Fandom: Riverdale

Pairing: Jordan Connor x reader

Request: yes or no

Request - Hi 😊 could I please request a oneshot for Jordan Connor where Y/n plays Sweet Pea's love interest on Riverdale and they start to fall for each other and end up getting together? Thank you 🌸

Warnings: some swearing

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It's four in the morning, and we're stuck on set filming a few night scenes for an episode of Riverdale. I'm dressed as my Northsider character Annie Watkins, wearing a gray cardigan, white tank top, black leggings, and pink slippers. The scene we are about to film is the one in which Sweet Pea comes stumbling to Annie's doorstep, beaten, bruised, and bleeding. Annie cleans him up, and they become more than friends, long story short. This will be a major relief, or a "finally" moment for all the fans out there, but for me... Well. I'm a nervous wreck.

Here's why: Jordan is going to have to kiss me. And I've had feelings for him for at least eight months now, but I doubt he likes me back. I know that if I kiss him, my feelings will intensify, leaving me feeling even worse about the situation than before. I feel like any kissing scenes might end up making things awkward between us.

"Ready for your scene?" Vanessa asks me almost excitedly.

"... No... Not exactly," I admit.

"Oh, chill out, Y/N. Besides, this scene might give him the courage to just tell you he likes you." When I look at her, confused, she shrugs and looks at Jordan from across the set. "I mean, I think it's pretty obvious."

I scoff. "Yeah right. My eyes travel across the room, landing on him. Damn it, why does he have to look so good in that leather jacket?

The director calls, "Y/N and Jordan, you're on in five minutes."

Vanessa says to me in a hushed tone, "Why don't you make your move before the scene so that kiss can be real? All of us are dreaming of you and him getting together. Literally all of us. So why don't you--"

"No!" I respond just as quietly. "There's no way, Vanessa."

"Fine, do what you want," she says back with an overly dramatic sigh, a smirk tugging on her lips. I know she's up to something, and I'm honestly afraid of what it is.

My eyes follow my best friend as she walks off, and I'm surprised when Jordan's voice comes from right next to me.

"Hey--" He was going to continue, but my startled gasp caught him a little off guard.

"Jesus, Jordan!" I exclaim quietly with a slight laugh, not able to keep myself from admiring how attractive he looks in his Serpent jacket. And let me just say that the makeup artist did a great job at making the bruises and cuts on his face look realistic.

"Sorry, Y/N," he says, wearing that grin of his that never ceases to make the butterflies in my stomach intensify.

"It's fine," I reply cheerfully. "What were you gonna say?"

He hesitates. "I, uh... I was just going to say that it's kind of a relief Annie and Sweet Pea are finally getting together, don't you think?"

"Yeah, I'm excited to see how that turns out."

"Just a warning," Jordan begins, running a hand through his raven-black hair, "I might do a little improv."

"What's that mean?"

He shrugs his broad shoulders and tells me not to worry about it. It just has to do with his lines. "Thought you should know ahead of time so you aren't totally lost when it happens."

Playfully, I say, "I'm hurt by your lack of confidence in me, Jordan."

He grins. "Oh, I have a shit ton of confidence in you, Y/N. No doubt about it. You're gonna do great."

"Thanks," I tell him with a blushing smile that I have to forcefully push down. I can't afford to have him think what's true about my feelings toward him. It's a good thing that I'm an actress.

Then comes a moment of awkward silence that is thankfully cut short by the director saying, "Y/N and Jordan, time to shoot your scene!"

Jordan's heavenly eyes stare down at me and he raises his eyebrows. He seems to be actively trying not to allow the corners of his lips from tugging upward.

I send him a tight-lipped smile, and we turn to head over to where we're going to be filming the first part of this scene: Annie's front porch and living room.

Jordan steps through the front door, turns around and slightly grins at me again before I shut the door and lock it. I go to sit on the couch in front of the burning fireplace, and wait.

"Action!"

Annie is absentmindedly staring into the flames in her fireplace when she hears an urgent and heavy knocking on her front door.

She rushes off the sofa and looks out of the peephole of her door to see a beaten Sweet Pea leaning against the doorframe, out of breath.

