BENNY WATTS IMAGINES- The Queen's Gambit

You like it or not- part 1

A/n: This chapter will be continued as a mini series based on the votes and comments. Do let me know if you like it.

Warning: ⚠️Benny wouldn't be anywhere close to the type of character he actually is in the Queen's gambit.

This imagine contains strong language, obsessive/ possessive/ psychotic behaviour, blood, brutal deaths and a love triangle. Do not read it if you are easily triggered⚠️

I do not personally hate any of the characters from the actual series so do not get mad if certain characters are killed in order to create a better plot.

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If the bar wasn't dark enough, Benny would have been easily caught staring at y/n with a look that could kill anyone.

She was sitting across the corner that he was sitting in, laughing with her best friends Jolene and Townes.

Benny cleared his throat and ordered another shot of straight whiskey, he was just here to keep an eye on her, 'to make sure she was safe.'

All of them knew each other well since the past couple of years but Benny had a different side that he never showed to anyone. Over the years, his obsession with y/n had grown and it became even more stronger after she rejected him twice.

According to him, she was just 'denying her feelings for him.'

It was somewhat true. Y/n liked Benny but she always thought he pretended to be someone who he wasn't and eventually, fell for her friend Townes. She had no clue Benny was here too, watching her every move and giving death stares to guys who even tried to look at her.

'How many shots do you think you can do?' Jolene asked y/n.

'Maybe six? That would get me really drunk.' y/n giggled, she was already on her fourth shot which made her feel tipsy.

'Nobody gets drunk in just six shots.' Townes slurred. He was on his eighth shot and was on the verge of passing out.

Benny was scowling at Townes. The man had promised y/n he would take her home after she was drunk but here he was, getting wasted.

Who was supposed to make sure she was safe?

Benny never trusted Townes with her and it was one of the reasons he hated him so much. Townes was careless, yet y/n was head over heels for him.

'You think that guy's interested in me?' Jolene asked, glancing at a random guy who was eyeing her.

'He looks like he wants to get laid tonight, do you?' y/n said.

'Yeah, I think I want to.' her friend said as she walked towards the guy ditching her and Townes.

'So should we get a cab?' Y/n asked her friend whom she had developed feelings for but never confessed.

'Yeah, it's getting late, we should. But I'll be back in a minute.' Townes said, dragging himself to the washroom.

Benny watched him walking away from y/n while she stood up, feeling a little dizzy. Y/n's nose was just as rosy as her cheeks, she had laughed too much and had too much fun. She was not in her stable state when she grabbed her handbag and left the bar with Benny following her close by.

Finding a wall to lean on, she closed her eyes and steadied herself as she waited for Townes.

Benny was watching over her from a distance, making sure no drunk men tried to mess with the girl he loved.

As the minutes passed, he was getting furious, Townes wasn't back yet and it was too risky for her to go home alone.

So Benny went back in the bar's restroom to check on Townes and found him passed out cold on the floor.

How pathetic.

Benny muttered under his breath and went back to where y/n was standing.

She was still leaning against the wall peacefully, her eyes were closed and even breaths made her chest rise and fall rhythmically.

'Y/n?' Benny called her.

Slowly her eyes opened and he noticed how she was trying to focus her vision.

'Is that you Benny?' she asked him.

'Yes, what are you doing out here so late?' he asked her as if he wasn't watching her from the past couple of hours.

'I'm waiting for Townes and I...I feel...so sleepy.' she spoke slowly, fumbling with words.

A small smile crept on Benny's lips, he had been waiting to spend time with her but she always preferred spending time with the others.

'I don't think he's coming anytime soon.' Benny said.

'Why? I want to...go home.' she whined.

'I'll take you home.' Benny suggested knowing that she was drunk and probably won't remember any of it tomorrow.

'Let's go pirate Benny!' she squealed and saluted.

Benny chuckled and held her hand in his before they started walking down the street since his car was parked away from the bar.

Even after he asked her out to be his girlfriend twice, nothing was awkward between them. Y/n was still good friends with him but only one thing had changed.

His desire to have her had reached insatiable levels.

Y/n clutched his hand tighter every time things blurred around her. She even tripped on some rough patches of the pavement and that's when she felt Benny carrying her bridal style. She didn't protest, she was too drunk to care so she just laid her head on the crook of his neck and drifted off to sleep.

Benny was beyond happy to carry the girl back to his car and place her on the passenger seat. Maybe if she was sober, she wouldn't have let him carry her. He sat on the driver's seat and sighed as he shut the door.

The blonde brushed his fingers against her cheeks softly and leaned closer to place a lingering kiss at the corner of her lips.

'Someday you'll be mine, you like it or not.'

He mumbled in her ear and then they drove off to her house.

Benny got her house keys from her handbag and then carried her to the front porch. He opened the door and took her upstairs to her room, then laid her on the bed.

Benny loved looking at her from up close, her soft cheeks, shiny hair that smelled so good and her attractive eyes. He was burning with lust that was uncontrollable just to have her close to him or maybe under him.

He wished to kiss every inch of her exposed skin and leave his traces there.

He wished to trap her in his arms and remind her who she belonged to. Benny was just so addicted to her beauty that he wanted to feel her tender skin against his rough hands and mark her brutally.

A soft sigh left his lips as he snapped himself out of his sinful thoughts about taking advantage of the current situation and tucked her under the soft blankets to keep her warm.

Letting his hand cup her cheeks, he captured her lips in a chaste kiss before walking out of the house, leaving her to rest.

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A/n: Let me know if I should continue this. This part wasn't that interesting but the next one will be❤️