BENNY WATTS IMAGINES- The Queen's Gambit

Self- defence lessons with Benny

Warning: fluff and violence.

Being protective doesn't always mean that a man has to save a woman or vice versa. I've read several plots in which the guy is protective and usually ends up saving the girl but this one is different. Let me know if you like it.

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Y/n y/l/n hated to walk down the streets of New York at the middle of the night when wired drunkards and drug addicts roamed everywhere but her job forced her to do so.

She worked during the second shift at the bank which left her no option but to go home at twelve midnight.

So just like she's been doing it since the past month, y/n took the safest route which had the least amount of bars and clubs lined on either sides of it. One of her hands were clutching her bag while the other held the hat which was shielding her face from the drizzling rain.

Y/n was hoping to reach home safely but today was no luck. As she hurried down the street practically looking everywhere to avoid trouble, she bumped into one.

'I'm sorry.' she muttered under her breath since she was just able to see the feet of the man and not the face. Her hat made it impossible until she looked at the tall man.

'And where might you be going sweet lady?' the guy slurred.

Y/n made a disgusted face at him and walked past faster than before.

'I asked you something...' he said.

It was best to ignore and not feed him the attention he was begging for so y/n kept walking, now advancing at a different pace, determined to turn around the corner.

'Hey, where did you get that attitude from, huh?' the man said, growing angrier by the minute.

In the next instant, he gripped her arm and spun her fast, holding her too close for her liking.

'Let go off me or I'm going to call the cops!' y/n exclaimed, tugging at her arms.

'Well, you don't seem to have a phone.' the man smirked.

At that y/n hit on his chest and pushed him violently before turning around the corner and bumping into someone again.

A loud shriek left her lips followed by the person placing his hand on her mouth to muffle her cries.

'Thanks for catching her, she's done enough damage, time to pay.' the drunk man said.

'Troubling a lady now are we?' the other guy said.

Y/n finally looked up to see her best friend, Benny Watts.

'Benny...' y/n mumbled on his hand with relief though she hated to be dependent on someone to come at her rescue.

Benny looked at her and his stern expression changed into a frown.

'Are you hurt, love?' he asked, caressing her cheek.

'No, I'm okay.' y/n assured him.

'Hey, that girl is mine for tonight.' the drunk man slurred.

Benny was beyond furious when he put y/n behind his shoulder and punched the other guy right in the face, drawing blood out of his nose.

'If you ever lay a hand on any woman again, I'll fucking beat you to death and that's a promise.' Benny growled.

While the drunk man struggled to get up, y/n pulled Benny away from him and they started walking towards Benny's apartment.