"Jesus, Pea," she says, then urging him to come in.

Sweet Pea limps inside and plops down on the sofa while Annie locks the door.

"What the hell happened to you?"

"Damn Ghoulies. They jumped me -- five of them. I could've taken two or three, but--"

"You need to be more careful."

"Annie, it's not my fault. These assholes came outta nowhere, and for no reason at all."

To this, Annie doesn't respond. She goes to get her first aid kit, and when she returns, she grabs a few antiseptic wipes and rips them from their packages.

"Thank God you're not too badly cut up," she comments as she cleans the blood off of his knuckles.

"Annie, I can do this myself." She ignores him. "Here, just let me--" Sweet Pea tries to take the wipe out of her hand, but she pulls away to give him a look.

"No. It's better to have another person do it for you. Stop being so stubborn and just let me do this for you."

It takes her a little less than a minute to get a new wipe for the minor cuts on his face. She starts with the one on his left cheekbone, then goes to the scrape on his opposite cheek. While she does this, Sweet Pea is staring intently at her face.

This is making me freak the hell out. I feel like my heart is nearly bursting out of my chest.

Sweet Pea asks Annie, "Why do you care so much?"

This is straying slightly from the script, but that doesn't worry me much.

"I don't know," Annie says, "I just do. I care about you a lot, Sweets. Is that a problem?"

He seems unsure of what to say.

Then I remember, the kiss isn't supposed to happen for at least another minute. Wait, what are the rest of our lines? Damn it, I'm so nervous right now that I forgot the script. All I can remember is that I'm supposed to clean his split lip. But when? Why not do it now, I guess?

Annie's hand moves to dab at the cut on his lip, and on her skin, she feels the slow breath falling from his mouth.

I suddenly remember one of my lines.

"So," Annie begins, "what are we gonna do about those--"

She is cut off by Sweet Pea pulling her face closer and capturing her lips with his.

God, why did he want to improvise? It would've been better for me if I knew exactly when the kiss was going to happen.

Sweet Pea gently pulls away while Annie can do nothing but sit there in shock. His chocolate-brown eyes stare at her face, trying to analyze her feelings. He asks her, "Annie, are you okay?"

Without saying a word in response, she leans forward and kisses him passionately. A quiet noise of surprise escapes his throat, but he shuts his eyes and kisses back.

This continues on for a little more than ten seconds, until the director says, "And... Cut!"

But the thing is, Jordan doesn't pull away for another short moment. When he does, he looks in my eyes and smiles softly. "You did great, Y/N. Glad the improv didn't mess you up."

I playfully roll my eyes. "Uh huh. Took me by surprise though."

Jordan shrugs his broad shoulders and tells me, "I thought it'd make the scene more believable."

We both stand, and I walk toward Vanessa, Lili, KJ, and Cole, who all happen to be standing a few feet from the set.

"He lingered," says Lili in a hushed voice. Her smile is widening by the second, and it seems as if she's about to burst. "You had to have noticed it, Y/N. He lingered."

"I told you, didn't I?" Vanessa insists.

I sigh, shaking my head. "I won't believe it unless he tells me."

KJ gives me a half smile. "You wouldn't believe it even if he said so himself. You'd look around to see if there were any cameras rolling, like you're on a prank show."

He's not completely wrong, but I don't admit that to him. I simply watch as Cole shakes his head and tells us he'd be right back. And he walks over to Jordan.

My heart races as I watch the two of them walk off to speak privately.

Jordan's pov

When Cole pulls me off the set, I'm utterly confused. What's this about, and why does it have to be private?

As soon as we're in another part of the set, he says, "You like Y/N." He doesn't say it as a question.

"I, uh... What?" I say back, mentally cringing for being unable to sound casual. After a few seconds of watching him stare at me with a raised eyebrow, I sigh and ask him, "Is it that obvious?"

Cole nods. "Why don't you just tell her, man?"

I sigh heavily. "I don't know. I guess I'm afraid of being turned down, you know?"

"So is she."

"But she doesn't..." My voice trails off as he gives me a look that says I should realize something. I blink a few times and comment, "Shit."

