✴️Yellowstone x reader one shots

(JD) - Breakfast Suprise

Request from TheOneAndOnlyLemon John finds the reader singing in the kitchen making breakfast.

John's POV
Tossing the covers aside I climb from the bed noticing my wife's side of the bed is empty. Where is she. She's never been much of a morning person so it's weird for her to not be laying beside me. Sleepingly walking through the house I heard music coming from the kitchen and a voice that's music to my ears. Leaning around the corner I see her dancing around with the smell of bacon and eggs filling the kitchen. I recognize the song playing, it's her favorite one. Our Song, by Taylor Swift.

"Cause our song is a slamming screen door. Sneaking out late tapping on his window, when we're on the phone and he talks real slow. Cause it's late and his mama don't know. Our song is - John!" She suddenly stopped singing seeing me watching her.  I smile at her walking towards her chucking, wrapping my arms around her waist. "Don't stop on my account. I love hearing your voice." She blushes slightly embarrassed knowing I heard her. She's very shy especially when it comes to people hearing her singing.

It's a little funny that her favorite song actually matches how we met. My mother didn't like me hanging out with Y/n because she spooked one of our horses causing a big part of out fence was destroyed. "Y/n darlin' you have no reason to be embarrassed. You're voice is beautiful just like all of you." She lifts her head leaning up and kissing my cheek. "Thank you, John. I love you, Mr. Dutton." Resting my right hand to her cheek I lean down kissing her deeply until I sniffed something in the air.

"Shit, the breakfast!" She rushes pulling the pan off the stove hearing the smoke alarm go off. I open the window pushing the smoke out as she curses under her breath. Once the smoke clears she sees burnt up bacon and eggs, running her hands through her hair she chuckled. "So much for having breakfast." I grab my brown hat off the table shrugging on my coat. "Go get dressed I happen to know a diner that has the best Salisbury steak in Montana."

Y/n quickly goes to change out of her pajamas rushing back to the door. Starting my truck she smiles hearing her stomach grumbled. "How about some music. So we don't think about food." She turned on the radio and "Our Song" came on making her giggle excitedly.

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