my girl (john shelby x reader)
Request : Can I get a John Shelby imagine where the reader works at the Garrison and he sees someone flirting with her, sorta like your protective/ jealous Colin and Stefan imagines!!
A/N : im sorry for me its really late like 3am, this may or may not suck, but thanks for all the john shelby requests i’m sobbing i love him pls enjoy
Working at the Garrison was your day -sometimes night job, but being John Shelby’s girl was a whole other job on it’s own. Though you were a tough girl, you could certainly hold your own, John was still always very protective of you. It never really bothered you because being level headed yourself, you had managed to stop anything before it escalated too far. Tonight was quite a different matter however.
Based on the crowd that had squeezed drunkenly into the Garrison, you were already cautious. You didn’t recognize a few of the men, and that was very odd considering you’d worked there for around two years at this point, and you knew all of the regulars. You were suddenly distracted from your thoughts when the doors burst open, and in walked the Shelby’s themselves. Everyone went silent for a few beats before slowly returning to their previous activities.
You saw Johns eyes move intently across the bar until he found what he was looking for, meeting your gaze and giving you a cheesy grin. You raise an eyebrow and smile back, tilting your head slightly as you watch the group leave to the back room. You figured John would come to see you when he was done with business.
“Oi, get me another whiskey” one of the men says, not looking at you as he flops down on the bar in front of you. Looking down at him in distaste, you hesitantly turn to grab the bottle when he speaks up again.
“I haven’t seen you round before. How’d I miss a pretty little thing like you?” he says while eyeing you up and down. Now you don’t like this one bit, and you know John wouldn’t like it either. You decide to serve him quickly as possible, hoping if you pretended to ignore him he would leave you alone. Sliding him his drink, he stands up abruptly.
“Aw, don’t ignore me love.” He says leaning closer to you. Your eyes widen and you step back quickly, but not before he grabs your wrist. A few people had seen what was happening now, and they looked very alarmed. Nobody ever messed with Johns girl, this guy seemed to be in for it.
“That’s a Shelby girl mate, I wouldn’t-”
Harry speaks up from across the bar, but his words fall on deaf ears as the man twists your wrist and pulls you closer. You feel his hand graze over your body, and you struggle to get out of his grip as best you can.
“I don’t care who’s girl she is, it doesn-” the disgusting smug look on his face is replaced by alarm in a split second as he’s violently yanked away from you and shoved to the ground. You look nearly paralyzed, hand curled in a fist. You were nearly about to beat the man yourself.
“Who the fuck are you?” John had a look of pure rage carved into his face, and anger shone in his eyes. “You think you can touch her? Don’t even look at her you bastard.” he says in a dangerously low voice. You watched as he beat the mans face in, kicking him in the ribs all the while until your muscles relaxed and you came to your senses.
“John, stop it!” you yell, rushing towards him. You feel the breeze of his arm swinging in the air, before you grab it. When you grab him he automatically relaxes as he feels your smaller hands on his bicep. With one last kick, he looks at you, your begging eyes telling him to stop before he goes to far.
“It’s okay John. I’m okay.” You look up at him watching him soften at the sight of you. He looks back down at the man in anger and spits next to his face before storming out of the Garrison.
It’s completely silent, and after a moment of hesitation the Garrison is quickly returned to its previous state. You dash out after him. He’s walking a bit ahead of you, digging through his pocket for something, most likely a cigarette.
“John!” you call after him. He stops and fidgets a bit, still not turning around.
“Please talk to me.” you say in a pleading voice. This breaks him, and he immediately turns around and rushes toward you, engulfing you in his arms. As you wrap your arms around him, he kisses you hard. You sigh at the intensity of the kiss and he clutches your waist tighter pulling you into him. When you pull apart you’re both catching your breath.
“I’m- i’m sorry I-” before you can get anything else out he cuts you off.
“Don’t you dare apologize Y/N. It’s not your fault that fucker decided to to mess with you.” he says sternly, cheeks still flushed. You kiss his lips quickly again, and smile faintly at the crease on his brow.
“I would never let anything happen to you Y/N. I’m serious, if anyone so much as looks at you the wrong way from now on i’ll bloody kill them.” he says firmly.
“As much as I appreciate that, please don’t kill anyone for me.” you say and he smirks down at you.
“Can’t make any promises darlin’.” he says, and you shake your head with a smile.
You run your fingers along the nape of his neck and he closes his eyes.
You look up at him, certain you both look a bit crazy, flushed cheeks standing in the middle of the street.
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