Y/N's pov

It takes a minute for them to come back, and my heart is still pounding. I'm afraid of what Cole told Jordan; I don't want Jordan to say, "Listen, you're great and all, but..."

My stomach drops when Jordan approaches and asks me, "Can I talk to you for a second?"

"Yeah, sure." I'm sort of surprised by the calmness of my voice, but then again, I'm an actress. Acting is what I do.

I don't budge, and he asks me to come with him.

When we're alone, I stop acting calm and say to him, "Listen, I don't know what Cole told you--"

"I, uh... I like you too." This catches me completely off guard, and I simply stand there with a look of pure shock plastered on my face.

My perception of time must be messed up; I must've been staring at him like that for so long, it concerns him.

"... Are you okay?"

I snap out of my daze. "Yeah. Yeah, I'm f-fine."

The corner of his lips stretch out into a small grin. His warm brown eyes stare into mine as his smile fades somewhat. He asks me, "Do you wanna, maybe... go to dinner sometime?"

"As long as I get to pick the restaurant." When Jordan laughs lightly, I tell him, "I'm just kidding. There are no conditions to this date."

"On a different note, I'm really glad we're co-stars. And... I'm also really glad our characters are gonna start being all romantic with each other. Makes it easier on me."

"How so?" I ask with a grin.

He takes my hand in his and explains, "Then I don't have to save my affection till we aren't on camera."

A/N

I hope you liked this oneshot! I also hope it wasn't too bad lmao, I didn't have a whole lot of free time to write it because of school (ugh). I'm grateful for the request though, and I'd like to get some more! Feel free to message me if you'd like to request an imagine, etc. Feel free to scroll down on my profile to see the list of characters I write for 😊

Too Pure

Summary: A new girl comes to Southside High, and, try as he might, Sweet Pea can't stay away.

Southside High, the school of drugs and gangs...

That was a name the school lived up to.

However, even those who did not attend Southside high, knew of the long fued between the Ghoulies and Serpents.

A day did not go by where there was no confrontation between the two gangs.

Both would do whatever it took to get a rise out of eachother.

That's why the new girl was such a problem.

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As soon as she walked through those doors, people knew there would be trouble.

The girl was cute with H/C hair and bright E/C eyes. She wore a flowery blouse and black jeans, her wrist decorated with flower jewlery.

The Ghoulies eyed her up like prey, a little bunny caught in a bear trap.

"How long do you think she'll last?" Fangs questioned, eyeing her.

"Not a day. The Ghoulies are already salivating," Toni hissed, rolling her eyes.

"Two new kids in the span of,what?, two weeks?" Sweet Pea asked, rolling her eyes before scowling at the beanie wearing Serpent. "Speaking of, how you feeling about your first trial?"

"Confident," Jughead shrugged.

Sweet Pea huffed, eyes rolling back to his head. "Whatever,"

"Guys!" Toni exclaimed, pointing towards the new girl.

Two Ghoulies stood each side of her, ferocious smiles on their faces.

"Yup, she's gone," Sweet Pea shrugged, his eyes not leaving the new girl's face.

"I wouldn't be so sure," Jughead mumbled, eyebrows creasing as he studied them.

"What you talking about Jones?"

Just then, a male voice screeched out profanities.

The little group of Serpents peered over, watching a Ghoulie crouch down, carressing his stomach.

The new girl held a metal fork in her hand, her arms folding into eachother.

She quickly muttered an apology before stepping away from them and scurrying down the hall.

"She's in the shit," Pea huffed, turning and making his way to class

-

The Serpent sat on their closed off corner at Lunch, various tables close together.

" shut the fuck up!" Hissed Fangs, hitting Sweet Pea on the arm.

"You--"

"Guys," Jughead called, nodding towards the door.

The new girl (whose name they did not know) has found the cafeteria and was now surveying for a place to sit.

Her face scrunched up as she saw multiple face peer at her.

She rose onto her tiptoes, trying her best to look over the crowd.

Finally, she saw a table on the far corner, shrouded in shadows.

She made her way over, head down.

