Hello!! could you write 1970! john x reader’s married life fic? i’d love to read some sweet and cozy every moment between them, with lots of teasing, silly little jokes and cute fluff
sorry if my English isn’t perfect it’s not my first language 🥹 i’d hope you’ll understand
Married life with John is just amazing, and here are some moments of being with him after being married!
Just fluffy, wholesome, will make you giggle, kicking your feet scenarios, no use of y/n, GN!reader
It’s no secret that John loves a good cuddle, even if he says he doesn’t, you know he is lying just to save face.
That is why you always prove a point when John says “ I don’ even like cuddles, luv.” In his posh accent, turning his head away from yours.
“Oh yeah? Well what about the time, THE DAY OF our own wedding by the way, you didn’t want to go out of bed because you wanted to hug me all day.”
“And the time Paul and Ringo had to pull you away from me cause you didn’t want to rehearse with them, while George had my hand, trying to pull me away from your firm grip.”
“ And let’s not forget the time I was making breakfast, you decided it was a great idea to hug me from behind while I was making pancakes.”
“Okay! Okay, I see your point. You are right and I am wrong.” In defeat with a smile, he put both of his hands up while walking up you.
“You’re always right.” He says as he wraps his arms around your waist, as you wrapped your hands around his head.
“And it’s going to stay that way for a looong time.” A kiss came soon after as each of you smile.
You love baking, and John loves tasting your baking, so whenever you have the time to make, let’s just say, a simple lava cake, or cheesecake, or cupcake.
John will be right behind you with a smile and a spoon in one hand, ready to dig in, especially when you call him in the kitchen to try something for a second opinion.
“Johnny! Can you come and taste this for me?!”
You then heard a thump from the second floor, footsteps becoming rapid from the stairs going down.
“Did you fall from up there?!” You screamed “Are you okay hun?!”
John then came running down the stairs, with a spoon in his hand, drool coming down to get ready for a bite.
“Don’t mind tha’ lovey, now what’s the sweet treat that I’ve been smelling all day?”
“Well if you must know, I attempted to do a lava cake, mind trying it for me hun?”
John then took a bite and with so much dramatics, he went down on his knees and starting fake crying.
“It tastes so beautiful! I wanna marry you all over again! Please luv, marry me!”
“Hehehe! Honey we’ve been married for 3 years now. You’re so dramatic~”
“You just don’t get how lucky I am to have you wit’ me!” You can only shake your head and smile.
There will always be days where the Press will always want to cause drama, but it never ends well cause John can only mention you.
“Do make these questions quick, my beloved is waiting for me at home.”
“My beloved has a wonderful recipe for that! It’s my favourite treat after a long day!”
“If I could date any other person instead of my beloved? Psh, just shoot me, I would rather date a bullet through the head than marry anyone else other than my beloved.”
“Well my beloved has similar issues with that, which is why we always come up with solutions together!”
“Oof- can’t answer that one, my beloved would have my head!”
“And what would you say is your type?”
Hiiii, I hope yall like this short fluffy fic!!
Just so yall know, I am starting school in a few days, so if you notice that your request is taking forever, it’s probably cause I’m busy😅
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