John Constantine x reader

Trick or treat

After a long days work all you wanted to do was go home and relax, you then remembered you have your magus boyfriend that has a set of keys to your house. And it was Halloween night. Some nights you ended up working late so uncle John would step in picking your son up. You was thankful it's was his dads turn to do Halloween, he con cope with the sugar rush at 9pm.

You wasn't expecting your home to be decorated and not in the traditional way "John why is there garlic every where?" You just had to ask opening a can of worms, John was no where to be seen but you heard his voice call out  "Vampires". Of course vampires duh! As you walked into the living room you couldn't help but notice your dark grey carpet with white dots. Wait white dots? "Pools of salt?" You carried on asking dreading the answer, "Arabian spirits" John shouted once again.

Yeah like we get Arabian spirits in England? Christ what has gotten into him tonight? He had already warded the shit out of your house to protect you and your son. "Where the hell did you get a cross bow?" You shouted after noticing it lying on your dinner table, he was going to the extreme with this whole protection thing. "Trust me you don't want to know" he replied, his voice coming from your bedroom.

You followed the sound of his voice, and saw a pair of legs poking out from the end of your bed. You cleared your throat making him jump "Fuck!" He cursed banging his head on the wooden bed frame. "I'm going to regret this, why are you under my bed?" You questioned with a brow raised and your arms crossed. He ungracefully crawled out from under your bed "I thought it was our bed" he smirked.

Standing up to join you in the door way. "Don't change the subject" you deadpanned, you hated it when he changed the subject. "Fine I was just protecting you from tonight supernatural shite" he explained, not looking you in the eye.

"John it's Halloween, calm down" you reassured him, placing a hand on his shoulder,
"The night where teenagers think it's fun to summon a demon or use a ouija board, I don't think so" John scoffed, everyone saw Halloween has harmless fun but not our resident demonologist "Look I know your trying to protect me and I do appreciate" you spoke soft,y pulling him into a hug

He melted into your touch "I know lass, it's just I don't know what I'd do if anything happened to you or the little tyke" he explained pulling at your heart strings, "your really attached to him aren't you?" You asked only getting a hum in response, you took that as a yes. Your son loved uncle John he was funny and did magic, everything a six year old boy wants.

You noticed John would offer to pick him up even if you was off work, you never realised he just wanted to spend more time with him. "The cheeky bugger keeps asking if I'm going to marry you" laughed John, you just rolled your eyes pulling away from the hug "he's spent too much time with you" you commented. Who better to learn from than the king of cheeky himself "you didn't say no" he winked, see cheeky with a capital C.

You playfully slapped him in the chest "Mrs (y/n) Constantine does have a nice ring to it" you pondered flashing that smile that made John weak at the knees, "speaking of rings" he mumbled as he fumbled in his trouser pockets, pulling out a delicate silver band. Sitting a small diamond on top.

The whole world just stopped, was he really doing this now? "Wanna make little man the happiest kid in the world when he gets home?" He asked smiling like he has never don't before. You couldn't help yourself but wind him up, it was like your job being his girlfriend. "I'm pretty sure that's not the question I was expecting" you teased.

John chuckled "fine but your helping me back up" he explained getting down on one knee "(y/n) will you marry me?" John proposed, his eyes sparkling with hope. You put a finger over your lip and hummed pretending to think of your answer. Honestly you just wanted to torture him just a little longer "yes, I'll marry you" you answered, the ring slipping in to your finger

You bent down to give John a kiss "good luck old man!" You shouted as you quickly ran away leaving him stuck on the floor "I'm gonna spank your arse when I get up" he threatened with a chuckle in his voice, he should have expected you to do something like this. "Oh I'm not sure that would be a trick to get me to help you or a treat for me " you winked popping you head around the door.