Dean Ambrose Imagines

My College Bestfriend Read My Diary

This is for FemDante ONE MORE LEFT!
Y/n P.O.V.
I had been best friends with Jon since high school. Everyone always said I was crazy for caring so much about someone who didn't care about me. But no one saw the lovely side of Jon that I saw. Jon always said I was his top priority because he knew that he was one of my priorities no matter if he was at the top or not. Jon and I are roommates now. We've got our own apartment since we go to the same college. I actually love our apartment.

Thank god for my somewhat decent artistic taste because other wise there would only be beer signs and naked women poster hanging up on the wall if it were up to Jon. Yes, we do share a bed. He's warm, I'm always freezing he keeps me warm and I keep him from over heating. We have our own little thing going on. We are odd. We are looked at weird, but we never really seem to care. I was at home one night and I was writing in my diary. I always wrote about Jon. Not only was he my bestfriend but he was my all time crush. There was something about Jon's rugged style that I loved. He was just the right amount of manliness but also showed me his emotions which is very important to me. That's why we get along so well. I wrote all types of fantasy's about Jon and I write them all down. I had seen Jon shirtless more times than I can count but somehow every time he took his shirt off before bed my mind wandered to so many different thoughts and positions I'd let him put me in. Anyway, I was writing in my diary when my phone buzzed and it was Joe. Who is Jon's bestfriend. I sighed and answered it hearing a lot of loud yelling. "H-hello?" I said worriedly. "Hey Y/n I'm sorry for calling you this late, but Jon got into a bar fight and he is way too drunk to drive himself and my fiancée is picking me up." He said and I sighed and rolled my eyes. God damn it Jon. I thought to myself. "Ok I'll be right there I just need to get some warmer clothes on. What bar is it?" I asked as I stood up and walked up the stairs to the bedroom and took out jogging pants and one of Jon's baggy sweatshirts. "It's the Drunken Knight." Joe said and I sighed again. "Alright I'll be there in a little bit. Thank you." I said before hanging up. I put my outfit on and tied my hair up before walking back downstairs and grabbing my keys heading out to my car.
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I pulled into the parking lot of the bar and I could see Joe holding Jon back from some guy. I was livid. I slammed my door shut locking it. "JONATHAN GOOD CALM THE FUCK DOWN AND GET IN THE DAMN CAR!" I yelled out as he whipped his head towards me and his jaw dropped. "Darlin'? What are you doing here?" He said with a smile. "Just get in my fucking car Jon I'm not in the mood for fucking games." I said crossing my arms over my chest. "Ooh look at that your little bitch is coming to rescue you." The fucking idiot guy said, that must have been fucking with Jon because he was also being held back. "Shut the fuck up you dumb ass bitch. If I'm saving anyone it's your pathetic ass from getting your face beat in. Jon doesn't fuck around when it comes to fighting he will not stop until you are bleeding." I said flipping the guy off. Joe lead Jon to get in the car and as soon as he was in I locked it so he didn't try to get out. I sighed and gave Joe a soft hug. "Thank you for calling me and not letting him get arrested again." I said and Joe nodded. "It's all good babygirl no need to thank me. Just do me a favor and text me when you two are home alright?" He said with a smile and I nodded softly. I opened my car getting in and closing it. I sighed looking over at the blue eyes staring back at me. "Jon I don't think you realize how much that I fucking need you." I said shaking my head. "Jon you need to stop getting into trouble. You help pay for where I am living. If you go to jail I will loose the apartment and then where am I going to go Jon?! My parents don't even live in the fucking state! We are both going to college here! Jon you need to stop getting into trouble." I said as tears welled up in my eyes. "I-I'm sorry doll. I just, he said something about you and I lost it. I'm not going to let anyone talk about you like that. Your too wonderful for me to let him talk shit. Especially because I know ya didn't sleep with that ugly fucker." He said and I sighed. "Jon. You never have to defend me to a point where you get into a fucking fight. I don't want to see you hurt or dead. Ok? I know you think that your invincible but your a human being and 5 guys punching and kicking you all at the same time will not prove that your invincible. I-I just don't want to loose you." I whispered quietly wiping my tears away before I back out to drive us home. It was complete silence as I drove. I could see out of the corner of my eye that he would look at me every so often. "Doll?" He asked gruffly. "Hm?" I hummed out shortly. "Are ya mad at me?" He asked as I pulled into our driveway. I sighed and looked over at him. "Mad? No. Disappointed? Yes." I said and with that answer I got out of the car and shut the door walking up the stairs to our apartment. I heard him get out and close the door so I locked it. I unlocked our door and walked in shutting it so no cold air would get in. I set my keys down on the kitchen counter and took my shoes off walking up the stairs and putting my pajamas on. I took my hair out of my bun and let it fall. I heard the door open and lock meaning it was Jon. I sighed and slid into bed laying on my side. I heard him take his shoes off throwing them into a corner. He turned the kitchen light off and then I could hear his steps up the stairs. I closed my eyes pretending to be asleep. I could hear him take off his jeans and shirt. I heard his drawer open and I knew he was getting a pair of shorts on. He sighed as he slid into bed. He pulled me close to him and I sighed. "I'm really sorry. Please don't be disappointed in me." I heard him whisper and I backed up closer to him. "It's ok. I except your apology just don't do it again please?" I said with a sigh. He hugged me putting his chin on my shoulder before I slowly fell asleep.
