Red Handed

A/N: This is based off of a very wild dream I had last night. It went a little differently than this, some details have been changed. I’m still on break so expect real updates next month :>

Pairing: Sweet Pea x Reader

Word Count: 1.8k

Warnings: Shameless smut, Gang activity, Dirty talk, Unprotected sex (pls be safe xoxo)

((image by @dailyrivermale​))

You listened to the light clinking of metal as your fellow Serpent picked the lock to the auto parts store. Your eyes kept drifting over to his broad form, hunched over with small curses falling from his lips. His ass in particular looked perfect, even in the dimly lit alleyway.

The lock finally gave away and he straightened to his full height, towering over you as he turned to meet your eyes. A proud smirk was on his lips, his tongue teasingly running across them as he looked over your figure.

You wore your own take on a cat suit, a tight black leather jacket and a form fitting black mini skirt. It probably showed way too much skin to be conventional, but you wanted to look hot tonight.

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A/N: this was requested by @dylanobeminegrantgustin hope it’s ok

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“You know I’m really starting to love this uniform of yours” Archie says right before the big football game

“Well don’t get too excited you’re about to go on” you say, arms around his neck, his around your waist and the both of you swaying from side to side a bit

“And so is she” Cheryl comes in interrupting yours and Archie’s moment. Both you and Archie sigh and break a part

“Come on you can fool around after you win the game” Cheryl says grabbing your arm and dragging you away.

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Burger and Shake

A/n: a friend of a friend of a friend wanted to see more plus size reader x sweetpea fics and I just wanna see more plus size reader fics on my blog so here we go

Sweet pea had been sitting in pops for the past hour. He had asked out some chick from his class - a northsider and he was beginning to think she stood him up. To make matters worst he already ordered for her and him, he sent her messages yet got none in return and to make matters even worst Reggie and his little gang had just walked in.

“Well boys lookie at what we got here, seems like this serpent scum is here on a date,” Reggie laughs.

“Well then where’s the lady dumb enough to go out with ya?,” nick - a new guy who joined Reggie’s team asked.

“Bet she bailed out on him once she saw what such a scum he was,” laughed Archie.

Sweetpea stood from his seat - he didn’t have to take any of this shit, and he wouldn’t. Just as he was about to push through the jocks another body did and to his surprise it was that sweet little normal spider (y/n) - the only plus size girl who was on the riverdales cheer squad.

“Hey babe -“ she says giving sweetpea a nervous smile. “Sorry I’m late - Cheryl was holding the girls up a bit with talk about her beach party.”

“Uhh -“ sweetpea wasn’t sure what was happening but the wink she shot him told him otherwise, so he played along. “It’s all cool. I’m just glad you’re here now.”

“(L/n)?! You and this loser going out on a date?,” Reggie asks with a raised brow.

“Yeah now scram Reggie before I tell Cheryl your picking on her little sister,” (y/n) smirked.

Her and Cheryl weren’t actually sister, they were actually childhood friends but claimed they were sisters from another mother. Cheryl looked out for the short and chubby girl and (y/n) looked after the red headed queen bee.

“Whatever -“ scoffs Reggie. “Let’s roll out boys.”

Once the boys are gone (y/n) sighs popping herself down at sweet peas table. “Sorry about that -“ she apologized. “You just really looked like you wanted to punch Reggie there,” she laughs when he answers back. “I did,” sweetpea says.

“Yeah well we can’t have that now. I don’t like drama happening at Pops so you and Reggie gonna have to take that beef somewhere else,” she grinned.

“Why did you stick up for me?,” sweetpea asks sitting back down in his seat.

“Wow straight to the point huh,” she laughs. “Well if I’m being honest it’s cause I like ya.”

Sweetpea wasn’t sure if this was a joke to her or something, “A northsider liking a serpent. Ha, hard to believe,” he says.

“Yeah well believe it, now if you would shut up and enjoy yourself on our date -“ (y/n) says taking a bite out of the cold food. Her face scrunched up at the taste of cold fries, “Oh god that’s nasty!”

