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Stolen Kisses

Benny watts x reader ( female )

Warnings - cheating, alcohol, swearing, mild nsfw,

All involved are 18+ before anyone starts that nonsense. Enjoy

2600 words

The night had went fine, great in fact. The drinks were plentiful and for the first time the bar was actually busy, which for being so early in the year was a brilliant start. You were sitting at the middle table which was sort of the locals table along with Benny standing beside you as he'd given you his seat and despite having an empty one on the other side of him always referred to stand next to you for whatever reason, he was quite a bit older than you, he had been in school with your mum. With his girlfriend Beth and Cleo in front of the two of you the table was quite merry. Benny was mostly having pints of lager, Beth was on the rum, Cleo had whiskey and a pint and you were having vodka with Apple juice and lemonade.

It was your turn for a round so you bough for the table and got yourself a double, you felt the need to binge tonight and while you know you shouldn't it didn't stop you. Once paying you collected your change and to your delight it was mostly pound coins meaning more music on the jukebox, you offered it to Benny since he has quite a lot of enthusiasm for the jukebox but he told you to put it on yourself, which you did with some hesitation knowing your taste in music is quite a bit different so you went for some more classic songs like ‘Heart of glass’ by blonde which after a few other choices played while you were seated. Benny looked at you with delight as it played and Beth gave you the thumbs up and the three of you started singing, beth dropped out after a while but you and Benny stuck at it till the end as best you could because, as Benny pointed out, no one really knows the words.

The night went on smoothly and last orders were called, Cleo bought this round but you also got yourself another double, you've no idea how may you'd had at this point. You'd been drinking quite a few nights that week and you were fighting to keep your hand tremor at bay. Something that happened quite a bit especially after a lot of alcohol.

Another of your friends had come in a little earlier and Benny was friends with her mum and had given her mum a message just to say how alike her daughter was to her which he told you while leaning in close that the mum had disagreed with mildly aggressively, you mentioned how alike you were to your mum which Benny somewhat disagreed with, he remembered her from school and just didn't agree, heavily implying you being better looking than she had been. You didn't care that's just how he is. Yous found yourselves talking about the night before last where you'd also all been in drinking, and how Benny had been dancing quite dramatically with some guy that had also been there. You laughed but couldn't help wondering if he remembered something else from that night. All the stolen kisses. After that night had ended you had gone back with Beth and Benny who when Beth's back was turned or in the other room he took those opportunities to kiss you, you hadn't stopped it, but the last time it had happened while Beth was doing something else. he had leaned in for a kiss and you had turned away slightly, he then let out a sigh and moved your hair to kiss your neck slightly and bite your ear a little, not enough to hurt you of course. He pulled away and tilted your face to him. ”Just kiss me.” he had said in a tone of near desperation. You did before you could stop yourself, his hands on your sides, his tongue exploring your mouth, you tried to meet him halfway but he was very much in control. When he pulled away you found yourself frozen slightly and just stared at him, you must have looked somewhat sad in that moment because his next words that came out matched your thoughts ”I know it's wrong.” and with that he pulled away as you both heard beth approaching, your hand touched your lips and he decided to go to bed which you decided was a good cue to leave, having work the next morning.

Bringing yourself back the moment the bar man rang the bell again for closing time and asked that the group drink up. Cleo invited you and the couple back to theirs which the three of you accepted cheerfully.

You found yourself again losing your thoughts as you remembered the first time Benny had kissed you, while the second night of it happening was merely a few days the first occasion had been months ago, and you assumed one drunk night wasn't going to repeat itself. You had walked him home to help him carry something, this coming after an argument where Beth didn't want to go home and he had so you stepped between your friends to offer a hand. Walking back you had suddenly found his hand in yours. You had already told him you doubted it would be there, his logic being some guy said he would drop it off which, let's face it, was based on a maybe. When you got to where it was supposedly left you realised Benny was about to keep walking you too the house so you pointed out he needed to look for it. He took out his torch and letting go of your hand to hunt for a few minutes. It wasn't there. He wasn't happy and stood in front of you. ” I hate to say I told you so but I did tell you.” you said arms crossed. He stepped closer and put his hands on your shoulders and replied ” I hate being wrong.” before pulling you to meet his lips. This was the first time he had kissed you and you were in complete shock. When you pulled away the only thing you could say was ” we need to go back and get beth ” and at this he started walking away you tried to stop him and pull him back but he turned round to kiss you again except this time you turned your face away and repeated yourself again. And he moved away again. The final kiss after a lot of arguing he grabbed a hold of your hair and angled your face to his, deepening the kiss as far as he could.

Back in the present you had all finished your drinks and were putting on jackets. Getting ready to leave. You round yourself feeling quite groggy, and suddenly you were in Cleo’s street. You could feel Bennys hand on your back helping you along, occasionally reaching down to squeeze your ass when he was sure no one was looking. Once everyone was through the front door, Cleo went to the kitchen, Beth to the toilet, you and Benny were standing alone in the porch and you felt him pull you as he leaned down and once again you locked lips with him. He quickly pulled away as Cleo came into sights. You remember sitting down in the living room and being handed a drink but then next thing you were in Bennys house following him and Beth to their living room. The alcohol had definitely hit you and you struggled with your words, you felt Bennys lips on yours again every so often but you were so past awareness it just came and went. At some point he went to bed and you found yourself crying, Beth who your actually really good friends with was very concerned and tried to comfort you best she could but you couldn't tell her and while you know you should, you picked the selfish road. Because if you tell her you will loose them both. And they were pretty much your only friends in this place. Beth eventually got you to a state of calm and told you to stay the night, settling you down on one of the armchairs which wasn't the first times you'd slept there. You felt asleep pretty fast which was certainly a change.