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I woke up with the feeling of kisses being laid to my calf. I sat up looking to see Jon. My heart felt like it was beating out of my chest. "J-Jon what are you doing?" I asked as he looked up at me and smirked. "I think I should be asking you what you're writin' about in that diary of yours?" He said with a smirk and I gasped. "You read my diary?!" I said angrily. "I was picking up for you and you left it open and I saw my name so I started reading it. Don't get mad at me Doll. Don't think I will hesitate to punish your ass just how you want me too." He said and I instantly knew I was in for the most pleasure of my life. "Wait!" I squealed out as he began kissing up my legs. "What?" He groaned out rolling his eyes. "I need to brush my teeth." I said getting up quickly and walking into the bathroom. I shut the door and breathed in deeply. I turned the water on splashing my face and looking in the mirror. I began brushing my teeth. Once I was done I wiped my face off and looked at myself in the mirror again. Holy shit I'm sleeping with Jon. I thought to myself. I turned the the light off and opened the door and there he was. On the bed;completely naked. His huge cock jutting out between his hips. "Jon." I whispered out my eyes wide glued to the motion of his hand around his cock. He looked up at me and smirked his dimples on full show and his blue eyes shimmering. "C'mere." He said and I slowly walked over. He smirked pulling my tank top up slightly. He kissed on my stomach making my knees buckle. "You do want to do this right? I don't want to make you do anything you don't want to do. You know I care about you more than anything." He said leaving soft kisses on my hip. I whimpered softly my hands falling to his face pulling his face up to look at me. I bent down face to face with the man that I love more than anything. The man I have had a crush on since high school. "I'd love nothing more than this Jon. But did you read the far back page?" I said looking up at him and his eyebrows furrowed and he grabbed my diary from the side of the bed. He flipped through to the last page reading it silently. His face dropped at the end then a soft smile appeared making my heart flutter. He closed it softly and looked down at me. He pulled my face to his and kissed me. His hands trailed to my hips and pulled me on top of him. I moaned into the kiss running my fingers through his hair. "You know how long I've wanted to say that I love you? I really thought I fucked up my chances yesterday." He said in between kisses. "Jon you could never stop me from loving you." I whispered out and he stopped kissing me looking into my eyes. He slowly brought his forehead to mine looking at me like I just blew his mind. "You know I've never loved a girl like I love you. I'm scared w-what if I fuck up?" He said looking at me with worry. "Jon. I love you, and you love me, and we've lived together for 5 years. We've been friends for 8. I don't think there is anything that will scare me away." I said with a giggle and he smiled. "Ok. Well I've got a confession then." He said and looked at the ceiling before looking down and to the side; completely avoiding my eyes. "What is it Jon?" I asked massaging his shoulders. He hummed lightly and closed his eyes before opening them slowly. "I uhm I'm pretty rough you know when I um." He said blushing and stumbling over his words. "Jon, Baby, did you even read or look at anything in my diary?" I asked with a giggle and he furrowed his eyebrows as if he didn't understand what I was talking about. I grabbed the book from the side