John Constantine x reader

Put the cookie down

Christmas, the most wonderful time of the year, well that was till you met the mast of the dark arts him self, John Constantine. For the past three years he was supposed to be spending Christmas with you, but of course some sort of supernatural disturbance happens. Honestly you wasn't sure if he was just trying to avoid spending Christmas with you. But this year was going to be different, you was going to be spending Christmas at his, erm well home.

It was literally a warehouse but you couldn't judge with your studio apartment. He promised he would come home but didn't state when, I guess some exorcisms are harder than others. It was about eleven pm when he finally arrived home. "(Y/n) luv, I'm back" he shouted hanging his coat up at the front door "Fuck me that smells good!" He wondered in to the kitchen to find you, stood wearing a festive apron busy baking.

You smiled as you finished piping the smiles on a batch of ginger bread men, "Well it's Christmas Eve what do you expect?" You asked looking up at him, a smudge of icing on your cheek and some flour in your (h/c) hair. John chuckled at the sight of you "Some weird supernatural shite to happen" he mocked picking up a sugar cookie "Huh thought they would take a break to celebrate" You joked taking the cookie from him, he looked at you all confused.

"Don't eat it all tonight, have to save some for tomorrow" you explained boxing up the cookies, you boxed up everything to keep it fresh. "I think you've baked plenty luv" John chuckled as he wiped the icing from your cheek "It's not all for us, Chas had a few personal requests" you stated "Oh did he now? Do I get a request?" He raised a brow, you sighed knowing he was being dirty. You didn't think you went a whole day with out some sort of sexual innuendo coming from him.

Playfully you slapped him arm "the only request your gonna get is a movie" you teased walking over to the tv and picking up the remote "pick your poison" you tossed the remote over to him "I'm gonna get changed quick, and no I don't need any help" you stated before he had the chance to comment, that smirk plastered on his face, you knew him so well. After quickly changing into a Christmas jumper with out the added flour you joined John back on the sofa.

He was still flicking trying to find something that he fancied watching. He'd never really celebrated Christmas with his childhood not being the best and his adult life full of demons. Oh this was going to be a long night at this rate. You stood up once again going to make a drink, you wanted to get him in the festive spirit. And by festive spirt you mean drunk. Pouring two mugs of hot chocolate, adding different sugars and a healthy about of spiced rum in to johns mug, topping it off with marshmallows. Just because you totally needed some more sugar in that.

John had finally chosen a movie, honestly he was fed up of just flicking through tall the channels. "Careful it's bloody hot" you commented as you handed him his mug, "cheers luv" he thanked, blowing on the lava hot liquid. You smiled taking your seat again but you didn't get to enjoy your film did you? As if on cue johns phone rang, it was Chas with a job to do.

He grabbed his coat getting ready to go but stopped at the door, he turned to see you. Of course you was upset but you understood that job that he did and that it was important. John sighed and walked back over to you. Leaning over the back of the sofa to plant a kiss on your cheek, "happy Christmas luv" he whispered in your ear, his arm going over your other shoulder holing out a small box, wrapped in paper and a pink bow on top.

You took the box and he left with out a word, placing down the half drank mug you carefully opened the paper. The box was small and black with gold decoration. You lifted the lid to find a silver ring inside, (y/f/c) gem sat at the top in a silver claw. It was beautiful. A small sticky note in the lid like he knew he wasn't going to be there "marry me?" Was all that was written with the box being so small. Well that beats my positive pregnancy test I wrapped up you thought to yourself.

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