You woke up around 8 and after a moment of realisation of your whereabouts you went to the toilet. At some point, you'd taken your hair out and you've no idea where your tie was but you sighed and went back to the armchair. The house was always quite cold but you didn't mind. You felt quite safe there.

You lay awake a while but rested your eyes. The beginning of a headache calling your name. You had drawn the duvet you'd been given over your face a little and lay there.

After some time you heard footsteps and Benny approached you assumed it was time for his first cigarette of the day. He was close now and you wondered if he knew you were there. This however was a quickly resolved thought as you felt the covers above your face being moved down and your eyes snapped open as you jumped slightly at the contact. Benny was smiling down at you quite pleased with himself. ”your an arse Benny” he laughed and agreed. Sitting down on the floor to roll his fag. You talked at him for a little while. Trying to piece what you’d forgotten from the night before. Always a joyful task. You watched as he lay down on the ground with a pillow at his head and he covered his face with his arm as he smoked. Now for all your drinking you didn’t smoke but it was almost calming to watch him. Although it was also a little stressful, reminding him he’s still holding his fag as he comes dangerously close to setting himself alight. He finishes it and continues to lay there and talk to you a little.

He groaned a little and you commented on his usual smugness of not getting hangovers “ I’m still drunk is the issue” he sighed ” to be fair I think I am too ” you nodded. You'd both had quite a lot by the end of the previous night so it isn't so surprising.

”I'm cold” he commented to the room more than you. You agreed silently and then spoke up ” I would offer to give you a hug but I don't think it would make a difference.” He gave a small smile at that and replied “ hugs always make a difference.” At that you felt a wave of calm was over you as you stated “ I shall come and give you a hug then.”

With that you got out of the chair and brought yourself down next to him before resting your head on his chest and reaching an arm over him and hold him as best you could. He was so skinny your could feel his rib cage. You probably should have moved shortly after but you found yourself comfortable with him. And you felt one arm snake round your shoulders and his hand rubbed your upper arm. His other hand you found playing with your hair as you lay there. You could hear his heart and as it thumped another wave of calm washed over you. Nothing could hurt you here. All your fears seemed to melt away with each beat. The hand in your hair moved and you felt your face being tilted up to Benny and he kissed you. Then he rolled himself till you were back to the floor and he was above you, his hands on your hips he pulled your legs around him and settled his body between you he went to kiss you again but pulled away to moved your hair out of your face. His hands roam around your whole body. With his tongue in your mouth, you felt yourself being moulded how he wanted you. He reached under your hoodie but you had a top under it that was tucked into your jeans so he couldn't reach your skin but he continued to map out your body. He moved your hair away from your neck and pulled you too him as he kissed every inch he could reach, pulling your collar away from your body as he kissed. You felt his hand on your breast and as you don't usually wear bras his fingers played with your nipple through your top before he moved down and kissed your nipple through your clothes, his hand sliding down your side and holding your ass as he moved back up to kiss you again, your arms wrapping themselves round his neck and your hand in his hair. The hand on your ass moved down, like his was trying to memorise you and he went down your whole leg till he was holding your foot and then back up to your side to hold you. His other hand moved down to your crotch and stroked you once but he seemed to not want to ruin where you had both gotten too and moved back up into your hair, his lips still on yours, he tasted like fire and smoke. He pulled away again and went back to your neck and kissed you a few times, you gasped a little and he then kissed a trail along to your face. First your cheek then your eye then your forehead and finally your nose before returning once more for another deep kiss. He moved away again and held himself above you and looked down at you like you were the most beautiful thing he'd seen. He moved down a little and just lay his head between your breasts as you both caught your breath a little.

He sat up and you didn't really know how to react honestly so you just lay there. You could feel your hands starting to tremor again which wasn't completely out of the ordinary but in this case is a little different, fireworks were going off in your mind. Benny reached out a hand to pull you up to a sitting position and then just held you too him. He felt your hand shaking and when he let you go he gentle held it. ” your shaking ” he whispered and looked at you, you couldn't reach his gaze but laughed a little ” I'm always shaking.” you looked up a little and continued ” you know that.”

” I should probably go back to bed” he said sounding a little sad almost.

” I would highly recommend it ” you nodded, while you didn't want him to leave you know you both needed to sleep off the alcohol properly. He got up to do something, you assumed he had gone to bed but he returned and sat on the other side of you. You had hung your head a little and let your hair fall in your face. When he sat down he rolled himself another fag, when he finished rolling it he looked at you and moved your hair from your face and making you look at him instead of your trembling hands. He smiled at you and put the free arm round your shoulders and held you to him once more. You rested gently on him while he smoked.

” I'm going to go back to bed for an hour ” he announced and you nodded in understanding. He flicked the end of the cigarette into the ashtray and before moving kissed the top of your head. Then he left and you heard the door to his bedroom close.

