#angelbbby555 Benny cross

[angelbby555]

ᡣ𐭩 •｡ꪆৎ ˚⋅ Boo boo's

summary: Benny was expecting you to be mad for getting into another fight. Except this time around you had a different attitude.

Word count: 1k

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Your least favorite thing in the world was watching your husband come home all bloody and bruised. He took his licks like a man, because if he didn't want to get injuries then he would never get into fights in the first place. You admired Benny's loyalty to the gang, but getting into fights that weren't never meant for him never made sense to you.

Benny was crazy like that, but you still loved your husband. You liked him because of his qualities and loved him despite some of his qualities. Honestly you were just glad you didn't have to witness the last fight that put him in the hospital.

You were laying down in your shared bed when you heard the front door open. Automatically a smile took over your face happy to hear your husband home. When a few minutes passed and he still wasn't upstairs a frown tugged at your lips.

Instantly you knew your rebellious husband had gotten into a fight based on the way he lingered downstairs. He knew as his wife, you would fuss over him, so he would camp out in the living room to avoid your disappointment. You checked the clock on your night stand, before getting out of your cozy bed making your way downstairs.

There Benny was in all his glory, sitting in his leather arm chair while watching TV. Drinking a can of beer and smoking a cigarette. Benny's knuckles were bloody and raw and, he had a fresh scar on his bicep.

Guessing switch blades were involved in this one. Matter of fact you didn't want to know, it would only get you upset. The only thing that illuminated the room was the TV. Benny took a swing from his beer can before averting his gaze off the screen to where you were standing. A warm look over took his cold blue eyes.

"Hi baby." He grunted sitting up on the leather chair, and immediately put his cigarette out on the ashtray. You didn't like the smell, so Benny never smoked around you. Which you always found endearing. "Shouldn't you be in bed?"

You couldn't resist laughing the way he treated you like a little girl, so you gave him a response a little girl would say.

"No because my daddy forgot to tuck me in."

You shifted on your tippy toes and then back down to the heels of your pedicured feet. Benny's lips were tugging in a lopsided grin.

"C'mere." He motioned with his bruised hand. Obediently you were making you way to your husband, as he pulled you on his lap. His hands made home securely around you waist. "You want a kiss goodnight too?" Benny teased.

His chin rested on your shoulder and you placed your hand on the nape of his neck. "If you don't mind."

Then Benny was kissing your cheek multiple times, not stopping until you were a giggling mess from how his facial hair tickled your cheek.

Your hand accidentally brushed up against his bloody knuckle causing him to breath out through his nose from the sting. Benny was quick to move his right hand off your waist, so you wouldn't get suspicious of his injured hand.

Except you had already seen it, so you were turning to face your husband. You didn't want to give your husband a hard time on it like you always did. Benny was bracing himself for the scolding he was gonna get.

"Benny's got a boo boo."

Benny exhaled the breath he had been holding. He corrected you several times that it wasn't called a 'boo boo' but rather a small injury he could take. He wouldn't correct you this time, since he was relieved that you weren't mad.

"You heal my wounds and I'll tuck my girl in?" His voice was a mix of hopefulness and caution not knowing how you would react. It was amusing because in your eyes Benny looked a bit scared.

"Deal"

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The first aid kit was in the bathroom so Benny was sitting on top of the toilet seat cover while you stood in between his legs. You add rubbing alcohol on a cloth before gently applying it to his laceration on his bicep. Benny brows furrowed a bit at the sting. To take some of the pain away you started to blow on his scar.

You didn't notice the fond look Benny had in his eyes as you took care of him. He loved when you patched him up. Made him feel loved.

"It wasn't my fault." Benny looked up at you with a pleading look to believe him. Your calm attitude had really confused your husband. Benny felt the need to explain himself, tell a version of a story that made him seem like the hero when he was in fact in the wrong.

"I love you Benny." Benny closed his mouth as he was about to give you a whole run down on what happened. Here he was afraid of your bitching, and here you were switching your attitude up on him.

"Gosh you drive me crazy." He laughed rubbing a hand down his jaw. Benny wrapped both hands around your waist and buried his face in your shirt. "I love you too." Benny muttered in your shirt.

You grabbed a band aid from the first aid kit knowing that Benny would probably take it off the next day. However you still took the white paper off the band aid before stick it on his bicep, covering the laceration.

