What Did You Do: Johnny Knoxville

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Johnny Knoxville x reader

'So what are you doing today?' You asked your boyfriend as you lay in bed, naked aside from the sheet covering you, watching him getting ready to leave for set.

'Just a couple of small ones today, honey,' Johnny replied, looking at you through the mirror as he tried to get his hair to co-operate with him. 'Though with you looking like that, you're making it real hard for me to leave this room,' he said as he glanced over his shoulder at you.

'Well if you hurry up and go to work, you can come back here and keep me company,' you said, stretching, purposefully making sure the sheet fell further down you chest, just stopping before it showed anything. You couldn't help but let out a quick laugh as you took in Johnny's expression through the mirror; it was obvious he wanted nothing more than to dive back underneath the covers with you. He walked over to the bed and sat on your side, throwing his arm across your body, effectively caging you in as he leant down to kiss you. You gripped his arm that was propping himself up over you as he made an attempt to deepen the kiss. 'Go to work,' you said, lightly slapping his chest when you pulled away.

'Or I could stay here with you and make sure you never leave this bed all day,' Johnny said, waggling his eyebrows at you and leaning in again to peck your lips.

'Go. To. Work,' I said, laughing.

'Just one more time before I go honey, for luck,' Johnny said, completely focused on you, hooking his finger in the sheet and starting to pull it down.

"Johnny"

'I'm going! I love you,' he exclaimed, his manic laugh being let loose as he kissed your forehead and left the room, sliding his sunglasses over his eyes.

You heard the door close behind you and you walked from the kitchen into the hallway to greet your boyfriend. 'Hey, how was you're - Johnny what the fuck did you do!' you exclaimed when you saw the bandages that covered both of his forearms.

'Before you start to panic, it isn't as bad as it looks okay?' Johnny said, walking over to you and trying to wrap his arms around your waist but was stopped when you put both of your hands on his shoulders.

'What did you do?' you asked again, leading him through to the living room and sitting down on the sofa with him.

'So we did this skit called the Anaconda Ball Pit and it looks great and,'

'Johnny"

'Okay. So I managed to get hold of one of the snakes and it kinda turned its head and bit me a good few times but I'm fine! Just lost a little blood is all and these bandages are just to make sure they stayed clean, I can take 'em off now I'm home.' He quickly took the bandages off of both arms and you couldn't help the small gasp that left your mouth when you saw his arms completely littered with bite marks.

'Johnny,' you said a little sadly, something that Johnny was quick to pick up on, looking down at the marks on his arm, and he gently took my chin between his thumb and finger, pulling your head to look at him.

'Hey, none of that 'kay? I'm fine, like I said, it was nothing major and I got patched up real quick. You don't need to worry, they don't even hurt. I even put a strip of electrical tape around both wrists so they wouldn't get my wrists, now I realise that it would have done absolutely nothing but at the time I,'

'Johnny, stop,' You cut him off when you noticed that he had started rambling, 'I don't care about any of that, I'm just happy that you're okay.'

Johnny looked at you with so much love in his eyes and he pulled you into him straight away, tucking your head underneath his chin, 'I'm so fucking lucky to have you, you know that?'

'Course I know that,' I replied lightly.

'I'm sorry sweetheart, I know it stresses you out when I come home all banged up.'

'As long as you're okay, it doesn't matter,' you said, leaning up to press a gentle kiss to his lips.

Johnny hummed against your lips and moved you until you were laying on the sofa, his head buried in your neck.

'How about I show you just how okay I am?'

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