Sweetpea couldn’t help but to chuckle, her face looked so adorable. “Well I can order you something,” he says looking shyly down at the table.

“Nah I got it -“ peaking at his food she looks back up at him, “Want something?”

“No, it’s fine. I got this,” he says.

“Sweetpea if this food is cold then so is yours,” (y/n) says.

“Really it’s fine -“ sweetpea shuts up once she waves her hand at him as she walks to the counter. “How’s a burger and shake for you cutie?”

Sweetpea huffs out his noise and leans back in his seat crossing his arms over his chest, ‘Stubborn girl,’ he thinks to himself. “Fine! A burger and shake is fine,” he calls back.

“What kinda shake?”

“Chocolate!”

Y/N: What’s your biggest fear?

Sweet Pea: You.

Y/N: Me?! How?

Sweet Pea: . . . I’m scared that one day you’ll look in the mirror, and see yourself as I see you. You will realize just how amazing you are and that you deserve better than me… 

Sweet Pea:  *Whispers* I’m terrified that you’ll leave me. 

Beanies and Negotiations

Pairing: Jughead Jones x Reader

Description: Betty and Veronica observe (Y/N) and Jughead’s friendship, Jughead’s signature grey beanie seeming to be a catalyst for the more flirtatious points in their relationship

Warnings: none

Word count: 1,182

A/N: this is my first imagine, feedback is greatly appreciated!

Veronica and Betty sat in a booth at Pop’s, each girl sipping on her own milkshake.  They smiled and laughed as they chatted about random topics, the subject ranging from schoolwork to their friends.  After their giggles died down from joking about Kevin’s antics, the conversation landed on the topic of (Y/N) and Jughead.

“So (Y/N) and Jughead have been friends forever, like you and Archie, right?” Veronica asked.

“Yeah, they’ve been best friends for as long as any of us could remember,” Betty said, smiling.  “They used to chase each other around everywhere. It was so cute.  I remember this one time, we were in first grade and the four of us were playing in Archie’s backyard.  Suddenly, Jughead got down on one knee, took off his beanie, and proposed to (Y/N).”

“No!” Veronica gasped, covering a smile.

“Yes!” Betty giggled. “Archie and I were so shocked, but (Y/N) just smiled and put on the beanie.  She told him, ‘We’re much too young to get married, Juggie.  Ask me again when we’re eighteen and I’ll say yes.’” Veronica laughed and Betty soon joined her.  Once their laughter subsided, Veronica’s wandering eyes found Jughead sitting a few booths away, typing away on his computer.

“Speak of the devil,” she smirked, pointing at him as Betty turned around to look.  He sat by himself, ignorant to the world as he wrote his story.

“I’m surprised (Y/N)’s not with him,” Betty commented as she turned back to face Veronica.  She shrugged.

“I bet you she’ll walk in within the next ten minutes.”

Sure enough, a few minutes later (Y/N) entered the Chock’lit Shoppe.  She stood by the entrance for a minute, her eyes scanning the diner. Finally, she spotted Jughead and walked over to the booth.  Sliding into the same seat as Jughead, she rested her chin on his shoulder.  Betty and Veronica watched as her mouth moved, but they couldn’t hear what she was saying.

“Ugh, I can’t hear them!” Veronica moaned.  Betty nodded.

“Me too.  Maybe we could move a bit closer?” she suggested. “But be subtle about it.”  The girls slowly picked up their milkshake glasses and shifted down a few booths, so now they were within earshot of Jughead and (Y/N). Neither of them seemed to notice.

“It’s very well-written,” (Y/N) commented, her eyes scanning Jughead’s laptop screen.  “Very eloquent and ominous.”  The corners of Jughead’s lips curved upwards, but he didn’t take his eyes off the screen.

“Thanks,” he replied, continuing to type.  Betty and Veronica continued to observe their interactions, watching as Jughead continuously stole (Y/N)’s fries, to which she would reciprocate with a slap on his arm. At one point Jughead became so invested in his story that he completely zoned out, unable to hear (Y/N).

