John Constantine x reader

Memories

Weddings weren't your thing, you hated them after yours five years ago. But your family threatened you into going to your brothers. You tried to make an effort, placing your (h/c) hair up in a bun and wearing a (f/c) dress. Your best friend on the other hand pulled out all the stops wearing a black suit.

He knew where this was going. 'He's Just a friend', 'no we're not dating', 'no you can't sleep with a brides maid'. It wasn't often John got the chance to wear a suit plus he knew something was off, you was miserable on your brothers wedding day.

The pair of you sat at the back of the swanky hotel, you just stared into space. Not cracking a smile or looking the least bit happy. Photo time you disappeared completely even John couldn't find you till the photographer had left.

What the hell is wrong with her he thought to himself, he had never seen you act like this before. You was so distant and distracted, you didn't even realise John was holding your hand most of the day. You was pulled out of your thoughts as something came frying towards you from the corner of your eye. Instinct kicked in and you caught it. The bouquet, shit.

Everyone's eyes fell on you as you started to shake "I need some air" you announced before darting out of the room. Your brother went to follow you but John stopped him, placing a hand on his shoulder.

One hand gripped the balcony and the other the flowers, you felt two hands on your waist as you yelped "Shh, it's okay luv. Only me" johns voice spoke from behind you, his chest resting in your back "Sorry I just couldn't breath in there" you explained, letting go of the balcony to face him.

His hands still firmly on your waist "Are ya gonna tell me what's up? You've been acting weird all day" asked john, a look of consternation written all over his face. You knew it was time to tell him. The reason why you was acting weird, why he didn't know much about your past, why you was lonely.

" that was me five years ago, but it didn't end that way. Ben and I left the church to go on our honey moon. My brother was driving us down to the cottage in the middle of no where.

This guy was five times over the drink limit, buzzing on cocaine, no insurance or licence. I remember looking into Ben's blue eyes, then it all went black.

I woke up to a ringing in my ears, a pain down my spine and a throbbing headache. I tried waking him up, I was screaming for him to wake up. When the paramedics arrived they said he died on impact.

Sat in hospital, dress stained with both of our blood. I lost two people that day and all that guy got was a driving ban and four years in prison"

You softy wept, keeping eye contact throughout. He was confused about something you said
"Two? But your Brothers still alive?" He questioned, not sure if he wasn't listening with the loud music behind him or a slip of the tongue. "I was pregnant" you spoke in barley a whisper.

Instantly he understood everything. You'd never been on a date with anyone the whole time you had known each other. You even shot him down countless times, you was afraid of loosing someone close to you that you loved again.

"I got an idea. I'll tell your old man you didn't feel great, we go home and order pizza?" He told you pulling you in to a warm hug. "Now that's the best idea you've ever had" you smiled teasing him. "So how about it then?" He questioned, you'd just agreed what else was he talking about? You looked at him confused "you know I'm semi immortal and how I feel. Plus this proves your next" he explained directing your attention to the flowers

You rolled your eyes " did you have to sound like a serial killer at the end?" You quizzed with a brow raised. He dismissed your comment and continued "I'm still waiting for an answer" he pressed, " yes okay, let's get hitched" you replied smiling, his lips finally touching yours for the first time. The feeling of something on your finger.

"Just happen to carry a ring with you huh?" You asked sceptically, linking your arm in his
" more like never had the bollocks to ask you" he confessed with a chuckle, "you know your suppose to ask me to be your girlfriend first right?" You laughed. Nothing about you and John was traditional and that's just the way you liked it.