You remained sitting on the floor for some time before heaving yourself off the floor and back on the armchair where you thought about what happened for quite a while before eventually falling back asleep.

[lexiwright]

Night out

Benny watts x reader

I'm so so so sorry this to so long to come out. I had planned it to be out for new year and then I kept changing my mind so it may not seem like it makes sense apologizes, I'm also promptly moving tomorrow. I literally was told my parents couldn't handle me and my mental health anymore and am not getting kicked out just ( space for everyone ) so yea I'm feeling very low and just so no one wonders why the next one will probably take so long. I'll be living with my real mum who has her own issues too so we will see

Trigger warning - slight alcohol miss use. Slight drunken abuse (not from benny he would never.)

Some cuddles and fluff

Prompt - ”Can you please come and get me ”

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It had been a less than successful night. Your sure others wouldn't agree but you sat next to a gutter at the side of a very quiet road in front of a building of which merely hours ago you had been drinking aside friends in had drunk adults spilling from the door as everyone came and went.

Your arms wrapped tightly around yourself, you glanced around and spotted a payphone a little down the street. Pulling yourself off the ground and reaching for your bag you stumble your way away from the slow rumbling music that clung around the door from inside. It got distant and you fell into the booth.

You thought about how the night had started. The party had been on everyones mind for days. You were going with cleo and the boys. Beth was even gonna meet you guys there. Who was in New York for a few days, staying in a hotel a few blocks from the party. Although she didn't stay long, trying to keep sober.

You guys had got there around 11. In time for the beginning of shots being pasted around. Which you off course accepted. Kick starting the night with some vodka.

All went well for a few hours, by about 2 you'd put back your fair share of drink. And that's when it started to hit you. You weren't a stranger to the results of alcohol tho and kept going like it was nothing.

But apparently your uneven walking had caught the attention of some...less than pleasant individuals. They had tried talking to you before and you just ignored them. They had a look in their eyes that you weren't comfortable with so you didn't dwell on them.

But they had dwelled on you it seemed. They noticed as your balance had started to wobble. Quite possibly noticing when your words all slurred together. And definitely when you stumbled in front of them as you had unsuccessfully attempted to step past one of them. But there was no call for the man to grab you. And not in a way to help you balance. You told him to let go. But his hands had other ideas. You tried to pull his hands off of you and your not sure what happened next but he slapped you.

You probably did something wrong you thought. You always screw things up.

Some words were exchanged and you rushed out. Not after kneeling him in a not so nice place. he tried to grab you. Ripping the shoulder of your one straps. It was a cheap dress but now you had to make sure you help up the strap just in case.

You felt humiliated and your face hurt.

You found some money in your bag, next to some mint gum that you decided was a higher priority.

Benny hadn't come to the party. He thought it sounded stupid. And when you had stepped out of your room into the middle of the apartment he looked at you and snorted.

” what do you expect to get in that get up?” he asked suggestively.

You didn't think anything of it and giggled at him. But now you thought maybe it truly was your fault an that you seemed like you were asking for it.

Shaking your head to clear it of such thoughts. Which made the small booth spin a little but you stuck with it. Putting in the coins and trying to remember the right numbers for the house. You felt sick as you listened for the click of the phone being a answered and a harsh voice on the other end speaking.

”hello?”

It was Benny. Hopefully you hadn't woke him.

” Benny?” you whispered out. Realising you had to speak

” Y/N?” he questioned. Voice softening a little.

You twirled the cable as you stared at your shaking hand.

Your throat seemed to close up as you looked for the words. To explain how drunk you had got. To explain what the men tried to do to you. Why you hadn't come home yet even though it was now 3.

” Y/N what's the matter” he asked sternly.

Your eyes pricked with sudden tears and with a slight choke you sobbed out.

”Can you please come and get me ”

”what happened where are the others?” he seemed startled

” I don't know. I'm sorry. Please Benny.”

There was a split second of silence and then

” I'm coming to get you stay right where you are. ” and then another click.

You waited. Felt like a life time. You thought about a lot of things. Part of you was worried Benny wouldn't come. That he would leave you here. You struggled to keep your self balanced so you went over to a step and sat down. Put your head in your hands with your elbows resting on your thighs.

You sighed. Maybe you should find your own way. You sat up and ran your fingers through your hair.

It wasn't to long before a taxi pulled up in front of you and outstepped a slightly frustrated looking Benny.

His hair askew and a loose black shirt, he took a few long strides to reach you.

Looking up you giggled at how tall he looked. Sighing at your antics he held out a hand and began to pull you too your feet.

Wobbling considerably you made it to an upright position and with a long arm around your waist you stumbled your way to the taxi.

You some how got in. A testament to what a person would do to get away from a party.

You could tell he hadn't noticed your strap or face yet, you had concealed it well. Somehow.

Time didn’t work for you so you’ve no idea how long it took to get home. But when you did benny got out first to open the door for you and pay the driver.

Thanking the man. He shut the car door and watched for a second as it pulled away before turning his attention to the more presssing matter of the drunking idiot before him. Giggling at a joke he obviously missed.

He noticed your face. You saw the moment he did and he stepped closer. Enough to see the outline of a hand.

This was when Benny realised there was a little more to this story of you just getting blitzed as he, for the first time took in your appearance, clocking the strap you were holding up with your arms folded.

