess, her husband, Jimmy. And this is Y/N and her husband, John.”
You smile as you reach out to shake her hand, “Hi, it’s nice to meet you.”
“You too,” she smiles, then she shakes John’s hand. “My husband, Anthony, is inside right now, but these are my kids, Sophie and Dylan.”
Sophie is dressed as a princess and clinging to her mom’s leg, and Dylan is a pirate who is staring over at Benji and most likely wanting to play.
Lauren leans down and smiles, “Go ahead, baby.”
You set Finn down and smile, “I bet Finn would like to play too.”
Finn will play with anyone, so he walks over and starts talking--as best as he can at 15 months--to Dylan, who takes his hand and timidly walks over to Benji.
“I can’t wait for Ro to be bigger. Look at that!” you smile as the kids play together and run away from Benji chasing them. You look over at John to say something to him, but he’s not watching the kids. He’s looking at the house.
Even though you’ve been with John for two years now and feel as though you know every thought running through his head, he’s still maintained a certain level of mystery. There are times when you look at him and wonder what the hell he’s thinking and his face is so stoic and emotionless that you’re left completely in the dark. For example, right now, he’s staring at the man coming out of the house and his face isn’t giving a single thing away. His face isn’t but you see him clench his fist once before he flexes his hand and exhales. He’s getting ready. For what you don’t know yet. Surely he wouldn’t punch this random guy on Halloween night when children, including your daughter, are around.
John is still staring at the man as he comes out of the house, so you reach over and slip your hand into his grip. He looks down at you and softens his face, and you knit your brows together silently asking what’s going on. John looks at him again and takes a deep breath, then he tenses up.
“Hey, John.” the man says, and you look at him as he puts his arm around Lauren, “I see you’ve met my wife and kids.”
John doesn’t say anything, so you do.
“Hi, I’m Y/N.” you reach out and shake his hand, “John’s wife.”
“Oh, I’ve heard about John’s wife.”
You jerk your head back a little as you blush. You hate the thought of people just knowing who you are. You hate the thought that you could be brought up in conversation while assassins sit around a table and drinking expensive alcohol at the hotel. It’s not really something you can escape though, you are John Wick’s wife.
“All good things, uh, from Amanda and Aurelio, by the way!” he adds to make you smile, but he only gets more nervous since John is looking at him.
You tug John’s hand discreetly, then everyone turns their attention to the kids laughing but you and John look at each other. He presses a kiss to the back of your hand and finally relaxes.
It’s okay. He doesn’t say it but his body language does. He’s relaxed. Everything is fine but your interest is definitely piqued.
“Well, should we get going?” Amanda asks, and everyone nods.
Tess gets Ronan back into her stroller and walks over to take Finn’s hand, and you all head down the street together. You feel John’s hand firm on your back as he walks with you, and you both slow down a little as the kids run up to a house.
“Who is he?”
“Anthony DeLuca. Used to work--”
You laugh, “I know that, but why are you so tense?”
“I don’t like when that life sometimes filters into our life.” he says, and you look up at him, “I was worried until I realized he’s married with kids. He’s probably thinking all the same things I am. He’s probably worried for his kids and his wife.”
“Did he retire?”
John shrugs, “I think so, but I’m not sure. I just know what that guy is capable of.”
“He knows what you’re capable of too,” you say as you turn to face him, still keeping one hand on Ronan’s stroller, “I’d be more scared of you than of him any day. Not that I am. You make silly voices at our baby and pout when I don’t kiss you.”
John starts to laugh finally, then he places his hands on your waist, “I just worry about you and Ro. Always. Constantly.”
“I know,” you look over at Lauren and Anthony as they glance at you and John, “I’m sure he’s over there reassuring her too that everything is going to be okay. Our children are here. Nothing is going to happen.”
“Yeah.” John exhales, then he reaches up to cup your cheek, “When did you become the level-headed one in the relationship?”
You laugh loudly as you lean up to kiss him, “I have no clue.”
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The rest of the night went really well. Ronan got plenty of compliments on her costume even though she fell asleep. Finn got tons of candy that he definitely won’t be able to eat, and Benji was already so hyped up on sugar that Amanda hid half of his candy.
John ended up walking behind everyone with Anthony as they talked, and every time you looked back they were smiling and laughing, so it feels good to know that they’re putting the past behind them. They never worked together and there was no competition between them when they did work. John was just worried. He soon realized that Anthony was crazy about his kids and his wife--just like John is about you and Ronan.