Once she was sat, eyes began to travel away from her, thankfully.

"Shes dodged the Ghoulies so far." Toni muttered, looking over.

"Not for long," Fangs stated, pointing towards a group of Ghoulies who were making their way towards him.

Jughead went to spring up, but he was grabbed and pulled roughly into his seat again.

"What the hell?" He hissed, scowling at the tall serpent.

"Don't even think about it Jones." He warned "If you go up there then it means your taking responsibility and that means she will be under our protection."

"What's so bad about that?"

"I'm not protecting some prissy," Sweets declared, arms folding onto the table.

"Well...i don't think she needs protection..." Toni mumbled, eyes widening.

The new girl was smiling at the group of Ghoulies, one of which was haunched over. She was ,again, holding a silver fork in her hand. She maneuvered around them...quickly making her exit.

-

Sweet Pea looked around frantically, he had lost Hot Dog.

He was ment to meet up with the other serpents to officially Start Jones's annitiation...but it was pitch black and he hadn't taken him for a walk in a couple of days. So the dog had thrased around and tripped him up.

Hot Dog had run away.

SP was inwardly panicking, it wasn't only his dog...but the entire gang's dog. The punishment that lie ahead was--

Then he heard it, the barking and giggling.

At first he froze, listening to the noise. Then, he changed into a sprint as he hunted down the sound .

The noise got louder and louder until he spotted the big ball of fluff.

Hot Dog laid on the grass, panting heavily with his tongue lapping at water being poured from a bottle.

Next to him, to his utter surprise, was the new girl. Her eyes sparkling with laughter and happiness.

He felt a beat, miniature, but it was still a beat. He swallowed, making his way over.

"Hey,"

The girl jumped away, taking five steps away from the dog and shielding herself.

"Are you part of that gang too?" She questioned, narrowing her eyes.

"What?" He huffed "the Ghoulies? As if," He stated, getting down on his knees and running his fingers through the dog's coat. "You're the new girl, right?" She hesitantly nodded. "What's your name?"

"...Y/N, what's yours?"

"Sweet Pea,"

Her eyebrows shot up.

"I told you mine," She stated, crossing her arms.

"So did i," He shrugged, looking around. "Why are you out so late at night?"

"It's nothing, just had to get out." She explained.

"Why?" He pushed, watching as she came closer, reaching down to pet the dog.

"Your Dog almost got run over," Y/N confessed. "You're lucky i saw him,"

Sweet Pea raised a brow accusingly

"Yeah, my friends would kill me if i lost him,"

"Just a guess...are those your friends," She nodded her head towards five or-so bikers staring intently at the two.

Sweet Pea sighed.

"Yeah..that's them," He turned towards her. "Thanks for saving him. I'll see you," He pulled Hot Dog by the collar. Nodding faintly towards the group.

"Had a nice date with your girlfriend," One of them teased, eyebrows knitted together.

Sweet Pea swatted his forehead.

"Shut Up," He turned, only to see Y/N walking down the dark street, scared and defenseless.

His heart beat against his ribcage. He shook his head.

"Lets go,"

-

No matter where he was, SP always seemed to run in to Y/N somehow.

It came to the point where she would smile at him in the hallways and he would quietly nod in return. A little part always enjoyed the meetings and the smiles that Y/N produced. It was a refreshment to other things and people he knew. She was pure, too pure for the Southside...

"Have you heard?" Toni questioned, walking towards the table.

The three boys looked up, brows creasing

"Heard what?"

"Apparently not," Toni sat inbetween Fangs and SP. "Rumours going around that the Ghoulies have had enough of Y/N. They want her gone."

Sweet Pea's hands clenched slightly under the table.

"What will they do," Jughead asked.

"Whatever they want...as long as she is gone." Fangs explained, brows turned up. "And it looks like they aren't waiting,"

A giant group of Ghoulies...possibly over eight of them, surrounded Y/N, blocking her from view.

Sweet Pea's foot tapped anxiously against the floor, his eyes darting to the Ghoulies before retreating back to the table.

"Stop!" He heard her screech.

He swear he felt his heart stop. He had spent a couple days walking into her...chatting, and she had never sounded like this.