A hint of rage passed through him before he calmed and took your hand to get you inside. You were barely three steps into the building befor you asked

“How am I supposed to get down the stairs”

Slurring lightly.

He sighed. Not for the last time and leaned down to hoist you into his arms and proceeded with caution as he walked with you. You giggled some more as you wrapped your arms around his neck, hugging into him.

You were drained. And you wanted to sleep. Leaning your face into his neck you've never felt safer.

When he reached the bottom he placed you down gently and unlocked the door to let you both in. This time just holding you round the waist as you wobbled down the small set of stairs. He then pulled you to the sofa and sat you down.

After doing the usually after drinks things like water and getting you a jumper and some shorts of his he then sat next to you and spoke for the first time since you's had got in.

”are you going to tell me what happened?” he gently pushed. Not wanting to push you over the limit but he was concerned.

Your face fell and you nodded a little and told him very roughly but enough that he understood what had happened. He was angry, to say the least, but knew there was nothing he could do about the disrespectful toad roaming the streets. So he settled to offer you an open arm for you to cuddle into him. You of course jumped at the offer and snuggled into the warm man.

You didn't want to go to bed and Benny knew that. Knowing you'd not have the effort to get up and both being quite comfortable where you both remained.

You spotted a book on the coffee table and looked up at Benny with puppy dog eye that you knew he couldn't refuse.

” will you read to me?” you pleaded.

He chuckled and lent forward to retrieve the book. It happened to be the hobbit. ( I know it's not for everyone but I know it's written before Benny time so apologies please roll with it)

As he started to read chapter one an unexpected party and began describing the hobbit hole. You felt yourself begin to doze off to the soothing tones and his other hand rubbing soft circles on your upper arm.

It wasn't how the night had supposed to go but you were with him now and you felt protected. Knowing he came to your aid.

(with regards to the slap Yes I know this is a little unrealistic it lasting that long but I once got one that lasted a few hours ( I’m not being hit just to clarify it was a joke with some pals who one of them was telling me about a slap match to see how much he could take and the other we were with friend had really went for it and it was actually shockingly sore and my drunk ass went I can take it and he was reluctant at first and then went to go and did it before stating that was hadn’t been hard enough and went again even harder and it left quite a mark and we all laughed so ya. ) but just pretend if you don’t think it would )

[lexiwright]

Oooh that cliffhanger, go check this out people xx

Tis the Damn Season

A/N: So, this was supposed to be a Benny x Reader one-part imagine, but it went further than I thought. So, this will be a multi-part fic that I am building in my head featuring Benny Watts, US Chess Champion, and my OC Katherine Rose, a writer who’s back in New York for the first time in two years.

Pairing: Benny Watts x Katherine Rose (Original Character)

Word Count: 1,628 

Warnings: drug and alcohol use, swearing

Chapter 1: It’s Been Two Years. Get a Fucking Grip.

It’s been two years since Katherine has seen Benny in person. The only time he’s been in her life lately has been on the cover of various magazines. Why the hell do they put chess players on the cover of Sports Illustrated, anyway? 

But the girl’s learned to keep her head down. The New Yorker and The Paris Review aren’t housed near the chess magazines, anyway. Unless Benny has taken up a love for writing since they were last together, Katherine knows she’s safe to browse bookstores to her heart’s content. Pharmacy checkout counters, however, are another story altogether.

Keep reading

[lexiwright]

Too everyone who likes my posts on Christmas -

You doing okay. Do you need a hug?

I send love to all

And I really hope people enjoyed their Christmas’s

And to everyone. I’ve not posted in a little bit but that’s just cause I’ve been working on some stories which I’m thinking for the first few days of new year??

But yes.

Take care

Xxxx

[lexiwright]

Ahhh guys look at this. I really love this and people should definitely check this out xxx

1. “Yeah. Well, I shut everyone out. Don’t take it personally. It’s just easier.

This is the first prompt for Benny Watts x reader fic, taken from @lexiwright s post for prompts in this Fandom.

Warnings :mild swearing.

Your alarm rang harshly. You sit up grumbling reaching out to shut it off, and all you want to do is plunge back into soundless and blissful sleep but you tear away from it and walk, no-- drag yourself to the small basin in the basement apartment you and Benny shared. The apartment wasn't very big, Benny's side of it was extremely organized and it fit as naturally as chess pieces on the chessboard. it was like a well made hotel room and had a calm centered atmosphere while your side... Your side was chaotic. Smears of paint on the floor and splatters of it on the wall, sketchbooks propped open, loose pages of unfinished works put up on the wall and brushes and palettes unorganized. Even some of your clothes had paint on it. But Benny understood the madness and beauty of your passion that's one of things you both had in common. You open the faucet and cold water gushes on your hands and suddenly you aren't sleepy anymore. You shower quickly and and dress in a pair of tight pants and a nice shirt. By the time you're done the first rays of the sun are visible they are a certain shade of gold against the windows. Not the sunset soft gold but harsher, sharper and more luminous. It formed small pools of gold on the floor and gave a different look to the half finished canvas on your paint spattered wall. You just stand and look at the skyscrapers piercing the sky silhouettes against the rising sun, and wonder how simple yet captivating it all is. You finish breakfast and decide to explore the city's old cathedrals and bookshops. You buy some secondhand books because you like reading them from the perspective of the previous reader too. You also buy a new canvas and a tube of black paint from a art supply store nearby. On your way back you remember Benny would be home tomorrow morning and you could talk to him and finally hear his voice again because he left for Cincinnati 6 days ago and he said nothing to you the day he was leaving he just left a note that said... Going to Cincinnati, won't be playing, will be back in a week. He hadn't answered any calls you made or tried to call you back. He wasn't himself before he left either. He got frustrated very easily if he thought he made the wrong move even when he was practicing, he kept replaying the older games, he'd downed one too many cups of coffee to count and he was reading openings and endgames from two different books simultaneously. You tried to talk to him but he seemed distant and barely spoke to you so you gave him some space. You reach the basement apartment and unlock the door you set down the canvas and tube of paint and the books at your workplace and eat lunch in a hurry because you can't wait to paint on the new canvas...