of me and flipped through it to a specific page. It was a drawing that was very detailed. It was of me, handcuffed to the headboard of a bed. The pink fuzzy handcuffs holding my wrists together, my hands curled in pleasure. Jon was above me. The only thing you could really see is the back of his head and his muscular back with large scratches down his back. My legs wrapped around his torso. His infamous blue jeans pushed to right below his butt. Various toys all around on the bed. Whips, dildos, plugs, ties, all you can think of. A word bubble coming up from my mouth screaming, "JONNN!" And one from Jon's mouth saying, "Fuck baby". I showed it to him and he looked at it. His eyes slowly went wide as he took in every detail. I pulled him down so my mouth was close to his ear. "I want it rough...daddy." I purred out and he gasped. He took the book out of my hand and threw it. He kissed my neck and I gasped as he bit softly. "You drew that darlin?" He asked scruffily. "Yeahhh." I whisper moaned to him. "Fuck! Are ya in'ta all that you have on the bed?" He asked rubbing my breasts and squeezing them. "Ooh yes." I moaned and he smirked against my neck. "Never woulda thought you would be." He groaned out as he slid my shirt off. He licked his lips looking at my bare breasts. He bent down engulfing my right mound in his warm wet mouth. He sucked softly looking up at me. "Oh fuck daddy." I moaned out and he hummed around my breast. "Please daddy! I need your cock." I whined out and he smirked continued to suck on my breast. I reached my arm down and began pumping his hard member. He moaned his eyes fluttering. He bucked up into my hand and I smirked. "Daddy. I want it!" I whined in a bratty tone. Jon looked at me his blue eyes blazing. He flipped me over slapping my ass roughly making me yell out. He did it again but to the other cheek. He wrapped his hand around my hair and pulled back so his face was right by my ear. "Stop being a fucking brat and maybe just maybe I'll give you what you want." He growled and I whimpered. "Do you understand?" He asked and I nodded. He slapped my ass roughly again making me whine. "Words. Tell daddy you understand." He growled out. "I understand daddy." I whispered out and he hummed. "Good girl now daddy will give you what you want." He said and I moaned out. He rubbed the tip of his cock on my panties before pulling them to the side and thrusting into me roughly. "Fuck you are tight." He growled out as I whimpered as he thrusted into me roughly. "You like my cock hm? You like how deep I'm fucking your tight pussy?" He asked gripping my hair in his hand. "Yes I love it." I moaned out my eyes rolling back. "Yeah you do you little fucking slut." He groaned in my ear making me moan. "You like my dirty talk? You like it when I call you a little slut?" He asked panting in my ear bucking his cock up into me roughly every stroke. "Yess I love itttt." I moaned and he chuckled softly. "Who's slut are you hm? Tell daddy." He grunted out as my body tightened around him. "I'm daddy's slut." I whined as my eyes rolled back. My toes curled in pleasure as I exploded around his large member. "Fuck daddyyyy." I whispered as he continued to fuck me. "Fuck I'm gonna come!" He groaned as his hips stuttering. "Uuhhhhhh." He groaned as I gasped his cum filling me up warmly. "Oh my god I love you so much you have no idea how long I've loved you." He panted out as he pulled out of me slowly making me shiver. "Love you too Jon. Forever." I whispered as he picked me up. He kissed my forehead softly carrying me into the bathroom. We took a nice calming bath enjoying each other's company.