Y/N was terrified...

SP jolted up, the serpents looking towards him with wide eyes and other students peered curiously, knowing what Sweet Pea was thinking of doing.

"Sweet Pea?" Toni called, looking up to him. "What are you--"

"Stop!"

He flew across the table, almost sprinting towards them.

He heard various, quick footsteps behind him, knowing the Serpents followed.

His hand shot out, grabbing the girl Ghoulie he saw and pulled him closer to him, his knuckles coming up and whacking him in the face.

The Serpents jumped the Ghoulies.

It was an all out brawl.

Punches being thrown, kicking...

There was a chant from other students, cheering them on.

It was chaos, but the Serpents had the upper hand.

Eventually, the Ghoulies were either on the floor or running away.

SP quickly observed. His eyes flying everywhere to try and spot the locks of H/C hair. Eventually, his ears picked up a sob. He peered down, spotting Y/N on the floor, her eyes watery and her top half-way undone.

He crouched down, shrugging off his leather jacket and placing it on her delicate shoulders.

"Y/N? Come on Princess, we gotta get you out of her," He placed his hands under her arms and hauled her up, encasing her within his arms.

The Serpents surrounded the two, pushing past some Ghoulies and other students, making their way to the exit.

"Can you tell me what they did?" Toni asked, watching as Sweet Pea placed her on his motorcycle.

"They..." She mumbled. "They came over and--a--they went to my shirt-"

"Toni, not now," Sweet Pea hissed, pulling his leather jacket closer to the girl.

Y/N only broke into more sobs, her head burried itself into SP's chest.

-

From that day, you would never catch Y/N L/N alone. She always had a certain serpent next to her, arm slung around her shoulders protectively.

Many people raised questioning eyebrows at the two, before cowaring when a glare was sent their way.

"You coming over tonight?" Sweet Pea questioned, leaning against her locker.

"No, my parents want me home early today," She explained, closing her locker.

"That sucks, i had all of the Harry Potter movies lined up to watch,"

Y/N scowled.

"Tommorow, definately," She assured, turning around and making her way to class.

Y/N hid a smile when a giant arm slung itself over her shoulder, unintentionally leaning into the warmth.

-

Sweet Pea laid contently in his trailer, eating away at some takeout whilst watching a crime show.

He groaned when he heard his phone ring insistently.

He reached over, fingers brushing against the phone. He sighed, moving from his comfortable spot and towards his phone, answering it without looking at the ID.

"What?"

"Sweet Pea, can you come get me?" His eyes widened as a series of curses and shouting filled his ears, accompanied by Y/N's shaking voice. His heart leapt.

"What's going on? Are you alright?" He asked, getting up and shrugging on his jacket before heading outside.

"Please come get me. I'll explain later," Then the line was dead.

Sweet Pea huffed, trying to ignore the beating of his heart as he climbed onto his bike.

He turned it on and drove quickly down the road, ignoring the speed limits.

-

Y/N's house was just on the outside of the Southside.

It was a small little cottage, dirty. Broken windows and mould that creeped up the bricks.

He smiled reassuringly at Y/N, watching as she snuck out the house, still in her earlier clothing.

She hopped on the bike quickly, Sweet Pea almost immediately speeding off, back to his trailer.

His heart beat loudly in his ears when he felt the tight hold she had on him, her fingers burried into his shirt, her head squashed between his shoulders. He could almost feel his heart breaking free of its restraints.

For a quick second, one of his hands let go, reaching and carressing her two entwined hands, almost jolting at the coldness of them. Her tense body relaxed slightly, he could feel it. He smiled slightly, hand returning to the handle.

-

"Here you go," He chucked a giant shirt to the girl cuddled up on his sofa, blankets all around her. "Change into that while i go get the movies,"

He went to his room, pulling the movies from under his bed and fishing out the ones she wanted to watch. He then returned, having to learn how to breathe when he saw Y/N... The shirt swallowed her. It went all the way past her thighs and covered most of her arms.

"I got them," he stated, going towards the TV. He put in the first movie before making his way to the sofa and crawling under the blankets, his hands finding Y/N's waist and pulling her towards him "you wanna tell me what's going on?" She muttered in her ear.

