Classic Rock One Shots

John Bonham #1

How Many More Times?

England, 1968

I woke up to John's loud playing from the den. I sighed and got out of bed. I walked downstairs in only my underwear. John and I had been together for six months now, but I decided it would be okay.

We haven't done anything, except for cuddle and kiss, pretty innocent. I opened the door to the den and stepped in.

He stopped playing when he heard the door open. He stared at me, mouth open. I rolled my eyes. "You're beautiful." He smiled. I blushed. "I'm serious, You're perfect." He smiled. I smiled back at him and walked over next to him.

"Play me somethin' Bonzo." I giggled. He started playing "Communication Breakdown." I smiled as he played.

He stopped and looked up at me, awaiting approval. "You sound amazing." I smiled. "Thank you." "Are you hungry?" I asked. "Mhm."

"Alright, let me get dressed and we can make breakfast." "Or you can not get dressed, i'd like that option better." He smirked. I rolled my eyes,"You have the hormones of a thirteen year old boy." "Well how could I resist you when you look so good." I blushed. "I want you, so bad." "And I want you, but I still want to wait."

"I know,I know. And, I respect that." I nodded and went upstairs. I put on a short circle skirt and a black tank top.

I threw a sweater over it, on account of how cold it gets in England in the winter. I started getting out the supplies for pancakes, when I realized John wasn't there.

"Hm..." I said to myself. We usually make breakfast together. I shrugged it off and continued to mix the batter. I started pouring it into the pan when I felt arms around me. I smiled, knowing it was John.

"You look so cute in my sweaters." He smiled. I looked down at my sweater, and realized it was his. "Oh,I didn't know...Sorry..."

"It's alright, you look cute in it anyway." He smiled. We made breakfast,then ate. We cleaned up and he had to go to practice. "I'll see you in a bit." He smiled. "I'll see you in a bit."

"I love you." He kissed my cheek. "I love you too." I let go of his hand as he walked out of the front door, closing it behind him.