“Juggie,” she pestered him, lightly poking his arm.  “Come on, Jughead.  Earth to Juggie?”  He remained stoic as (Y/N) sighed, leaning back in the seat.  After a moment of thought, she sprung up again.  She smirked as she snatched the beanie off of Jughead’s head and tugged it onto hers.  That seemed to snap him out of his trace, because immediately he slammed his laptop shut and reached out to take it back.  (Y/N) giggled and ran out from their booth, running over to Betty and Veronica.  The two girls shifted so it would appear that they weren’t eavesdropping on their conversation.

“Quick, move,” (Y/N) urged as she squeezed past Betty into the booth.  Jughead slowly approached their table, his eyes never shifting from (Y/N).

“Give it back,” he demanded as he stood right in front of the table.  Betty and Veronica bit their lips in an attempt to keep their giggles at bay.  (Y/N) shook her head.

“Not unless you let me wear it tomorrow,” she bargained.  Jughead scoffed and crossed his arms.

“This isn’t a negotiation,” he told her.  He leaned over to grab it off (Y/N)’s head, but she swatted his arm away.

“This is a negotiation,” she replied, smirking.  “I have something that we both want.  I’m proposing a fair deal to you.  Take it or leave it.”  Jughead released an exasperated sigh as he looked at Betty and Veronica.

“Can either of you please give that back to me?” he pleaded.  The two girls almost missed the slight upward twitch of his lips. Veronica pursed her lips, trying to hide her smile.

“Nope,” she said, popping the ‘p’.  “I think it’s a fair deal.”  Betty shrugged and nodded.

“I agree,” she stated. Jughead let out another frustrated groan and (Y/N) smirked.

“The girls have spoken, Juggie.  Do we have a deal?” she questioned.

“Fine,” Jughead agreed, rolling his eyes.  (Y/N) smirked triumphantly, jumping over the seat and out to stand next to Jughead. He grabbed the beanie off her head and placed it onto his.  A smirk began to creep onto his face.

“You didn’t make me pinky promise,” he taunted before retreating back to their table.  (Y/N) huffed in anger as she stomped back to their booth, sitting down across from Jughead with her arms crossed.  Betty and Veronica broke down into hysterical laughter.

“Oh my god!” Veronica laughed.  “They’re like an old married couple!”

“Yeah they are,” Betty giggled.  “I still can’t believe they’re just like friends.”  They both shook their heads as they turned their attention back to (Y/N) and Jughead’s booth.  The pair had stood up, Jughead’s laptop tucked under his arm, and they exited the diner.

The next day at school, Betty and Veronica gave (Y/N) confused stares as she roamed the hallways sporting Jughead’s signature grey beanie.  

“That cannot be Jughead’s,” Veronica denied, shutting her locker.  “I mean, there’s no way Jughead would actually give his beanie to her. He never takes that thing off.”  Betty gave her a doubtful look.

“I wouldn’t be surprised if he let her wear it,” Betty replied as they began to walk to the student lounge.  “He’s completely smitten with her.”

“He’s more smitten with his hat,” Veronica joked, both girls laughing.

Their suspicions were confirmed when they spotted Jughead in the lounge, raven locks flowing freely. He wore no beanie.  (Y/N) entered a few minutes later, still wearing Jughead’s beanie.  She smirked as she walked over to him.  Betty and Veronica turned to face them, not-so-subtly attempting to eavesdrop on their conversation.

“Can I please have it back?” they heard Jughead whine.  (Y/N) grinned and shook her head, putting her hands over the beanie in case Jughead tried to snatch it off her head.

“No.”

“I feel like an idiot without it on,” he complained.  “Everyone’s giving me weird looks.  And normally I don’t mind that, but I’m feeling quite vulnerable and exposed without my beanie.”