The question was answered by silence.

"...my parents have been drinking for years," Y/N mumbled. "They always get into fights. That's why I'm often out at night. It gets violent."

His heart ached and his arm squeezed her.

"What do you mean, it gets violent?"

"They hit and punch eachother, it can last for hours," she buried her head into his neck.

"Have they ever hurt you?" He questioned hesitantly, afraid of the answer.

"No," she denied, feeling him relax. "Never me...but i still get scared...so i leave."

"Come here," SP ordered, his hands tightening as one moved to carress her head. "You're safe with me,"

She moves, her head rising so they face eachother.

There is only a few inches between them. They share eachothers breath. Both not daring to look away.

Suddenly, Y/N leans in, her lips finding SP's . Hers ghost over Sweet Pea's. For a few seconds they stay like that, their eyes closed, lips gently moving against eachother. Then Y/N moved away, smiling delicately, burying back into her saviour.

They both smile, eyes back into the movie.

mama always told me//sweet pea.

So, i was listening to G-Easy: Mama always told me and it reminded me of Sweet pea!! So here you go, a one shot based of this awesome song.

mama always told me, papa always warned me, don’t hang around with boys likes you

teacher always tell me never to be naughty, don’t mess around with boys like you

Sweet Pea was the boy your parents warned you about. He was a SouthSide serpent, leather jackets and army boots. Flannel shirts and dog tags. He had the whole bad boy package. When I first showed my mom a photo of him, she warned me that he would break my heart and throw me in the dirt. I ignored her.

My teachers always warned me never to mess around and be naughty. I was a good girl, straight A student. I ignored them.

My dad always taught me that bad boys would use me and warned me to stay away. I ignored them.

Sweet Pea was like a drug. I was addicted to him.

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“Hey baby girl.” Sweet Pea smiles and kisses my head.

It’s lunchtime at SouthSide high. I smile and lean into his side. Me and him matching in our serpent jackets. My father is a serpent, funny I know. Since he is always warning me off badboys, yet I’m in thrown into the serpent world and surrounded by them.

“How’s your day going?” I ask him, leaning my head on his shoulder.

“Good now you’re here.” He smiles.

Me and Pea aren’t boyfriend and girlfriend, we are just friends. I absolutely adore him, but I don’t think he feels the same.

“Can you two hurry up and date please? Thank you.” Fangs groans.

“Shut up bro, we are friends.” Pea laughs.

I smile at Fangs and feel my heart breaking.

Friend zoned. Ouch.

I sit up and move a little bit away from Pea. “Yeah, just friends.” I fake smile and grab my bag.

“Where are you going? We still have 20 minutes left.” SP asks.

“Erm, gotta study.” I lie and walk away.

Nobody studies at Southside high. No one cares about grades. I don’t anymore. I walk into a spare classroom and close the door, sitting on one of the desks. I put my head in my hands and sigh. I won’t cry over a boy.

mama always told me, papa always warned me, don’t hang around with boys likes you

I stay in the classroom for a good 40 minutes. Missing my Maths class that I have with Toni. She texted me asking where I was and I told her I went home. I grab my bag and decide I am going to head home. I walk out of the classroom and bump into Mrs Winters, one of the teachers here.

“You ok? You look upset?” She asks concerned.

“I’ll be fine.”

“I warned you.” She mutters, as I walk away.

teacher always tell me never to be naughty, don’t mess around with boys like you

I leave the building and spot SP and Fangs leaning against their bikes, smoking. I ignore them and walk the opposite way.

“Hey! (Y/N)!” I ignore Fangs and carry on waking.

I hear someone running behind me.

“Hey baby girl.” Sweet Pea says while grabbing my hand.

I yank it away and take a step away from him. “Don’t call me that. That isn’t something you call your friends.” I spit.

“What are you on about? I call you that all the time.” Sweet Pea asks confused.

“Yeah well don’t. You don’t call Toni that.”

“I’m closer to you than Toni.”

“I don’t care. I don’t like it! Friends don’t call friends that.” I groan.

