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Delivery- Jonny Goodman

Pairing: Jonny Goodman x Reader

Characters: Jonny Goodman, Jackie Goodman

Warnings: N/A

Request: Anon- Hhmmmm what else could be friday night dinner?? The adventures of the delivery girl? Who gets called to the house since for some reason Jackie couldn't cook and then gets called for more and more ridiculous reasons cause one of the boys is hopeless in hiding their attraction?

Word Count: 707

Author: Charlotte

Working as a delivery driver for a restaurant wasn’t the most ideal of jobs, but it paid the bills, and it meant your car constantly smelt like food which for the most part was an okay thing. You had done a run of two orders and dropped them off to the houses they belonged too, including the regulars of the Goodman’s. You had delivered to them several times before and as the mother of the family was very chatty, you had ended up getting to know them better than most of the customers you delivered to. Today they stood out more than normal, which for a slightly obnoxiously out their family, it was almost impressive.

You had been called out to their house a few times already and another call had come through to the shop again sending you back to their home. The first time to their home it was normal, as you were delivering their meal as you were expected. Jackie, the mother, had tried extending the conversation as long as she could, even calling her sons to the door, to attempt to persuade you pop in as they had ordered enough for a guest. You had declined and headed on to your next delivery.

Before you had even returned to the shop, you had been called by one of the waiters to say the Goodman’s hadn’t received their full meal, so you needed to pick up one of the sides they were owed and return it to them. Jackie tried talking to you again but you cut the conversation short and headed back to the shop. As soon as you walked into the shop, you were handed a small bag, with something else that needed to be taken to the Goodman’s. This happened twice more, leaving you pulling up outside of the Goodman’s residence for the fifth time.

You grabbed the small paper bag, containing only a single garlic dip, that they had insisted they had ordered and needed it to be delivered. Knocking at the door, you knew that it would only be a couple of seconds before Jackie opened the door. She threw open the door with a gleeful smile on her face.

“Y/N,” she smiled. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome,” you responded, frankly getting a little tired of returning to the same house over and over again.

Jackie reached out to take the bag but cupped your hand between hers instead.

“Can I tell you the truth, Y/N?” She said in a hushed tone. “I didn’t mean to give you the run about tonight but my youngest, Jonny, he finds you attractive and I’ve seen the way you look at him, he’s a handsome boy, isn’t he?”

Your face became flushed at her comments. You had noticed her son before, several times and you did find him attractive, but you wouldn’t have ever had to guts to admit that to him.

Before you could say anything, Jackie called out her son’s name, making him reluctantly join you both at the door.

“Jonny,” she gleamed. “Wouldn’t it be nice if Y/N, joined us for dinner?”

“Mum,” he sighed.

“I’m sorry Mrs Goodman, but I am in the middle of my shift, I’ve got to get back to work,” you said apologetically, hoping she’d accept your excuse, seen as you were actually at work.

Jackie gave her son a shove towards you. “That’s a shame, but Jonny, at least walk the girl to her car.”

You both knew it was easier to just play along and the two of you left back towards your car that was parked near the entrance of their drive.

“I’m sorry about my mum,” Jonny apologised. “She’s a bit crazy.”

“Don’t worry, we’ve all got crazy family.”

He chuckled softly as you reached the car, him running a hand through his hair but silence continued to fill the air.

“Your mum was trying to set us up,” you admitted, deciding to try and use this situation to your advantage. “Maybe we should exchange numbers so you could warn me if the calls to the shop are fakes. Or to maybe plan a dinner together?”

Jonny smiled, pulling his phone out of his pocket. “I was thinking the same thing.”

[ayoitspatricia]

Being the granddaughter of Mr Morris would include :

(Y/n) = Your name

So... unlucky you

Him making you call him 'Grandfather' and scolds you when you call him 'Grandad' or 'Grandpa'

You not actually thinking he is the worst but definitely knowing how strict he can get

Your parents most likely trying to keep you away from him at first

But... you meet him anyway

Being raised 'properly" as your grandfather would call it

This meant having manners and being very smart for example getting a scholarship for a 'fancy' private school and being top of your class

Always going round to his house every week

You was one of the only people he had a good side for (although he always has something to say about your outfits)

Very often getting told about his button company

Him always insisting on introducing you to people

"And this is my wonderful granddaughter (y/n), one of the only people in this world who was raised with real etiquette and respect."