“A deal’s a deal, Juggie,” (Y/N) sing-songed, walking over to sit next to Betty on the couch. Jughead muttered under his breath and shook his head, but he followed (Y/N) and leaned against the armrest of the couch. The four friends chatted and laughed together, and Betty and Veronica couldn’t help but notice Jughead’s frequent glances at (Y/N) and the wide smile that never left his face.

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all the stars | 2

(sweet pea x andrews!reader)

Summary: “I’ve been telling her this from the beginning, and now I know I was right. Hanging out with you is only going to end up hurting her in the end, so stay back” Archie growled, shoving Sweet Pea back and stomping back to the car. 

Sweet Pea clenched his jaw, refusing to look up to where he knew Y/N was watching from the car window. Feeling his heart squeeze in his chest, he turned around. 

Genre: some fluff, heavy angst in this one

Warnings: violence, mentions of blood, arguing, cussing

Word Count: 2.5K, wowza

Request:

Part Two! Part Two! Part Two!

Is there going to be a part 2?

I love this, part 2 please?

Part 2???

A/N: Wow, all the support for part one made me soft, y’all are some great sisters. 😔✊ 💖 THIS IS NOT THE LAST PART OF THE SERIES, ya girl got a plan. Also if you have Sweet Pea and Archie gifs, I would appreciate using them (with credit). English isn’t my first language, so I apologiza for grammar errors. 

Y/N stepped out of her bathroom, her hair still wet from the shower. She had woken up that morning with a bad feeling in the bottom of her stomach, the hot water attempting to wash it away. 

She pulled on a sweater and a pair of jeans before walking down the stairs, still anxious about seeing Archie. They hadn’t talked properly since the fight the day before yesterday. Her brother was sitting in the kitchen, eating eggs. Their eyes met, and she immediately turned around. “Hey, Y/N, wait!” Archie called out.

“Sorry, Archie, I have to go, school, you know-”

“Come on, Y/N, let’s talk, I don’t want us on bad terms when dad comes home, okay?”

Y/N stopped at the mention of her dad, the butterflies in her stomach coming out of their chrysalis at full speed. She might not be Archie’s biggest fan, but above all else, the Andrews were a family. Now, more than ever. She sighed and sat down on the couch, Archie taking the seat next to her. 

“I’m sorry I yelled at you. I’m just worried, you know?” She nodded silently. “I don’t want you getting hurt.” 

“I understand that, Archie. And thank you for looking out for me. But you have to understand, Sweet Pea could never hurt me!” 

“Not willingly.” Archie added in. He didn’t like Sweet Pea, but he could tell that the Serpent cared for his sister. 

“What does that mean?” Y/N asked defensively, but Archie put a hand on her arm to calm her down.

“He’s a Serpent, Y/N. He runs with a gang, he’s getting in trouble all the time.” She opened her mouth to argue but he cut her off. “Now, I’m not saying he’d put you in any sort of danger willingly, but if something bad happens and you’re in the wrong place at the wrong time, I….I can’t lose another member of my family, Y/N.” She pulled her brother into a hug, and felt him tremble. Archie talked big, but under it all, he was just a scared kid who was trying to protect his family. 

“You’re not going to lose me, Arch. Never.” 

“I love you, Y/N.” 

“I love you too, Archie.”Archie pulled away from the hug and helped her up. 

“Come on, I’ll give you a ride to school.” 

During the ride, Y/N was silent. Archie brushed it off, thinking she was just tired after the ordeal, but in fact, she was worried. She was thinking. 

Before this, she had been willing to risk it all for Sweet Pea, for being with him. Her home, her friends, her family, none of it seemed to matter when they were together. But now, she felt selfish. She hadn’t thought about them, about what would happen if she got hurt. Archie would have to go through everything he went through when their dad got shot all over again, and this time, he wouldn’t have her to lean on. What about her dad? He just finished fighting to survive to find out his daughter lost her own fight? What would that do to him? 

Was it worth it? She loved Sweet Pea more than anything, but was being with him worth losing it all. Yesterday, she would have said yes. Today, she was unsure. 