“What’s gotten in to you? Is it what Fangs said?”

“Don’t blame this on Fangs. This is my own fault, thinking you could have feelings for me like I have for you! How stupid, like a serpent would ever date!” I yell.

“You don’t know anything about my feelings! Have you ever asked!?” Sweet Pea shouts.

“Why should I ask!? All you’ll do it shut me out!!” I shout back.

“I don’t shut you out! You’re the only person I love!” He screams.

I open my mouth to reply but noting comes out. Sweet Pea looks at me and groans.

“Fuck.” He takes a cigarette and lights it. Taking a puff and running his hands through his hair.

“I love you too asshole! Why do you think I got so upset earlier when you said we were just friends!? Toni knows how I feel about you, but I didn’t want to push you into anything!” I mutter and put my head down.

“Didn’t anyone warn you about badboys?” Pea smirks and pulls me to his chest.

“Actually, many people have. But, I don’t care. I love you, Sweet Pea.” I smile and kiss him.

He throws his cigarette to the floor and wraps one arm around my waist and the other in my hair. He deepens the kiss and I moan into his mouth.

“Shall we take this somewhere else?” Pea smirks while kissing my neck.

“Definitely, my parents aren’t home.” I moan and turn my neck, to give him more access.

“Let’s go, Princess.”

Me and Pea ended up being the best couple Southside high have ever seen.🐍

No Catcalling Allowed || Reggie Mantle

Request from anon: Protective Reggie? Where some guys from the team are making rude comments and he stands up for you

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“Hey baby!” a voice called behind you.

You sighed as you closed your locker door.

Great. The jocks were here for their usual 9 am catcalling session.

You did what you usually did; you picked up your backpack and swung the strap over your shoulder, beginning your trek to your third period class which just happened to be all the way across the school, ignoring everything the jocks said.

“Hey there, Y/N,” Chuck murmured as he strolled next to you. “Looking good today,”

You ignored him.

Ignoring Chuck when he made his comments usually did the trick. After seeing he wasn’t going to get a reaction out of you, he would usually screw off and chat with his buddies instead. That today however wasn’t the case.

“Come on, baby, just smile for me,” he said as he looked at you up and down, a creepy hunger in his eyes.

Again, you ignored him.

“Hey, look at me when I’m talking to you.” he snapped suddenly, grabbing your arm and twisting you towards him.

Your binders fell out of your arms and crashed down on the floor, papers going everywhere.

Before you could say anything, someone pushed Chuck off of you and into the lockers, his head hitting the metal with a clang!

Reggie Mantle held the misogynistic teen against the locker, positively fuming. You had never seen him look so mad before.

“Don’t touch her,” he growled. “You got that? Don’t you ever touch her.”

Chuck chuckled.

“Cool it, Reggie. If I would’ve known you wanted her, I would’ve given her to you. She’s a tough one to crack. Just the way you like ‘em.”

Reggie let him go and Chuck swaggered away. You looked down at the fingerprint indents Chuck had left on your arm that were slowly turning purple. Reggie’s eyes widened.

“Are you okay?” he asked as he began to make his way over to you.

“D-Don’t touch me, please.” you begged as you took a step back, obviously shaken.

Reggie stopped immediately and nodded.

“Okay.” he said softly.

With that, he bent down and began to gather up the papers that had fallen from your binder.

You sighed and joined Reggie in picking up the fallen papers.

“I’m sorry,” Reggie began. “Chuck is just—”

“An asshole.” you finished.

Reggie chuckled.

“Yeah, he is. I’m not even gonna try and defend him. He’s an asshole.” he confirmed.

“Why do you even hang out with him?” you grumbled.

“I don’t!” he defended.

At your doubtful expression, the jock elaborated.

“I used to,” he admitted. “But after I heard about that playbook, those lists… I couldn’t do it anymore.”

“Weren’t you on them?” you accused.

Reggie shook his head.

“No,” he said. “I never did things like that. You can even ask Betty. She took pictures of them. I’m not a monster.”

You were silent as you contemplated his words and nodded.

“Okay.” you said quietly.