You sit in front of the canvas and think of what you were going to paint but you weren't able to think of anything it was late afternoon now but all you were able to think of was Benny. The time when both of you stumbled into a small diner laughing and flushed from the cold. Benny trying to draw and actually being not as bad as expected, paint in his hair and joy in his eyes, Benny at a match ready to devour the game, the look that played in his eyes when he new it was a 5 move checkmate and he'd already won. Benny with his head bent over a book, hair falling into his eyes, the time when he tried teaching you chess, and when he fell asleep on the table from exhaustion before a match and you stayed beside him the night, his lips on yours, tasted faintly of coffee and the way he was always there no matter how bad a night or how good a day--Stop. You will yourself to stop thinking about him but before you know you're hand is already moving swiftly across the canvas, you realize that it's him you're drawing. Benny. It wasn't like you hadn't drawn him before but you really hadn't in a long time. There was a time you had sketchbooks filled with his pictures and sketches they were all wrong and bad but that was before you got better at painting. Now you were painting from memory no references. Gold. You couldn't paint him without gold because his hair was not just blond, it was tawny and wheat and dull, pale gold, cadmium yellow with titanium white and gold. You squeeze the gold onto the pallete until the smell of turpentine and paint focused on one memory of him. The day you came to New York the first time and the skyline inspired you and he was next to you in the car and you knew you were going to be happy. His eyes dark, until kissed by sunlight when they became coffee brown and honey. That's how you told him they looked and he'd been amused and said "people think of them mostly as empty pits but I'll take your word for it y/n."you got up only when it was getting dark outside and harder to see, so you switched on the light by the time you finished the painting it was well past midnight and you decided to take a nap which became a heavy sleep. You woke up at 7 the next morning and realized with a jolt Benny was coming back today so you quickly finish up with the highlights in the painting and wrap up the workplace,which no matter how nicely cleaned would easily tell anyone it was an artist's. You shower, eat and clean before you realize the nights sleep sure wasn't enough and your head felt a little heavy. You flip the now dry canvas so Benny won't see it once he's back and settle in the chair with a book and nod off.

You're wonken by a not- so- loud swear " Goddammit" the voice said. It was 9am as you check your watch and you say, "Benny?" you see his back is to you and his shoulders tense. He seems to have arrived a while ago because he had changed and clothes were on his bed."Why didn't you wake me up and tell me you were back?" you say. "I didn't want to wake you up." he say slowly turning to you. You didn't know whether to hug him or stand and gape athl him. So you do neither, and all the questions and emotions you held in start tumbling out without any preamble or warning. "Why'd you not tell me you were going to Cincinnati? Why did you leave a note? Benny are you alright? is something wrong? You tell me when you're leaving, always. Why didn't you say anything this time? You didn't answer any calls or call back, you weren't talking to me before you left, you didn't tell me what it was when I asked you, all you do is leave a note before leaving for Cincinnati, and I don't like seeing you like this Benny Watts! " you realize your voice is rising now but you just don't care, " I don't like it when you shut down like this I know how it is, I've known it myself and I love you Benny I need you to talk to me so we can figure it out together. " you finish almost breathlessly. His expression is a mix of despair, frustration and something else you don't quite understand. After a pause he says, “Yeah. Well, I shut everyone out. Don’t take it personally but It’s just easier y/n. I've been like this for so long and it hasn't changed it has become less frequent but it's still there I shut people I care about and love out. It's why I turned to chess so viciously before Cincinnati. Because it is one thing that I can control. every configuration, every move, every configuration, it's predictable I know what will happen its a safe haven when I shut people out. Look I've learnt to push people away, but I'm not sure I know how to make them stay. And I need you to stay. So I'm sorry if it hurt you and believe me I didn't mean to it's just how I am and I don't know how to change. I can't change y/n." He's breathing raggedly now and suddenly the apartment seem feels stuffy and it's hard to brethe you go to the door saying," I need some air." And go out. You take in the New York air after a few minutes you head back in.

You open the door and find Benny holding the canvas of himself, the one you hoped he wouldn't find so soon. He looked up at you and back at the canvas and said, " This is amazing y/n, I thought you stopped sketching me. I loved you sketching me I thought you didn't do it any more... I... I... This is beautiful y/n." he seemed he couldn't find words for what he felt so you just walk toward him, take the canvas from him set it aside and put your arms around him wordlessly. You feel his arms around you pulling you closer and he whispers into your ear," I'm so, so sorry y/n, I don't know how to fix this and change." "I understand Benny I just... I want to help you but you need to let me. try talking to me next time? And not push me out?" You feel him smile against your cheek and say, "I love you y/n no matter what don't forget that" and you say, "I love you too Benny don't you ever forget that. "

He pulls away and turns on the radio. You're the one by the Vouges plays and he wraps his arms around you again only this time your lips meet and you taste the same faint coffee and the same softness of your first kiss with him and you're home. "and do me favour will you?" he says against your lips "mhmm" you mumble. "Please don't stop drawing me. " and you smile against his lips and feel like you're where you need to be. Where you are loved.

