John Wick (John Wick x Female!Reader)

Chapter 4: The Continental

John loads up his suitcase into his car and drives all the way into the city, to head to thr Continental. Once he arrived, he gets out of the car, pulls out his suitcase and enters the building. Once he walks into the large elegant looking lobby, a few people turned their heads to look up, all of them a bit shocked that he was there. But they hide it.

The concierge, Charon, was at the desk with a woman, Perkins, who was checking in. "Room 918." Charon said to her as he hands her the key. She looked over her shoulder to see John enter then turns to Charon and takes the key. "Do enjoy your stay." Charon said. "Thanks." She said then she turns and starts to, slowly, walk past John. "Good seeing you again, John." She said to him. "Perkins." He said then he walks up to Charon as she walks away.

"I have you for two nights." Charon said, waiting for his confirmation. "Depending on business, it may be more." John replied. "Of course, sir." Charon said, nodding, as he goes back to his computer. "So when did the old place get a facelift?" John asked looking around the lobby. "Around four years ago. But I assure you, sir, she really hasn't changed much." Charon replied as he types on his computer.

"Same owner?" John asked.

"Same owner." Charon confirmed then he looks up at John, who pulls out one of his coins and slides across the counter. Charon takes it and pockets it then pulls out a room key and hands it to him. "Room 818." He said. John nods then picks up his stuff and starts to head upstairs. "And, as always, it is a pleasure having you with us again, Mr. Wick." Charon said. John turns to him, nods then heads to his room.

That night, as the streetlights come on, John sits on his bed then pulls out his phone and plays a video. It was of when you two went to the beach and you were just standing there, looking out towards the beach, the breeze lightly blowing through you hair. He pulled out his phone to capture this moment as he couldn't help but think about how beautiful you looked.

You looked over your shoulder at him then smiled once you saw the phone in his hand. "What are you doing, John?" You asked him. "Looking at you." He replied and your smile got wider as your cheeks had a tinge of pink on them. "Come here." You said to him. He comes up to you then moves the camera where it was facing both of you as you and him share a kiss.

John stops the video and sets his phone aside then sits up straighter and begins to wonder how much did Viggo tell you about him. Did he tell you everything? Or did Viggo find a way to bullshit his way around to not tell you? And if Viggo did tell you about John's past, would you still love him the same or would you be terrified?

These thoughts swirled his mind but he decided to deal with it when he saves you and leaves his room. He heads all the way down the basement of the hotel until he comes up to this black door and puts a coin in the slot. A little window on the door opens and a guard looks out at him. Once he sees that it is John, he shuts the little window and opens the door, revealing an underground nightclub where other assassins hang out.

John enters and walks in as he goes to find the owner of the Continental, Winston. There he sees him in the back, reading a book by himself. "Hello, Winston." John greets as he walks up to him. Winston looks up and smiles. "Jonathan." He said as he takes off his reading glasses. "Now, as I recall, weren't you the one tasked to dole out the beatings, not receive them?" Winston asked him once John sits down across from him. "Rusty, I guess." John replied, simply.

"To what do we owe the pleasure?" Winston asked him. "Iosef Tarasov." John replied. "What about him?" Winston asked. "I'd like to talk with him." John said. "A talk, you say. I'm familiar with the parlance, Jonathan. I want to ask you this. Have you returned to the fold?" Winston said. "Just visiting." John said, firmly.