Reggie handed you the rest of your papers and you stuffed them into your binders, holding them close to your chest.

“Do you want me to walk to your next class?” he offered.

You smiled for the first time all day and shook your head.

“No, it’s okay, Reggie,” you said. “I’ll be alright. Thank you though.”

Reggie smiled at you.

“Okay,” he said as he began to walk away. “I’ll see you around?” he asked.

You nodded, feeling your heart flutter in your chest.

“Yeah. I’ll see you around.”

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A/N: Hope you enjoyed my first ever Reggie fic! Let me know what you thought!

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Birthday Girl || Archie Andrews

Request from anon: How about a Archie x Reader where they’ve been dating for a while now and he writes her a song for her birthday?

A/N: This is kinda short but I think it’s cute so I hope you enjoy!

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“Happy birthday!”

“Hey, Y/N, happy birthday!”

“Happy day of birth, Y/N.”

The last comment from Jughead made you laugh as you made your way outside for your free period.

Overall, it had been a pretty good birthday so far. Betty had given you a pretty locket with a delicate silver chain. Veronica had cupcakes flown in from New York City. Jughead had brought you a milkshake from Pop’s at the beginning of the day. However, strangely enough, you hadn’t seen your boyfriend of two years, Archie Andrews, all day.

You had asked the gang during chemistry if they had seen Archie but to no avail. They had all shook their heads with Veronica threatening to smack the daylights out of him if he didn’t show up with a present in his hand. You had laughed her threat off, but you couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed that you couldn’t find your boyfriend.

You knew he wasn’t sick as the ginger never got sick. The football season was over so he wasn’t practicing. You had checked the music room but you couldn’t find him there either. You were stumped.

Unfortunately, Betty, Veronica, and Jughead didn’t have off this period, only you and Archie did. Since Archie was nowhere to be found, you figured you’d just spent the period alone, which you didn’t particularly mind.

You went to your usual table outside and sat down, pulling out a book you’d been reading in English class for the past few weeks now. You had just gotten immersed in the novel when you heard a couple guitar strings being plucked.

You looked up, surprised to see Archie sitting on the seat across from you, holding his guitar in his lap.

“Archie, what are you doing—”

“Don’t speak, just listen. Okay?” he asked, smiling.

You nodded and the ginger beamed as he began to strum the guitar, singing as he went along.

You couldn’t breathe as your boyfriend sang and played.

The song was so beautiful and it nearly brought tears to your eyes. It was about you and Archie. From the moment he first met you to your dates at Pop’s to your first kiss. The list went on and on.

When Archie strummed the last note, he looked up at you nervously.

“How was that? Did you like it?” he asked hopefully.

You grinned.

“Archie, I loved it!” you exclaimed. “That was incredible. Definitely the best birthday gift I’ve ever received.”

Archie let out a sigh of relief.

“Good,” he breathed out as he put his guitar down and got up, making his way over to your side of the table. “I was afraid you wouldn’t like it. It took me hours to come up with the melody and the lyrics and even then I wasn’t sure if it was good. I was so focused I didn’t even realize I missed half of the day’s classes.”

You chuckled as he sat next to you, putting his arm over your shoulder.

“Well, I loved it. So don’t worry about that. However, you did miss a pop quiz in math so you might wanna get on that.”

The ginger groaned as he got up again, swinging his backpack over his shoulder.

“The things I do for the woman I love,” he mumbled as he grabbed his guitar. “I’ll take it now. Don’t want to spend tonight studying for it. Tonight’s all about you.”

“Me?”

Archie grinned.

“Did you really think I’d just give you a song for your birthday? No, Y/N, I’m treating you tonight. Put on your best dress. I’ll pick you up at seven.” he said before walking off.

“Wh-Archie!” you exclaimed but your boyfriend didn’t turn around.

You let out a breathy laugh and shook your head as you opened your book again, forcing yourself to focus on pages inside. You knew you wouldn’t be able to. Your mind thinking about your plans for tonight.

And you couldn’t wait.

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A/N: I can’t write songs for SHIT which is why I didn’t include any lyrics. Hope you enjoyed it nevertheless!

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