Benny Watts Imagines

Sick

Benny sat in his leather chair, inside his Brooklyn basement, it was cold and grey as usual, the only light was the small lamp beside his chair and the occasional rays of light from car headlines coming through the small basement windows, in Benny's hand his new chess strategy book that arrived in the mail.

Slowly the door to the bedroom opened with a whine, and Y/n emerged. Y/n walked across the apartment barefoot, in her small black silk babydoll nightie, her hair in a long dishevelled braid, her face sickly with red eyes and nose,

Benny looked up from his chess book. a smile came to his lips as he watched her, he secretly loved taking care of her, even if he hated seeing her sick in the first place. "Hey, sweetheart..."

she didn't answer, Y/n just trudged over and without a word climbed herself onto his lap sharing the chair with him, her legs between his own, sitting on his thigh, her head against his shoulder, her nose against his neck,

he chuckled softly, wrapping his arms around her and holding her close against his chest, gently rubbing her back in comforting circles as he spoke "Are you feeling any better?"

she shook her little head

his expression softened so he continued to rub her back gently, holding her close to him as he nuzzled his face against her head, pressing a soft little kiss to her hair, "Poor sweetheart..."

Without a word, she moved closer biting his neck,

Benny let out a soft gasp as she bit down on his neck, and when she started sucking a quiet noise came out from deep in his throat. he held her a little tighter, gently rubbing her back as he tilted his head a bit to give her easier access to his neck. he continued rubbing her back with one hand, the other slowly sliding down and gently grabbing her hip. he gently squeezed it as he breathed out a little moan, a subtle look of pleasure on his face as she sucked on his neck. He let out another little gasp as she sucked a little harder, closing his eyes as he savoured the feeling of her lips on his skin. The hand on her hip gently kneaded the flesh there as he spoke in a hushed tone "That feels nice, baby... he tilted his head to the side again, letting her have more access to his neck. He groaned quietly again as she kept sucking on his neck, the hand on her hip slowly sliding under her nightie, gently rubbing and gripping the flesh on her thigh

She pushed his hand away forcing it out from under her nightie as she pulled away and nuzzled into his neck,

He let out a quiet noise of protest, making him pout a little bit. He gently rubbed her back again, trying to gently pull her nightie back down. He whispered in her ear, a soft little hint of a whine in his voice "Baby... I just wanna touch you..."

"too... Sick.." she groans

Benny gently rubbed her back again, holding her close to his chest as he spoke in a quiet, almost soothing tone "I know, sweetheart. But I just wanna make you feel good..."

"cuddles make me feel better" she muttered,

Benny gently kissed the top of her head, wrapping his arms around her a little tighter as he held her close and spoke in a low whisper "I can definitely do that for you, sweetheart. You just stay right here and I'll take care of you." he gently shifted her so that she was sitting more comfortably against his chest, settling back into the chair and getting a little more comfortable himself. he continued to rub her back gently, moving his hand up to gently run his fingers through her hair as he spoke in a low, soothing tone "Just relax, baby. I'm here. I got you."

"Benny?"

he continued to gently run his fingers through her hair, rubbing her back. he gently nuzzled his nose against her ear as she spoke, responding with a gentle hum, his voice barely above a whisper "Yeah, sweetheart? What is it?"

"am I gonna die..." She asked her voice groggy from her sickness

he froze briefly when she asked if she was going to die. his heart sank at the question and he immediately pulled her closer against him, gently gripping her a little tighter as he spoke in a soft, reassuring tone "What? No, no, sweetheart. Of course you're not going to die. You're just a little sick, that's all. You're gonna be just fine. I promise."

"... Would you be sad if I died?"

he froze again at that question, his heart sinking even further at the thought of her dying. he gripped her tighter again as he replied in a quiet, urgent tone, almost sounding a little panicked "Of course I would, sweetheart. I would be devastated if anything happened to you. I love you. You're not gonna die, alright? You're gonna be fine."

"what if I came back and haunted you as a ghost?"

he paused for a few seconds, taking in the question. he let out a quiet, nervous chuckle before replying in a somewhat shaky tone, trying to sound as calm as possible for her sake "If... If you came back as a ghost, I'd still love you. I don't care if you're alive or dead. I'll always love you."

"Even If I was a spooky ghost always poking your butt?"

"Even if you were a spooky ghost always poking my butt... And scaring me to death. I'd still love you. I'd let you poke my butt as much as you wanted."

"... Can I poke as much as I want when I'm alive?"

he couldn't help but laugh a little more at that, "You can poke my butt as much as you want. Any time, anywhere. It's all yours, baby."

Y/n slightly smiled in her weak sick state moving her hand to poke his butt

he let out a playful, slightly exaggerated gasp, a wide grin on his face as he chuckled softly "Oh, is that how we're playing now? I know you're sick and all, but I might just have to punish you for that, sweetheart."

"no, too sick for punishment"

he pouted, though the playful sparkle in his eyes "Mmm... I don't know... You're still poking my butt when you're supposed to be relaxing... Seems like a punishable offense to me. Sick or not, I still might have to punish you. Fair is fair, sweetheart."

"nooo too sick" she whines

he chuckled again, still pouting as he let out a dramatic sigh and spoke with a mock-surrendered tone "Fine, fine. I won't punish you. But only because you're so sick and pathetic and adorable. You're lucky this time, but don't think I won't punish you when you're better." he winked,