"Nurse, kiss my boo boo." Benny playfully asked letting you go. A giggle slipped your lips because you never would have thought to hear the cute expression 'boo boo' come out of him. You smiled at him before pressing a kiss to his bicep and rough knuckles. "Right then."

Benny stood up stretching his back out before, he quickly scooped you up in his big arms bridal style making you squeal.

"Let's get you to bed." He smirked, moving out of the bathroom.

[angelbby555]

ᡣ𐭩 •｡ꪆৎ ˚⋅ XO kitten

summary: Benny gets a tattoo dedicated to you. But his own stubborn emotions can't process the love he holds for you.

word count: 800

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None of Benny tattoos felt as meaningful as the one he was about to obtain. He never got tattoos to commemorate people in his life. However all his standards were flips once he meet you. Even if he was getting a tattoo dedicated to his girl, he would never admit he was soft for you.

He buried his emotions deep, and made sure they wouldn't be able to resurface. Benny wasn't planning on even showing you the ink either. He kept trying to fool himself saying it was for his eyes only. This tattoo was a promise to himself that he would love and protect you. He made that promise when he got married to you. Now it was for himself.

XO kitten. Was tattooed below his neck, your pretty cursive letters. Benny brought a napkin that you wrote on, so that tattoo artist could get it perfect.

The napkin had always been in his pocket ever since you had left it at the bar one night. He called you kitten because of your cute nature yet feisty demeanor. You absolute despised the nickname but that didn't stop him from calling you that.

"Kitten sing for me." He coaxed after having to much to drink.

"Kitty cat tuck your claws away, don't get mean." He scolded when you would raise your voice at him.

You rolled your eyes every time he referred to you as Kitten or playfully meowed at you. You hated the stupid name. But the day the bartender at the club handed him a napkin and signed XO kitten made his black heart soar. It should that you were his kitten now, and didn't mind referring yourself to him either.

The black ink was covered by the collar of his Chicago Vandals denim jacket. He denied the feeling of disappointment, that you hadn't yet noticed the tattoo. It was his tattoo, wasn't for you, it was for him. He let you find it on your own.

A good week passed of Benny having the tattoo permanently engraved on his body. Benny came out the shower with droplet clinging on to his tan body. He was getting ready for the big picnic with his club.

Benny entered your bedroom with a white towel wrapped around his waist. You were on the bed still reading your book making him scoff in response.

"I was expecting you to join me in there, but forgot kittens are afraid of water and all that." He moved to your dresser by the bed where a few of his jeans were stored. A small smile crept on your face, when he came closer to you. "Guess you can clean yourself right baby?" He rasped, pressing a hand on the bed, leaning in to kiss your soft cheek.

Benny opened the top drawer looking for his pants when he heard a soft gasp escape your lips.

"Benny what is that?" You were on your feet in an instant standing right next to him. He was a bit confused at first but then he felt your delicate finger trace over his XO kitten tattoo.

"Nothing." He replied nonchalantly like he always did. Suddenly he felt very bare without his jacket covering the ink. Benny didn't like this at all. He didn't like knowing, that you had him wrapped around your finger. Once he found his jeans he moved away from you

"But that's my hand writing." You stood a few inches away from him as he pulled his jeans on quickly without drying himself. "XO kitten." Your voice came out soft like you couldn't believe it.

Benny moved back to the dresser to grab one of his tank top and your hands were all over him. It was for you, it was always for you. But when he felt you trace your ink again he quickly turned around to face you.

"Easy kitten, easy." If he was smothered enough his tough facade would crack. But it broke a long time ago for you, he just couldn't admit it to himself.

"That's for me?" You raised your eyebrows innocently. Now your nails were pawing at his chest and he felt his breathing come out raged. He didn't know how to reply. He didn't want to say it out loud.

"Yes." Was all he could say. He watched as a smile came over your features. Benny could already envision how pouty you'd get if, he said he got it done a week ago. But for a grumpy kitty like you he would make sure to say he got it today.

"You love me?" You teased while your arms wrapped around Benny's waist. You were staring up at him with those big innocent eyes. He felt his walls coming down as he found himself smiling. His big hands engulfed your face.

"A lot. I love you a lot kitten." Benny finally admit causing you to pepper kisses all over his face.