Benny Watts Imagines

Eyes

I sat quietly reading my book every so often glancing over to the dinner table seeing Benny sat at it as usual his brown eyes lingering in the pieces and the board his hair gently falling in his eye, his tight blue jeans hugging his body, his dark striped button down undone to the centre of his chest, his chains hanging slightly where he leant a little in his seat, his fingers to his lips as he thought before moving one piece.

"Benny?" I asked making him slightly jump clearly he forgot I was even here his eyes glancing over to me sat on his usual comfy chair beside the lamp gently pivoting his head towards me as he rested his chin on his hand 

"Umm?"

"Would you like a cup of tea? Or coffee?" I offered

"Uhh tea, two sugars please sugar" he smiled to me "I thought you were reading?"

"I got to the end of my chapter" I smiled putting my book on the coffee table getting up slipping my slippers on to walk across the cold concrete floor giving the top of his head a kiss as I walked past which made him gently smile 

"What chapter are you on now?" He asks as I made the tea luckily the water still warm from the last cups I made 

"Sixteen" I answered as I brought his tea and my own over sitting it beside his board 

"Good girl" he smiled kissing my hand "your getting better"

"Not better, just used to it" I answered squeezing his hand 

"Hey, come here" he smiled offering his leg so I moved carefully and sat on his leg nuzzled into his chest "can you see me?" He asked me to put his nose against my own and I nodded "can you read what the timer says?" I looked at his chess clock but it was too far away to see it so I shook my head "okay" he said kissing my forehead "you Will, once you're used to your new glasses" he reminds "will… you still love me? When you can't see me?" 

"Benny, I remember what you look like" I laughed 

"I better be careful then I change too much to might not recognize me" he laughs "can you see the game?" He asks I looked and saw some pieces but others were nothing but a blur to me 

"Sort of, some of them are fuzzy" I shook my head so he moved me a little on his leg to face the game and he explained where each piece was 

"what next?"

"Move the knight, checkmate in six moves" I answered

"Umm good girl" he smiled kissing my temple "Your head still works. It's just your eyes… maybe you could be a blind chess player?"

"Maybe" I giggled "however would I play blind?"

"You feel" he says moving my hand along the edge of his board feeling the engraved numbers in the wood referring to the lines and squares "and you listen, whoever you play against has to say where and what they move" he explained "how do you think chess masters do it blindfolded?"

"Well there all much smarter than me" 

"Y/n, you're smart. Your smarter the any of them will ever be" he told me "come on I'll give you a game" he says so I got up and moved to the other chair I could see my own peices but not his and barely Benny at all "glasses off" he says 

"But then I can't see" I giggled

"That's the point" he says "sugar… I know it's not nice to think about but, the way your eyes are someday, you might not be able to see at all. Even with your glasses. Just give it a try for me" 

"Fine," I sighed, taking off my glasses, putting them on the table beside my arm and everything was a blurry, fuzzy black spotted mess I could barely see much of anything. "this seems unfair" I argued even if I could hear him moving around

"Nope, not unfair sugar" 

"How so?" I asked 

"Because… I'm playing blindfolded" he answered 

"Where did you get a blindfold?"

"Where do you think I got it" he smirked "box under our bed" he laughs "ohh… okay, this is diorrenetaing" 

"You get used to it" I giggled 

"Guess I see just about as well as you do now" he laughs

"Kinda" I smiled "but mine is not completely dark… yet"

"And it won't if you do as your doctor says" he reminds "now white moves first, off you go" he told me we plaid even if it was complicated trying to think of the board in my head running my hands down the sides to get the correct places for pieces and I beat him fairly quickly. There was nothing for a moment before I heard a little noise and my glasses slipped back on my face "that's my girl" he smiled giving my lips a little kiss. I smiled holding his hand and tugging him to our bedroom laying down on our bed slipping off my glasses looking at him even if honestly I could barely see much of anything "y/n? Sugar what are you doing?" He asks as I undid his shirt completely

"Looking at you" I smiled putting my hand to his face gently running my thumb across his smooth skin 

"You can see me?"

"Barely Benny" I giggled "but… I feel you, and it makes a picture in my head like imagining the chess board when you can't see it" I explain running my fingers across his face 

"Oww! That was my eye sugar" he complained as I poked him 

"Ohh sorry" I giggled moving my fingers across his cheek bones, to his nose giving the tip of his nose a tap "boop" I smiled making him chuckle at me moving my fingers across his upper lip and chin "you need to shave"

"What do you care you can't see it?" He laughs

"But I can feel it" I giggled "it's pretty"

"Thank you… I think"

"Hhe" I giggled "the bit under your mouth doesn't connect to the bit on your chin" I laughed

"Will you quit feeling up my facial hair sugar"

"No" I giggled moving my fingers to his lips gently running across them as he smiled "you have soft lips"

"Maybe you should kiss them then?" 

"Maybe" I smiled "why are they so soft?"

"Because I make out with you, and you use so much lip balm that I'm basically also wearing it though the transfer when we kiss" he laughs 

"Ohh… do you like my lip balm?"

"You have one that tastes like cola and yes. I adore that one and I wish you'd wear it more often, I will make out with you for hours when you wear that one"

"Silly boy" I smiled giving him a kiss moving my hand down his neck feeling his boney shoulder, running my fingers down his chest feeling his muscles and his ribcage 

"Ow! Don't poke between my ribs sugar" he laughs. I smiled moving my hand down to his stomach and giggling "what?"

"You have a little tummy," I smiled

"I do?'

"A little bit, too much pizza benny" I remind him poking his little bit if a tummy I moved my fingers down playing with the tiny bit of hair that headed down and the little Lines leading -

"Okay, you know about that bit, you feel it up enough sugar" he warns, moving my hand back to his face "y/n… could you open your eyes?"

"Why? I can't see"

"I know, but… I wanna look at your eyes" 

"But they look horrible-"

"No, they're unique and beautiful. Knowone else in the world has eyes like yours" he says moving some hair from my face so I slowly opened my eyes "there so beautiful…"

"What do my eyes look like?'

"Like… y/e/c stones on a beautiful heavenly cloud, I still love you, going blind or not sugar" he smiled giving my lips a kiss "you're still the most beautiful woman in the world to me"

"Aww Benny" I smiled hugging him tightly "your the sweetest, kindest man in the world"