When Archie parked the car, she got out quickly and basically bolted up the stairs, eager to look for a distraction from all the thoughts running through her head right now. What she got was anything but. 

Sweet Pea was waiting by her locker, drumming his fingers against the metal. Her heart raced, and she instinctively began to twist the ring on her middle finger, the ring he had given her. She didn’t want to lose Sweet Pea, of that, she was sure. But Archie couldn’t lose her. 

“Hey,” Sweet Pea said as she walked up to her locker. 

“Hey.” She gave him a small smile, but she couldn’t make it reach her eyes. 

“Everything good with you and Archie?” He asked, running a hand through his hair. She smiled at his quirk, something she knew he only did when he was feeling nervous. 

“Yeah, we talked this morning. Everything’s good.” 

“Great. So I was thinking, there’s this party at the Wyrm tonight, if you wanted, we could go together?” He laced his fingers through hers, raising an eyebrow hopefully. 

“Actually, I had a different idea.” His face morphed into one of confusion, and she elaborated. “Tonight’s Andrews Movie Night, and I was hoping you could come over? Maybe you and Archie could finally try to get along?” 

“Are you sure he wants me over? Isn’t Family Movie Night, like, something for families?” Sweet Pea was unsure, especially after how he and Archie fought the other night. But when Y/N stepped closer and kissed his jawline, he felt some of his own worries dissolve.

“Come on, Pea, you and Archie have got to learn to get along at SOME point. What better time than now?” She stuck her bottom lip out and squeezed his hand. “Just think about it?”

Sweet Pea smiled and nodded, always unable to hold out against her. “Only for you, princess.” Threading his fingers into her hair, he pulled her in for a kiss. “I have to get to first period, but I’ll see you later?” She nodded and got on her tip toes to kiss him again before walking off.

“Do you really think you can get them to get along?” Cheryl asked Y/N as the two redheads changed out of their Vixen uniforms.

“Honestly, Cher, I have no idea,” she groaned, sitting down on the bench with her head in her hands. Tonight could either go good or disastrous, and I have no clue, which kills me. I just really need them to get along.”

“Hey.” Cheryl put her hand on the girl’s shoulder, rubbing it soothingly. “Both Archie and Sweet Pea love you. They both want what’s best for you, and if that means they have to get along, then I’m sure they’ll try, okay?” Y/N nodded. “Good, now calm down and go home, you have a movie night to plan.”

“Thank you, Cheryl.”

Sweet Pea caught up with her outside school. “Walk you home?” 

“Definitely.” Taking his hand, the two began to walk out of the school grounds. The knots in her stomach began to loosen just a bit. “Are you nervous?” 

“Pfft, no, what could go wrong?” Sweet Pea said sarcastically. “I mean, it’s not like your brother and I could end up killing each other?” 

“No, no, no, you have to think positive because if you thnk negative, then I think negative.” He chuckled and pulled her in for a kiss, cupping her face. 

“It’s going to be great, as long as we don’t watch any chick flicks.” 

“Don’t worry, it’s Archie’s week to choose, anyway.” Sweet Pea mimed pumping his fist into the air, but when he opened his eyes, his smile was wiped off of his face. “Sweets? What’s wrong?” Saying nothing, he grabbed Y/N’s arm and started speedwalking. “Sweet Pea? What’s happening?” 

“Don’t look back, it’s a Ghoulie car, they’re following us. Get ready to run when I tell-” He cussed under his breath as the car pulled up alongside them, 4 Ghoulies getting out. “Malachi. Long way from the Southside, aren’t you?” 

“I could say the same for you, snake,” the man, Malachi, grinned lazily, his eyes alight with something that made Y/N squeeze Sweet Pea’s arm. He nodded his head at her, his eyes never leaving Sweet Pea. “Picked up a Northsider, huh?” 

“What the fuck do you want?” 