You were planning on stopping by your parents house to show off Ronan’s costume but since she’s so tired, you’ll just have to bring her by tomorrow afternoon instead, which is fine since your feet hurt from walking all night. Right now all you want to do is lay in bed and watch a movie.
**
Heading upstairs, I peek into Ronan’s room and see she’s still asleep, her trusty sidekick, Bleu, fast asleep on the floor next to her crib. I walk down the hall to our bedroom and smile when I see Y/N sprawled out on the bed. I crawl onto the bed and lay down on top of her, and she lets out a loud groan before she starts to laugh.
“Hi,” she smiles, and I lean down to kiss her.
“I see Ro is in her room.”
Y/N cocks her brow up, “I’m not changing my clothes. I bought some lingerie but I don’t wanna get up. Look, I’ll just lay here and you can do whatever you want to me.”
“That’s not fun.” I laugh, and she wraps her arms around my neck, “Maybe you just need me to…warm you up.”
“Mm,” she bites her bottom lip and nods, “Yeah.”
I kneel on the bed and smile at her as I pull her shirt over her head, then I toss it aside and lay back down. I gently kiss down her neck to her collarbone, then I take her skin between my lips and suck softly on her plump breast before leaning up to kiss her. I scoot up a little more and feel her wrapping her legs around my waist, then I slide my tongue into her mouth as we kiss.
Y/N tilts her head back and closes her eyes as I kiss down her body, worshiping every curve and dip, then she lets out a small laugh when my lips graze her hipbone. I kiss along the waistband of her jeans as I unbutton them, then I sit up and pull them off, along with her underwear as she lifts her hips to help. She reaches out for me and hums against my lips, then she’s pulling at my jeans, so I quickly sit up and undress myself until I’m just in my boxers. I feel her trying to tug my boxers down, so I help her and pull them off, watching as she looks down.
“Have I ever told you that you have a beautiful penis?”
I laugh as I get comfortable on top of her, “I think I’ve heard you say it a time or two.”
“Hmm,” she smiles with her eyes closed, “It’s very beautiful, Mr. Wick.”
My cock brushes against her pussy as we kiss, and she lets out a small breath every time I slowly thrust my hips to feel my cock against her clit. I continue to thrust my hips until I feel myself finally sliding between her legs slickly. I lean up a little to hold her gaze as I move in deeper, and she clenches her jaw as her eyes roll shut.
“Let it out,” I whisper, running my thumb over her lips and prying her mouth open, “Let me hear it.”
She opens her mouth and lets out a loud moan, “Fuck!”
“Look at me,” I say softly, then I look down to take her left hand and intertwine my fingers with hers before I do the same with her other hand and pin her arms above her head. Y/N holds my gaze as I thrust my hips, but I can tell she’s trying her hardest not to close her eyes. “I’ve been thinking about fucking you all night.”
She looks deep into my eyes as I jerk my hips harder, but she eventually closes her eyes as she begins to shake a little, breathing heavily along with me. I let go of her hands so she can have control of her body as she climaxes, and she reaches up to pull me down to kiss her.
“Ride me,” I say softly in her ear, and she smiles as she nods her head. I lay down on my back and look at her as she sits up to unhook her bra and toss it aside before she crawls on top of me, “I wanna see your beautiful face.”
She really is the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid my eyes on. I know she never believes me when I tell her that, but it’s true. I also know she worries that I’m not as attracted to her since having a baby and that couldn’t be further from the truth. I worshiped her body before and I do now as well--not that it even looks any different--and I’m still absolutely fucking crazy for her. I found her to be incredibly attractive before having a baby, especially during, and after. She’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever laid my eyes on, and I can’t believe that she doesn’t see it sometimes.
I close my eyes and hold tight to her hips to help guide her on my cock, and I open my eyes and look up at her as she rests her hands on my thighs and rolls her hips, both of us smiling at each other. I watch my cock sliding in and out of her perfect pussy, and she reaches down for my hands and pulls me up to her, burying my face in between her breasts. I kiss up to her stomach to her breast, then I lightly suck on her nipple as she smiles and caresses my arms and back.
“Fuck, John, you feel so good,” she whispers in my ear, and I lean back to hold her gaze as she ruts in my lap. She presses her hand to her mouth and squeezes her eyes shut, then she buries her face in the crook of my neck as I squeeze her tighter in my arms as she unravels and rides out another orgasm, cursing and moaning my name.
Holding tight to her, I lay her back down on the bed since I know I’m not going to last much longer with these noises she’s making, and I quickly slide back between her legs as we both pant loudly. I fuck her harder and faster than before, and I take her left leg and place it over my shoulder as I move in deeper with a low groan. Her eyes roll shut as I kiss her leg up to her knee, then she whimpers loudly and nods her head, silently telling me to keep going. Y/N sucks on her fingers and reaches down to rub circles on her clit as she looks at me, and I wet my thumb and move her hand so I can do it instead, which makes her smile.