Sorry for the long one and thank you so much is you read the whole thing.

Have a great day❤️

[lexiwright]

Insomnia

Benny watts x reader

This was meant as a short one shot but ended up a little longer that expected.

Word count - 1130

Warning- minor swearing, reader with sleeping issues. I've had some in the past but I didn't want to go into too much details.

Enjoy.

Prompt 11-“ how long has it been since you slept”

A trance fell on the entire city, a symptom of the night taking over from the day. But it's New York, the city that never sleeps. Now it's just the night shift city folk.

In a small basement apartment under an older house, your room was starting to look like a bomb testing ground. The entire apartment was split in two. One side was yours which was chaotic and an absolute pigsty. There was of course a wall and a door dividing the two halves. Which was, of course, necessary because if the boy on the other side saw he wouldn’t be pleased in the slightest. His side reflected the order of chess. Everything in a place. His little bedroom in the corner, the living area always had quite an empty feeling but it was also home and yous had known each other years so didn’t have much much of an issue with it.

Some people found it strange you and him living together but it didn’t bother you.

There were a few house traditions yous had. Such as every night, if he was home. at between 9 pm and 11:30 pm. He would come through and make you stop what you were doing and take you to sit at the kitchen table so you can eat together and play a little chess and just enjoy each others company.

Benny watts was state champion and the country's very best chess player. When he wasn't at tournaments he would be in the living room, usually sitting on the floor with a chessboard and a pile of books around him. Studying end games or old masters. You always admired his dedication to the work he did. He was happy with his place in the world and you know that's all that mattered.

You on the other hand. Where a different kind of artist. The room was littered in half-finished canvases and palettes of paint in striking colours. You spent all day every day painting your next piece. You had a contract with the gallery nearby which doubled as an auction. No one knows your face so you weren’t famous the way benny was but many knew your “pen name”. You preferred it that way.

Your room didn’t have a bed. Never did. A fact benny wasn’t aware of. You instead had a big rocking chair which you often sat on to bring on a grace wave of inspiration. But you would also curl up with a blanket and sleep there instead.

Recently however you were struggling to sleep at night. Turning a few of your painting a little more sinister. You brushed it off at first thinking you were just getting silly waves of inspiration. But when you collapsed on a painting you realised it might not be the case.

You had many bad habits but you didn't think this would turn into one. So you brushed it off as nothing. But when the few nights turned to weeks you started wondering if it was something more.

You would have considered turning to Benny for comfort but when it started he had a tournament a week later and was going off to Mexico City. So you didn't want him worrying.

He was scheduled to come back a week later but had decided to stay for a wee holiday for two weeks instead. So when it had been four weeks since it started you looked like a zombie.

When he came home he makes a big announcement that he had returned which made you laugh. And you shouted through that you just wanted to finish something up and you'd bee about an hour. It was late anyway so he would want to sleep soon.

At least you hoped that. And maybe he wouldn't notice the bags under your eyes and the signs of exhaustion as you walked.

You were always clumsy but now you could hardly touch anything without dropping it.

You eventually emerged from your room and saw Benny replaying a game at the table.

” hey how was your trip?” you asked slowly. Your voice badly able to keep up and you sank into the chair.

” oh it was really good. I definitely needed the break...” his smile faltered as his voice trailed off as he tore his attention away from the board and looked at you. Your appearance must have startled him for he was left speechless.

” do I have that much of an effect on you benny?” you teased laughing a little.

He reached forward and grabbed your chin tilting your face into the light to look up at him.

” hey what are you...?” but he cut you off before you could finish.

” shit Y/N” he cursed whistling low. “ how long has it been since you slept”

your face fell and he pulled away as you hung your head in shame.

” I've not been sleeping right for a few weeks now,” you told him truthfully.

It was his turn for his face to fall and concern washed over him.

” any idea why? ” his voice wobbled a little.

You shook your head as he sighed.

The pair of yous remained in silence as Benny thought for a minute.

” I've got it.” you looked up at hearing his comment confused.

” come with me, maybe I can help.” and with that, he took your hand and lead you into his bedroom. He saw your hesitation and he rubbed his thumb soothingly on your hand which felt better.

He pulled his top off and his jeans and tossed them to the side.

He tossed you a jumper of his and told you to put them on as he turned around so you stripped down and shoved it on.

” done,” you say and he spins mock dramatically back to look at you.

” hey that actually suits you” he comments as his eyes flick up and down your body. You blush nervously of what's about to happen.

He pulls back the duvet of his well-made bed and gesture for you to get in first.

You climb into his bed and settle in. Lying on your side facing away from him. You feel the mattress dip as he climbs in beside you.

Arms wrap protectively around you and turn you over to face him. Benny positions himself so you're lying atop his chest. His heartbeat slow and calming. One arm around your waist rubbing slow circles with his thumb and the other stroking your hair gently.

