Papa Johns x Reader Fanfic

Papa John x reader fanfic/promotional story

I still remember the night. That fateful night. It was a Saturday night, and I'd just gotten off work, and I needed to get something to eat. As I drove down the road I turned to my phone. "Hey Siri, locate some nearby restaurants".

"Okay, I found these in your area" Siri responds, pulling up a map on my phone. I noticed that if I turn the upcoming corner there's a Papa John's right there.

"Good deal" I say to myself, as I'd been in the mood for pizza all day.

Upon parking, I enter the restaurant. It's oddly quiet, and there's only one person behind the counter. "Welcome to Papa John's," the man says. He turns, and to my complete shock, it's the Papa himself, "what can I get you?"

"Umm, uh" I begin to stutter and sweat. This man is a legend among mortals, and the very thought of being in the same room as him was mind blowing. "I-I don't know," I say in a raspy whisper. A full on panic attack has set in. Noticing, Papa John steps out from behind the counter and puts his hand on my shoulder.

"It's all right," he tells me comfortingly, "a reaction of this nature is natural. Maybe I can help you."

"I'd like some help, I guess" I say, looking down to see a bulge in his apron. "Can I taste whatever is behind that apron?" With a quick nod, the Papa proceeds to whip out one of Papa John's signature garlic parmesan breadsticks. I couldn't believe how big it was. Submitting to my desires, I allow to the Papa to feed me his ginormous bread stick. The tastes of freshly baked bread seasoned with garlic and parmesan fills my mouth, and I begin to tear up as I have trouble taking it all in. After what seemed to be hours of chewing, I swallow the massive load of garlic beard and look up, to see that the Papa has yet another breadstick in his hands.

"We sell our breadsticks in sets of 12, so you're in luck" I proceed to take another one in the mouth. I've never felt like this before, never did I think I'd be eating at Papa John's, being fed straight from the Papa himself. After swallowing, I try to catch my breathe.

"I...I need something to drink" I pant out. The Papa, whips out a 2 liter Mountain Dew bottle, and proceeds to shove the oversized vessel into my small, open mouth. I chug furiously, tasting the sweet nectar which flows from it. I keep going until I drain the whole bottle.

"Impressive" remarked the Papa with a slight smirk, "No one has ever taken a load that size in one sitting. But I know you won't be able to handle this." My eyes open wide, as I stare in absolute shock at Papa's huge, meaty 16 inch signature deep dish pizza, available for only $9.99. I try to protest, but it's too late. The Papa rams the first slice into my mouth, causing me to gag and my eyes roll back. The sticky mozzarella cheese floods my mouth, so warm and fresh. I can taste the bacon and onions, two additional toppings you can add for only 99 cents each. It feels so good, but so it's too hot, as the pizza was fresh out of the oven. After 10 of the most intense minutes of my life, I was left panting on the floor on my hands and knees. "That...was the...hottest...pizza ever. It was so good."

"You know what they say," Papa said and leaned in and whispered, "Better ingredients, better pizza, Papa Johns".