I groan as I jerk my hips, “So fucking wet. You are so fucking wet.”
“Best pussy you’ve ever had.” she whispers, and I nod and lean down to kiss her as I thrust my hips harder to bring on my orgasm.
I keep my lips pressed to hers as I roll my hips, then I jerk them hard every few seconds as I spill inside of her, knocking the breath out of her every time. Y/N frantically kisses me as she clings to my biceps, then she moans against my mouth as she digs her nails into my back, coming one more time. I let out a small groan as I finish inside of her, then I sit up and look down at her as she lays on the bed and pants.
Y/N reaches up and touches my chest as I kneel on the bed, then she laughs when I take her hand and kiss the back of it. She sits up and pretends to light a cigarette as I laugh, then she ‘blows’ the smoke out and lays back down.
“Yeah,” I laugh, nodding my head, “It was good.”
**
You look up at John as he wipes the sweat off his forehead, then he exhales loudly and leans down to kiss you softly a few more times. You cup his face in your hands and smooch him so hard that he starts to laugh, then he puts his finger up and heads into the bathroom.
After a few moments, he comes out and sits down to clean between your legs, then he wipes himself off and tosses the washcloth into the hamper near the dresser. He crawls back into bed with you and wraps his left arm over your waist as the two of you look at each other, and you smile softly when he rubs his thumb over your cheek.
“I know this is the wrong time to say it because we’re both laying here naked, but I miss Ro being in here with us.”
John nods, “Figured I’d go get her in a bit when we’re ready for bed. Just needed you to myself for a little while.”
“I appreciate it.” you whisper to him, “I appreciate you still wanting me.”
“I’m always gonna want you,” he says so softly that your eyes fill with tears, “Nothing is going to change that, remember?”
You nod as a warm tear slides down your cheek, “You just make me feel so loved and wanted and beautiful.”
“Because you are loved and wanted and beautiful.” he whispers, and you laugh tearfully.
“I’m so glad that we’re not like half the couples we saw tonight who just secretly hate each other.”
John shakes his head, “Yeah, that one couple just openly fought in front of everyone, even their kids.”
“Because they’ve grown to hate each other. Sometimes when you’re with someone for so long, those cute little quirks you liked at first end up being what you hate in the end.”
John slowly rubs his thumb over your ribs as he looks at you, “I could never hate you.”
“I could never hate you either.” you whisper, smiling softly, “I think what you and I have is something so unique and special.”
“I agree. Couldn’t imagine my life without you, peach.”
You inhale deeply and close your eyes as John gently kisses your temple over and over, then you look at him, “I got an idea. You in?”
“Always.” he whispers without second thought, and you get up from the bed.
Grabbing John’s hand, you tiptoe past Ronan’s room and peek to make sure she’s okay, then you head downstairs as you giggle. John has no idea what the plan is but he’s following along anyway.
“Where are we going? We’re naked.”
“I know!” you laugh, then you open the patio door and run out, immediately jumping into the pool. You come up for air and smooth your hair back as you look up at John standing in all his naked glory in front of you with his hands on his hips, “Get in! Unless you’re…chicken.”
John laughs, “Why would I be chicken to get into our own pool?”
“If you weren’t, you would have gotten in by now, so…” you imitate a chicken as John laughs, then you stand up straight, “Come on, Wick. The water is warm.”
A wide smile spreads across your face as John jumps into the pool, and you squeeze your eyes shut and laugh when water splashes everywhere. He comes up for air and grabs you by your legs, then he throws you over his shoulder as you scream with laughter.
“You know…” John puts you down so he can smooth his hair back, then he grabs you, “You’re very sexy when you talk shit.”
You laugh loudly, then you wrap your legs around his waist and kiss him before he spins you around and hugs you tight in his arms. You tilt your head back and smile with your eyes closed, then you moan when you feel John slowly slipping back between your legs as he kisses up your neck.
“You gotta be quiet though.”
John laughs, “Oh, me? That’s all you, peach.”
“No, you always lose it when we have sex. Can’t have the neighbors knowing we’re out here.” you tease, and John laughs as he walks over to pin you between the wall and his body.
You hold tight to each other as he slowly jerks his hips, then he reaches up and slides his thumb into your mouth as you whimper. You close your eyes and cling to John as he thrusts his hips, and you lean your forehead against his, surrendering to him.
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