Malachi shrugged. “Nothing from you.” His eyes finally dropped to Y/N, and he looked at her for a moment before he spoke. “Maybe from her? Must be special for you to be dating Andrews’ sister, huh Sweets?” 

“You little-” Sweet Pea lunged, delivering a right hook to Malachi’s jaw. The Ghoulie grinned as the other three accompanying him grabbed Sweet Pea, throwing him onto the floor. 

“Sweet Pea!” Y/N screamed. She ran over, but Malachi grabbed her, holding her back from the fight. It was Sweet Pea against three Ghoulies, who were currently punching the shit out of him. “Let him go, you son of a bitch!” She screamed, struggling against Malachi’s hold. 

“Wow, muzzle your bitch, Serpent, she’s got quite the tongue.” Y/N slapped him, and the light left the Ghoulie’s eyes, replaced by something dangerous. He pushed her back with an astonishing amount of force, and her head hit the curb. 

Sweet Pea’s eyes flashed, and before Malachi could realize what was happening, his men were down and Sweet Pea was on top of them. “Don’t-You-Dare-” each word was punctuated by a punch. “Ever-Touch-Her-Again!” Malachi’s nose was gushing blood. 

The three Ghoulies stood and picked up Sweet Pea, holding him against a wall as he struggled. Malachi stood up, wiping blood from his nose and smearing it onto his pant leg as he whipped out a pocketknife. “She’s next,” he said, gritting his teeth. Right before he could do anything else, 3 bikes and a car pulled up next to the curb. FP, Jughead, and Fangs got off of their bikes, Archie stepping out of his car with his baseball bat in tow.

“Unless you want a full on gang war on your hands, Malachi,” Jughead threatened, whipping out his own switchblade. “I suggest you let our friend go right now, or none of you are walking out of here alive.” 

Malachi chuckled and pocketed his switchblade, waving at his men to tell them to knock off. “Not today, boys,” The Ghoulies shuffled into their car and took off, swerving to avoid the brick Fangs threw at their windshield. 

“Are you guys okay?” He asked when the car was out of sight. Sweet Pea nodded, helping Y/N to her feet. She had a cut on her forehead that was bleeding. 

“We better get going,” FP said. “Malachi will try to pull something tonight. Stay safe, you two.” With that, the three took off, bikes blaring after the Ghoulies. 

The horrible feeling returned to Y/N’s stomach as she turned to Archie. “Archie, I-” 

“Go sit in the car, Y/N.” His fists were clenched and he was visibly shaking. She opened her mouth to protest, but he shot her a look and she closed it, sending one more look to Sweet Pea before getting in the car. 

Archie ran a hand through his hair before turning on Sweet Pea. “How did this happen?” 

“I was walking her home, Ghoulies were following us since we left the school, I think.” Sweet Pea swallowed, tearing his eyes away from Y/N. “Andrews, I-” 

“No! You don’t get to say anything. My little sister could’ve gotten-” he cut himself off, not wanting to think it. “I’ve been telling her this from the beginning, and now I know I was right. Hanging out with you is only going to end up hurting her in the end, so stay back” Archie growled, shoving Sweet Pea back and stomping back to the car. 

Sweet Pea clenched his jaw, refusing to look up to where he knew Y/N was watching from the car window. Feeling his heart squeeze in his chest, he turned around and walked away. 

Archie was silent most of the car ride home. Y/N was shaking, playing with Sweet Pea’s ring. “Arch-” 

“I don’t want you seeing him again. No negotiating this time, Y/N, I’m banning you from ever hanging out with him, final decision.” 

“Archie, he didn’t know-” 

“It still happened, Y/N! What would’ve happened if Jug, FP, Fangs, and I didn’t show up on time, huh? Both of you could’ve ended up dead!” They pulled up at the house and Archie sighed, stretching his hands on the steering wheel. “I’m sorry, okay? But I can’t change what’s going on in Riverdale.” 

Y/N nodded with glassy eyes, a lump forming in her throat as she walked into the house and up the stairs. “Not now, Vegas,” she croaked, shutting her bedroom door and falling onto her bed. 

