The 100 Imagines & Preferences

Light House| John Murphy

"Well, shit." I muttered, watching as the video turned to a black screen. John sipped his whiskey, his eyebrows raised as the video faded away.

"You can say that again." He muttered, sitting his glass down. "What do-" Murphy's words were cut off as we heard a loud scraping noise. We shared a look, before running to the doors, getting there right as they closed.

"Shit." I yelled, slamming my fists against the door. We banged on the door, tried to pry it open, done what ever we could, but it didn't budge. We were trapped inside. I was trapped inside with this asshole. An attractive asshole. But, still an asshole.

"Well isn't this just the icing on the cake." Murphy muttered as we slowly walked back to the living room. "Want a glass, doll?" Murphy asked, raising his glass to you.

I shook my head, before wandering over to the cabinets. "How much food do you think is in here?"

"We can count it later, Hanna. Calm down a little, have a drink." He smirked, grabbing a second glass. He poured some whisky into the glass, holding it out to me.

"What if the doors open?"

"I don't think that's happening any time soon. Might as well have a drink while we wait." He shrugged. I sighed, taking the glass from him, a smirk falling on his face as i sipped the drink.

Within an hour, a whole bottle was gone, and we were both drunk. "So." He slurred. "You never told me. What did you do to get locked up, doll?" He asked, sipping yet another bottle.

"That-" I sighed, sipping more of the drink. "Is a very long story."

"I have a feeling we have some time." He said wondering around the room. My drunken mind was about to open up to him, when you heard music start playing.

"What do we have here?" He cooed. His glass still in hand, he stumbled over to me, offering me his hand. "Dance with me."

"Murphy-"

"Come on, Hanna. We're going to be here for a while. May as well have a little fun." He smirked. I sighed lowly, grabbing his hand. He pulled me off of the couch, nearly causing the both of us to fall over.

I giggled slightly as I stumbled into his chest, before we stepped back. He placed his hand on my waist, our bodies staying a fair distance away as i hooked an arm around his neck.

"Don't worry, Sweetheart. I dont bite." He said, pulling me closer to him. He intertwined our fingers together, a small smile on his face. Our chests were touching, our faces merely inches apart.

His breath had a strong stench of alcohol, which I'm sure mine did as well, as his icy blue eyes gazed into mine. I noticed he was inching closer, his hand pressed against my lower back.

His head dipped down, his lips grazing past mine. My breathing hitched as his hand moved from mine, to my face. He leaned down, and right as our lips were about to meet, I pulled back.

"Wait. Murphy, you're drunk." I stuttered. My mind was swimming, but I managed to pull together some rational thoughts. I don't want to be locked in a awkward tension filled place with someone. Especially when that someone was John Murphy.

"Drunk? Nah, you're just a little blurry. Still gorgeous though." He said, his eyes wondering over my face. He dipped his head down, and I found myself stuck in a trance. His nose rubbed against my check, before his lips collided with mine.

It was an intoxicated kiss, but I found myself unable to pull away. His hand dropped from my face, grazing down my side, and stopping at my waist.

Nerves jumbled in my stomach as both of my arms hooked around his neck, pulling me closer to him. He had a possessive hold on my waist, his lips working against mine.

His lips lingered on mine as both of us pulled away, panting slightly. He held my waist, resting his forehead on mine, his eyes staring into my own.

"I love you." He said, his voice barely above a whisper. "And I can promise, it's not the alcohol talking."

"I-i love you Murphy."

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