YO WHERE THE FUCK IS ALL THAT JOHN MULANEY SMUT!? - FINE I'LL DO IT MYSELF...

Hotel Part 1 - of 3. (What is that scent? 👃)

Hello my darlings, I just returned from London where we stayed at a hotel.
So I felt kind of inspired to write this.
I have decided to split it up in a two part, the first part that is this, is not smutty, however it's laying up to it and it will happen in part 2.

I'm really tired so I'm not sure how great this writing is, since I'm basically so dissatisfied with everything I write nowadays.
But imma take a look at it in a couple hours when I wake up again and edit it, if needed.

Until the smut part is published, here's part one, enjoy 💋

ALSO LOOK AT DADDY JOHN AND BABY MALCOLM, I JUST LOVE THAT LIL GUY! - the picture has nothing to do with this piece, I just think it's adorable.
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Anyways, onto the story:

"God dammit" you said out loud. You were absolutely drenched all the way through all tour clothes, top to bottom.
You stepped into the hotel lobby, pulling you suitcase with you.
A clerk behind the front desk, tapping away on her computer and as you approached her, she eyed you up and down, looking unimpressed.
You had had a shitty day, you were tired, wet and cold, to not mention annoyed as fuck, but regardless you forced out a smile.
"Hi, I would like a room" you said, placing your credit card on the counter.
The woman looked up at you, from over her glasses.
"Sorry, we're full" she said and went back to whatever solitaire game she was playing on her computer.
"You can't be serious?" You said
"Everything is occupied, try another place"
You sighed out loud "where's the nearest hotel?"
"30 kilometers, that way" she said and pointed behind you
"Is there a bus?"
"Yea there is. But it's not going until tomorrow morning" the woman said disinterested
You eyed the watch hanging over her head 10.48pm, great.
"Look, I'm tired and drenched, it's pouring down like crazy, I've got a suitcase with me, I can't walk that far tonight, I've already walked 15 kilometers just to get here. I'm begging you, please, I just need a place where I can get some rest, I don't care if it's some wardrobe or a couch here in the middle of the lobby, please, help me out here. I'll pay you whatever!" You were on the brink of tears, about to fall on to your knees in the middle of this lobby.
The woman stared at you and sighed
"We close at midnight, you can stay in the lobby until then. But you'll have to leave when I go to lock the doors. I'm sorry, but everything is occupied"
You wanted to cry, what the Hell were you gonna do now?
You sighed defeated and walked over to the couch, maybe you could get an hour of rest before having to find somewhere else to stay? Chance was low, you knew that.

"Excuse me?" A man snapped you out of your thoughts
You looked at him
"Not to eavesdrop but I couldn't help but overhear your situation and I really want to help you out so if you want to, you can stay in my room"
You looked up at the guy skeptical, were you seriously gonna fuck a guy for a place to sleep tonight...
Almost as if he read your thoughts he spoke up
"Oh, I'm not a creep or anything, I'm sorry, I just came in here less than an hour before you and I got the last room here, unfortunately it's with only a double bed and I really wouldn't mind sharing it, eh, the room, with you" the guy spoke quickly while awkwardly scratching the back of his neck.
You gave him a tired smile "It's fine, in fact. I would love that, if you don't mind, I really just need a place to stay tonight, so I appreciate the offer"
"Oh cool" he answered and smiled "I'm John" he said and held out his hand
"Y/N" you answered and took it, shaking it.

The guy, who apparently was named John, stepped over to the woman at the front desk.
"Hey, can we share my room?"
"Costs extra" she answered
"That's completely fine, just write it on my tab"
"No, no, no" you said, having grabbed your stuff and stepping up to join John at the desk "I can pay for myself you said and reached for your credit card.
John stopped you, "It's no problem, seriously, I swear" he smiled reassuring.
You couldn't exactly put a finger on it, but you trusted John, and you felt comfortable with him, even though he was a complete stranger you had just met 5 minutes ago, he just gave off a kind of vibe that made you feel secure and comfortable in his presence.
"thank you" you said, sincerely.
"Here let me help you with this" he said and reached for your suitcase. You thanked him and followed him.

"Where are you coming from?" John asked, during the elevator ride
"[your country/hometown]"
"Wow, that is one hell of a trip if you're all the way out here"
You chuckled and was about to ask him in return where he was from, but you were interrupted by the elevator 'dinging' and the doors opening.
John let you down the hall, to a room that said '206', he used his keycard to open the door, stepping inside and holding the door for you.

John immediately started tidying up the many papers spread across the room and all over what you presumed to be 'your side of the bed'.
"Sorry," he said "I didn't expect company" he chuckled and put a stack of paper into a portfolio.
"That's fine," you said, feeling incredibly relieved that you were now settled in a place for tonight "What do you do?"
"Eh" he said and chuckled to himself "I'm a Stand-up comedian"
"No way!" You said, chuckling too "You're any good?"
"I guess so, you can't really decide whether or not you're funny, can you now?"
"Speak for yourself" you said and whipped your hair back "I'm hilarious" you said in a joking matter.
"Hilarious, really?" John said, amused
"You Betcha, hilarious- and also really, really wet and cold, do you mind?" You smiled and gestured towards the bathroom.
"Oh, no, no, not at all, go ahead, feel free to take a shower or a bath and you can use whatever's in there and just take one of the folded towels on the shelf, they're clean" John said and stepped out of your way.
"Gotcha. Thank you" you said and pulled your suitcase with you into the bathroom, locking the door after you.
John stepped out of his shoes and sat down on the bed, grabbing his headphones.

As a nice as a hot bath sounded, you knew you would 100% fall asleep in the tub and probably drown and that would look pretty bad for John, so you settled for a shower, peeling off your wet clothes and letting the days worries go down in the drain with the water.
After your shower, you got dressed in a fresh pair of panties and a night shirt, throwing your hair back into a towell turban.
You grabbed the lotion from your toilet bag and sat down on the tub, and right as you were about to lotion up your legs, a knock sounded on the door.
"Y/N?" John asked
"Yea?"
"I'm sorry, but I really need to pee, are you almost done?"
You chuckled and walked over to unlock the door, sitting back on the edge of the tub and grabbed your lotion.
John stepped into the room with his hand over his eyes "I'm not peeping" he said and fumbled towards the toilet.
You let out a giggle "I am appropriate, you can look" you said and startes lotioning up your other leg.
John slowly removed his hand and looked over at you, you smiled and gave him a little wave.
"Yea you should probably look at what you're about to do?" You said and grinned at him, with your toothbrush hanging from your mouth.
"Oh" He looked down at the toilet and saw the closed toilet lid "woops, that was a close one" he laughed.
You nodded your head "yup" and washed your hands, tidying up your mess and leaving the bathroom.
You grabbed your charger, crawled underneath the duvet and plugged in your phone, listening to John brushing hos teeth as you checked your notifications and the time "11.53pm" all this in a little over an hour. John had really saved you.

Speaking of John, he emerged from the bathroom, switching off the lights and grabbing his notebook, before getting under the covers too.
"I'm exhausted, I'm gonna sleep now"
"Alright, do you mind me doing a bit of work?"
"Of course not"
"Great, goodnight Y/N"
"Goodnight"
You turned off your lamp and laid down, getting comfortable, closing your eyes.
"Oh and John" you said, already half asleep.
"Mhm?" He answered
"Thank you" you smiled, drifiting off to sleep
"You're welcome. Sleep tight." John answered and smiled at the sleeping girl next to him.