She cried silently, hoping that at any moment Sweet Pea would show up at her window, wrap her up in his arms, and kiss the tears away. He never did. She knew Archie was right. He was a Southsider, she was a Northsider, they were never meant to be together. 

But all the stars just happened to cross when they met, and now here they were.

pea?  

pea, please talk to me. 

baby, i need to see you, I’m going crazy. 

are you ignoring me? 

She stared at her phone, about to type another text, but shook her head and slipped it back into her jean pocket. A melancholic filter had been cast over everything, even the pancakes Pop Tate made specially for her this morning tasted like sawdust in her mouth. There was a pit in her stomach, maybe because in the back of her mind, a little part of her knew just what might happen next. When she opened her locker, a note fell out. 

need to see you. room 405 before 1st period. 

-sweet pea

no little doodles or hearts or smiley faces, no emotion, nothing would suggest in the slightest that this note was from sweet pea if he hadn’t signed his name. 

Slowly, she opened the door to Room 405, spotting Sweet Pea standing by the window. “Sweet Pea?”  He turned around, and for the first time, she noticed a purple bruise blossoming under his eye. From yesterday. “You were scaring me, you weren’t answering my calls.” 

“Y/N, I think we should br-” 

“Yeah, I know. Not that hard to figure out,” she cut him off, knowing immediately what this was. 

In two strides, he was in front of her, enveloping her in a huge hug. She buried her face in his shirt and let the tears fall, breathing in his scent for what might be the last time. A scent of cigarettes and pine trees and motor oil, home. “I wish we didn’t have to say goodbye,” he whispered, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. “But I can’t risk if you got hurt because of me. I wouldn’t be able to live with myself. I love you so much, doll.” 

“I love you too. You know, it kind of sucks to be the star crossed lovers of Riverdale High.” She said the last part with a laugh, wiping a stray tear from the corner of her eye. 

Sweet Pea pulled back from the hug slightly and chuckled, and she could see his eyes shiny in tears. “Yeah, it kind of does, doesn’t it?” Then the somber mood returned, and Y/N stood on her tiptoes, grabbing Sweet Pea by the collar of his leather jacket and pulling him down to kiss her. 

It was sad, sweet, desperate, long, each of them holding on for as long as they could, knowing that when they broke apart, they would be shoved back into reality.

But just for a moment, they wanted to be together, kissing in the middle of a quiet classroom. Marking their own end. 

A/N: Hey y’all, if you didn’t read the A/N at the top, THIS ISN’T THE LAST PART OF THE SERIES, I would never leave you sisters with that angsty ending. I hope you guys really enjoy this, for some reason, I had more fun writing this part a bit, idk, I’m weird. PART 3 IS COMING! and remember, if you guys ever want to request something, just send me a DM or an ask! If you scroll down on my page (new tumblr, lol), you should find my request rules, because my laptop isn’t letting me link it! Thank you guys for the support!

Where They Like To Kiss You... - Riverdale Preference

Little crappy sorryyyyy - requested by anon 

Warnings: slight sexual mentions    Masterlist 

Jughead Jones

Behind closed doors Jughead would love to just demolish you. You would love to kiss you and leave little marks where only he and you could see, especially on your chest and occasionally where everyone could see making him smirk as you tried to hide them (he would never let you though).

Reggie Mantle

Reggie loved showing people that you were his but he was gentle about it. He loved to kiss your lips gently, showing his love but at the same time he would be passionate, letting his tongue wrestle with yours, not caring who you were around.

Archie Andrews

Archie really liked to tease you. That meant he would quickly pull you to one side and kiss down your neck and get you all flustered. He would know your exact sweet spot that would get you all hot and then would smirk, leaving you. When you were alone though he would leave deep marks and finally, after probably teasing you all day, he would kiss you a little lower ;)

FP Jones

FP was the tough guy. He didn’t show emotions in front of people. He loved you and he wanted to show it whenever he could but he wasn’t always sure how to. You were so sweet compared to him and wanted to keep you safe and away from anything. You were his reassurance so he would often pull you close to him and kiss you lightly on the head, reassuring himself that you had still stuck with him and letting you know he cared.