~~3 weeks later~~
I sat in the bathroom, crying a positive pregnancy test in my hand. I didn't know what to feel right now. The fear of Jon possibly leaving me was gut wrenching. I heard the door open downstairs and I swore lowly. I tried to hold back my sobs. I heard his heavy footsteps walking up the stairs. "Baby!? Are you here?" He shouted and I sniffled. "Y-yeah." I said standing up and trying to wipe my tears away. He opened the door and I tried to hide the test throwing it in the trash. His beautiful eyes veered from my eyes to the trash. "What was that?" He asked curiously. "I-I." I couldn't even get the words out. He walked passed me and looked in the trash and he body went stiff. I broke down in tears again. "I'm sorry Jon." I whispered as I dropped to the ground hugging my knees. I heard Jon sigh and then I felt his warm arms around me. I tried pulling away but he pulled me closer. "Let me love you damn it." He said putting his head in the nape of my neck. "I'm so sorry. I swear I missed one day and I took the pill right after I." He shushed me kissing my lips softly. "Relax sweetheart. Did you even ask if I want kids?" He asked and I whipped my head up at him. "What do you mean? I thought you said you weren't ready for kids?" I said looking up at him confused. "Yes but that's doesn't mean I can't get ready does it?" He said with a smile. "Y-you don't want me to get rid of it?" I whispered looking up at him. "Hell No! If god wants us to be parents then we must be ready. But ultimately it's up to you." He said with a nod of his head. "I love you Jon." I whispered softly and he smirked. "I love you even more." He said picking me up and bringing us out of the bathroom and into our bedroom. "Where's your phone?" He asked as he sat me down on the bed. "It's over on my nightstand charging." I said pointing to it. He walked over grabbing it and laying down next to me pulling me close lightly. He slowly looked down at my stomach. I was wearing one of his big sweatshirts that I love. He put his hand on the bottom of my stomach and pulled my shirt up. You could just barely see the little bump starting to form. "Look at our little baby." He said with a smile and I giggled looking down. I sighed putting my hand on his large one resting on my stomach. "I'm scared Jon. What if I'm a bad mom?" I whispered putting my head on his shoulder. "Well you aren't going to be. I know how much you care for people and our kid will be no different. Darling parents can make mistakes. It's our first kid for crying out loud." He said rubbing my back. He opened my phone, going to my contacts and touching his moms name. It dialed the number and smiled. "Hey mom. Yeah it's me Jon." He said with a smile. "Oh shit. Baby can I tell her?" He asked his blue eyes sparkling. I smiled, giggled and nodded. "Ma Y/n and I are gonna be parents." He said excitedly. "Yeah! We've been dating for three weeks but I don't care I'm ready for anything when it comes to Y/n." He said and I blushed as he rubbed my stomach. "Thanks Ma. Alright I'll tell her." He said before hanging up. "She said she is happy for us and she knows you'll be a good mom." He said with a big smile. He looked back at my phone and FaceTimed my mom. She answered with a big smile. Her smile widening when she say Jon cuddling me close. "Oh honey! Come see our baby and Jon finally are together." My mom said and my dad scurried over sitting next to my mom. "Finally!" My dad said and Jon and I laughed. "Well Jon and I have been dating for three weeks now and well we've got some news." I said and the raised their eyebrows waiting. "I'm pregnant." I said shortly. I heard my mom gasp. "AHHHHHHHH!" My mom screamed and I looked at Jon nervously. "I AM SO....... HAPPPY!" My mom yelled out as my dad turned the camera and she was dancing around the living room. I laughed as Jon smiled happily. "JON IM SO PROUD OF YOU!" My dad said making Jon laugh. "Dad!" I gasped and he busted out laughing. "Whaaattt? I knew you guys were going to do the nasty sooner or later." My dad said making me snort laughing. "I'm proud of you both. You'll be great parents." My mom said and I smiled. "Thanks mom." I said and she nodded. "Well sweetheart we are going to let you go your father and I are going out with Nancy and Jim. Congrats! We love you both!" They said and we said thank you telling them we loved them.
~ 9 months later~
I said as we walked into our apartment with our new baby boy Asher Joseph Good. He was the most adorable little thing. Jon carried him in the carrier as my body was still weak from giving birth for so long. "Jon baby do you mind if I nap for a while?" I asked and he shook his head softly. "No go ahead baby I'll put Ash down he's sleeping anyway." He said as he sat the carrier down on the couch flipping the blanket off revealing our handsome little boy.

I took him out of his carrier and kissed his cubby cheek, handing him to Jon softly. He whimpered moving around a little. "Shhh Asher it's just daddy. Let mommy have a brake." Jon said rocking Asher back and forth. We walked upstairs and Jon brought Asher over to his crib.

I walked to our bed and laid down. I watched Jon stair at a sleeping Asher in his arms. He was already such a good dad. Asher looked almost exactly like his father. I just hope and pray that Asher is as amazing as his father is.