” shhh. Sleep now. hush” his voice shushes and lulls you into a trance. He smiles down and you and gently kisses your forehead as you feel yourself finally falling into the blissful darkness of sleep...

[lexiwright]

Building Jealousy

Benny watts x reader

A/N- so hey first benny sorry. This was requested by Anonymous with the second prompt. This is my first in a while so I'm a bit rust but I really hope it's well received and yeah.

Also a side note that isn't import but when writing this Ive been listening to ”You” by petit biscuit. I'm not sure why but any time I've been reading anything to do with benny or writing him this is my go to song. But yes thanks for reading and ya.

Word count - 1720

Warnings - none

Prompt 2 “your jealous aren't you.”

You weren’t amazing at chess. You knew that. Next to people like Beth Harmon and Benny watts you were well aware of the fact. But it was an interesting game which you did good enough when you put your mind to it that you had entered a few tournaments over the years just for the adrenaline rush. You’ve managed to build up to a good enough level that you were state champion for a while but it only lasted a little while.

You’ve known benny a while. And Beth too. You were closer with benny and for a time you thought maybe the pair of yous could become something more. But as soon as Beth came into the frame you lost his interest and you went back to just admiring him without him returning any ounce of feelings to you.

You met Beth in Mexico. Before the great loss against Borgov. You barely got past the second round and lost in the third but hey you weren’t to bothered. But you had noticed how often Beth appeared alone and you decided to see if she wanted company. She seemed to take to you fairly well and yous quickly became friends. After her mum died you comforted her for a little while before you both had to go home. You understood she needed a bit of time and you went to New York for a little. You’d called up benny in advance who wasn’t doing much that weekend so offered his living room.

Accepting the offer and hoping to get to spend some more time with the man you arrived outside his house at a quarter to midnight. Shattered out of your mind from travel. You came in and greeted him as an old friend before you sat down at his table that displayed his board and had a look to see what he was playing.

It took you a second before you realised he’d been playing Beths last game with borgov. It’s angered you a little bit you tried to not care.

“How was the trip Y/N? “ asked benny as he rounded the table to the kitchen for some glasses.

“Nothing special. How’ve you been keeping?” You yawned and watched as he poured you a glass of milk.

“Ah, you know. Not a lot to do around here. Just waiting for the next tournament as always. I hear you met with Beth Harmon. What do you think of her?” He asked. Placing the glasses in the microwave for you both.

“Of course. She seemed nice. We got along well enough. Shame about her mum though but her playing is beyond amazing.” You accepted the glass of warm milk as you spoke and failed to notice as he tensed at your praise of the redhead.

He pushed his hair back and sat down in front of you and watched for a second as you took a sip of your milk. Studying your face with admiration.

Leaning forward, elbows on the table, he leaned his face on hand, two fingers tapping his cheek. Something you noticed he did when he was in thought. You tossed him a quizzical look before questioning him.

“What?”

He took a breathe and held it for a second before speaking in a gentle tone. “You look tired. Are you okay? “

You chuckled at him. Thinking he was joking. “Well, Benny I have just got off a plane so of course, I’m tired.”

But he stopped you. “No. It’s more than that.” You didn’t know what to say and just stared at him confused. He cleared his throat and moved back and gestured at the board. Still set up with Beth's last match. And spoke, “care for a few speed games?”

You rolled your eyes. You rarely win against him at speed chess. You know he was only doing this to show off. But you indulged him and let him flex his bored muscles. Yous played about ten rounds, winning two and drawing one while the king in a loose black striped shirt won 7. And you were sure he was going easy on you but you didn’t mind. It’s still fun.

Once he was sure you knew who was the best player and had finished your warm milk he suggested time for bed. Which you gladly accepted. He left you with the blow-up but knew you were too stubborn to let him do it.

You said goodnight and melted into one of the comfy seats rather than taking the blow-up bed and found yourself involuntarily drifting to sleep where you sat.

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You woke with a start as you were shaken awake. You were on the plane and the air hostess was shaking you awake. Clipping in before landing you looked out the window. You were landing in New York again. Only this time you weren’t going to stay at Benny's. Beth was there now.

It had been a few weeks or so since you last stayed. You smiled at the memory of being woken up by a laughing Benny cause you hadn’t made it into bed last time.

You were staying at a hotel a while from Bennys. There was a small tournament that you thought would be fun to go too.

After leaving New York last time you’d called up Beth to see how she was doing. She had Harry beltik with her so at least she wasn’t alone.

You ended up taking for hours. Going over matches verbally for the fun of it and discussing favourite theory’s. This turned into a habit every few days and yous both seemed to get along well.

She called when Harry decided to leave. You could tell she was upset but didn’t want to push it too much. She called before her match with Benny. After the losing rounds of speed chess and you told her not to worry. And she called when she beat him. And then the next day when she told you she was going to New York with him.

You were happy for then although a little sad you wouldn’t get to spend time with him but you understood why.

You had got there a few days earlier so when you heard cleo was in town you opted to spend some time with her.

It had been a week or so and you had been invited to benny's along with Cleo and some boys. You went and was happy to catch up with Beth and Cleo.

You didn’t notice a dismayed benny who was disappointed your attention wasn’t on him.