That’s how bad you thought it was

He could go on about you for hours

Nelly adoring you

Like omg she loves you so much

Coming with Nelly and your grandfather to meet the Goodman's

Jackie being surprised when she sees you, not expecting a relative of Mr Morris to be so well brought up and polite.

She also may have attempted to try and get you together with Adam or Johnny but Mr Morris shut that down real quick

Martin being like:

"How can a girl like her be related to a bloody man like THAT!?”

Probably being asked what you grandfather's intentions were towards Nelly

Apologising for him when he gets into a fight with the Goodmans

Being shocked when he proposes to Nelly

Warning Nelly not to marry him

You knew that she would regret it if she did

"Nelly honey, if you know whats good for you, you will NOT marry my grandfather. It will ruin your life."

Helping Nelly come up with a plan to not marry your grandfather

Being a bridesmaid at the wedding

Going into the ambulance with the Goodmans when Nelly 'collapsed’

Cheering when Nelly announces that she will not be marrying your grandfather

After the wedding you moved out and moved in with the Goodman's

Calling Nelly 'grandma' from now on

Keeping in contact with Mr Morris but not seeing him as much

Just being very happy with your new family members

[blog-of-a-multitude-of-fandoms]

Car- Jonny Goodman

Pairing: Jonny Goodman x Reader

Characters: Jonny Goodman

Warnings: N/A

Request: Anon- Friday night dinner. Friday night dinner. Friday night dinner. FRIDAY. NIGHT. DINNER. (Sorry so that was an option and did happy keyboard smash). Hmmmmm one of the boys car is broke so partner has to pick up and drop off and he makes them park around the block and spends the whole evening side stepping who is driving him around while the car is getting fixed?

Word Count: 529

Author: Charlotte

“As soon as I get out of the car, you drive off,” Jonny stated.

“You’re being a bit dramatic, don’t you think, darling?” You chuckled.

He shot you an annoyed look from the passenger seat of your car.

“You’ve not met my parents, for a very good reason and if my mum sees you dropping me off at her house, she will not let anyone rest until you go into the house and talk with her. The only way we survive this is with you driving away before anyone knows who drove me there,” he frowned.

You rolled your eyes, turning into the road where his parents lived, having become his personal taxi since his car broke down and was waiting for it to be fixed. You hadn’t ever met his family, although you knew a lot of them, and although the way that Jonny described them was rather intense, you did want to meet them at some point. The two of you had been together for nearly a year and only his older brother knew that he had been in a relationship, but it was only a matter of time before he would have to face what is going on and introduce you to his parents.

As you pulled up outside of the house, Jonny unbuckled his seatbelt, putting a hand on the door handle, ready to get out at the drop of a hat.

“Remember, just drive,” he demanded.

“I’m dropping you off at your parents house, not to a bank heist,” you frowned.

You stopped the car. Before Jonny could get out of it, the front door of his parent’s house opened revealing the woman you had only ever seen pictures of.

“Drive! Drive! Drive!” Jonny hissed even though he still had the car door open.

“Jonny,” his mum grinned. “Who’s this?”

“My uber driver,” he stated.

His mother rolled her eyes at him before leaning over her son through the open passenger door to hold her hand out for you to shake.

“Jackie Goodman,” she smiled. “Are you my Jonny’s girlfriend?”

You looked over at Jonny who shot you a panicked look, but you didn’t want to lie to his mum, it wasn’t the best start of getting to know her if you were meant to be successful together.

“Yeah,” you nodded awkwardly. “Y/N.”

The woman let out a squeak in excitement. “It’s so nice to meet you, do come in.”

Jonny jumped out of the car, shaking his head. “Sorry mum, she’s got to go.”

“Nonsense, come of dear, I’ve cooked enough for you to have dinner too. It’ll be so nice to get to know you.”

He let out a sigh of deceit as you put your car in park and got out. You weren’t prepared to be having dinner with his parents, but it was evident that you were nowhere near as nervous as Jonny had become about the whole ordeal. You made your way around the car to join Jonny and take his hand as you headed up the drive into the house.

“It’s going to be okay,” you smiled softly to him.

“I wish my car had never broken down.”