He thought he could win you over by playing Beth in speed chess but even then he lost spectacularly. You sat out for the games. Not feeling like losing today. But when you and Cleo applauded beths wins. You failed to see just how livid he was that she impressed you more.

He went to bed sourly that night. Tossing and turning. Unable to get the beaming pride for Beth he saw on your face as you clapped her and not him.

Your third match of the tournament had been the next day. Normally if you think your gonna struggle you call benny and get some advice while you listen to him speak. His voice soothing you from nerves even if you end up loosing. But he knew that the match was today and was subtly waiting for the phone to ring. However when it did this time Beth picked up and you felt that you’d annoyed benny enough over the years so you decided to talk to Beth instead.

She was fine with this. Beth is proud of being needed. However, she ( unlike you) noticed the way benny drummed his fingers on the counter and stared at her as she said the first few words “Oh, hello Y/N...”

she noticed as his pupils dilated and the drumming stopped.

He had expected her to hand him the phone after that but when she didn’t he couldn’t understand why. And when Beth started talking about the game you were about to play he could feel as something boiled in him. He was who you needed. Not Beth. Yes, Beth was better than him but you needed him. Benny like being able to give you that little bit of ease before a scary match.

He waited a little while longer in case Beth gave him the phone. Till he realised she wasn’t going too.

“Is that Y/N?” He questioned harshly.

Beth just nodded and continued the conversation.

Benny couldn’t take it. And marched over to stand in front of Beth. “What does she want?” He asked. Even though he knew.

“Well she’s got her match today and she said she was nervous,” Beth said deadpanning.

The look on Benny watts faces told Beth something was afoot. Then she realised and gave him a smug look as she said her next words slow and loud enough for Y/N to hear.

“Your jealous aren’t you?”

He froze for a moment. Realising what she said was right.

He barely registered as Beth spoke to you again apologizing “sorry Y/N. I’ve got a green ogre here that I’m going to pass you too. Good luck for the match. “

She preset to phone into his hand and moved for him to sit in her seat.

He held the phone to his ear to hear your voice and he frowned.

“Benny what’s wrong”

He paused thinking before speaking with an almost whiny tone.

“ you think you can drop me cause I was beaten by Beth Harmon at speed chess, no, uh uh. I'm here to stay Y/N L/N and I won’t sit back and let you go off to someone else. No. Your mine got it.”

You were speechless. You hadn’t realised benny felt like thins. He realised what he said.

“ well eh you know, your not my property that’s not what I mean. I just.”

He took a deep breath and spoke with confidence. “ I need you Y/N. You're like the queen to my king. I feel I’m nothing without you. So please don’t brush me off for someone better.”

You smiled over the phone and he could hear it in your voice. “ I’d never brush you off benny.”

He sighed in relief and smiled.

[lexiwright]

Okay so this is a list of “prompt”/ ideas I have for benny stories.

They will all be x reader.

Unless requested x Beth but I doubt it.

Em now this might offend some but I’m used to writing female readers but if you want a male reader or anything else you can request me to , and I’ll do a copy with your pronouns. But please bare In mind I’m writing for myself. Im just sharing it with people here and it’s your choice to read. I hope you understand.

Another thing is , I tend to write much more fluffy whump style cause yeah I’m depressing like that. I’m probably gonna write a few nsfw so I’m not against many things. But if it’s not for you and like I’ve said before and you’ve got better ideas let me know.

Also the reason most will probably be one shots or imagines is it’s easier for me , I used to write ones with chapters and I get so uninspired after a while and I don’t enjoy it so much. So at least this was it’ll still be good. Might do like wee part twos or something but probably not much more than that unless requested.

Speech prompts

1. “Yeah. Well, I shut everyone out. Don’t take it personally. It’s just easier.

2. “ your jealous arnt you “

3. “Were you ever gonna tell me?”

4. “ you think I’m dumb enough to fall for that stupid move.”

5. “It’s a real shame no one asked for your opinion”

6. “ I’m done trying to help you “

7. “Idk what’s wrong okay. I’m just ... really tired”

8. “Is this how little you think of me”

9. “You said you’d always be there for me... so how did this happen? Why weren’t you there?”

10. ”we’re just friends” ”are you joking, they look at you like you their whole world.”

11. ” how long has it been since you slept?”

Ideas

Okay an opinion on this one would be good but if I get no response so be it. I’m gonna write it at some point.

- I had an idea of that the reader instead of being an amazing chess genius like some others I’ve read which don’t get me wrong I love the idea of but I was thinking more of someone who’s an artist and or writer who shares bennys apartment in New York and has a room that’s just an art studio for them ( think chaotic acidemia ) ~ I like the idea and had a few ideas that would be one shots to go along with.

- so another idea I had was a bunch of whump ones cause I'm a sucker for them and I can actually write those. For instance like nightmares comfort. Sick. Possible ones that maybe a little triggering but ill of course put warnings.

A lot of the speech ones pintrest just to clarify.

So I be adding to this list as more ideas come to me but for now this is where we’re at

[lexiwright]

Okai hii

Just a reader who’s slightly upset at how little benny watts x reader or just benny watts content in general there is and who wants to do something about this.

I used to Write before and ima pick it up again so my proposal is leave me ideas if anyone has any and if not I shall go ahead with some imagines and oneshots in the not too distant future.

Byiieeee