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A Lesson in Chemistry || Part Four || Sweet Pea

Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four | Part Five | Part Six | Part Seven | Part Eight | Part Nine

Summary: With Sweet Pea still on your mind, you go on a date with your long-time crush Reggie Mantle.

Pairings: Sweet Pea x reader, Reggie Mantle x reader

Word Count: 1322

Warnings: language

Author’s Note: Okay, this story has taken on a new life, and I have no idea how it’s going to end.  My newfound crush on Reggie is real, but my love for Sweet Pea is still hella strong.  Enjoy!

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“No girl, you need to wear the red dress,” Kevin said, setting down his phone to give you a stern glare. “I don’t care if you feel like it makes your ass look huge—that huge ass is one of your best assets.”

You rolled your eyes. “Ronnie, what do you think—red or black?”

She gave you a discerning look, observing everything from your casually styled hair to your low-heeled ankle boots. “Where are you going again?”

“That Italian place in Greendale.”

“Hmm.” She started flipping through your closet, checking out all the available options. “And does he or does he not know you’re fucking Sweet Pea?”

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Checked Out (Sweet Pea x Reader)

Summary: When a pushy cashier is flirting with you, Sweet Pea makes it clear who you’re going home with.

Word Count: 1118

Request: From anon: “Can you do a sweet pea one shot where you guys are shopping and at the checkout line the cashier flirts with you and sweets is all like “I’ll be right back” and comes back with his hands filled with a bunch of condoms and he just gives you and the cashier a cheeky smirk”

Author’s Note: I didn’t follow the request absolutely exactly, but I think I did it justice.  Let me know what you think!

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“Pea, c’mon, we do not need that,” you said, putting the second package of Oreos back on the shelf. “I’m trying to lose weight, remember?”

He rolled his eyes. “You do not need to lose weight, babe.”

“Not your decision, Pea.” You gave him a firm look, crossing your arms.

“Fine,” he groaned. “Can I at least keep the first package?”

“Yeah, sure, whatever.” You smirked and started pushing the cart again. “We do need at least some real food though.”

“Babe, Oreos are such real food.” He wrapped his arm around your waist and kissed you lightly on the temple. “Literally what else could we possibly need?”

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Crushes and pranks

Sweet pea x reader

Word count: 2284

Summary: Sweet pea and fangs have the perfect idea to find out if y/n really likes sweet pea; to read her journal. But when y/n gets an idea of her own, how long will sweet pea go before he realizes the truth?

A/n: We just gonna pretend he’s got bright orange hair in that gif, k?

“But how do I know if she likes me?” Sweet pea asked fangs for the tenth time. Let’s get one thing straight. Sweet pea had been crushing on y/n for ages and she knew it. She just wanted him to make the first move.

“She gives you heart eyes. She’s like head over heels for you, man. I can tell.” Fangs said as they watched y/n and Toni play a game of pool. “How about you do something romantic for her?”

The two boys thought that y/n couldn’t hear them from across the bar. But little did they know that she did and so did Toni. Toni knew all about y/n’s feelings for her best friend.

“What do you mean by romantic?”

Sweet pea and y/n had known each other for practically their whole lives. Everyone expected them to start dating sooner or later. Y/n was getting tired of waiting for sweet pea to ask her out. But since they were already best friends, that meant that they knew everything about each other, especially the fact that y/n kept a diary.

“She’s gotta have something about you in her diary. What if I keep her busy tomorrow night and you sneak over to her house and see what you can find?” Fangs suggested.

Y/n’s diary was her most prized possession. She never let anyone read it, most certainly not sweet pea. Sweet pea begged y/n to let him read it all the time, but she would always hide it away when he came over.

Sweet pea and y/n were always teasing and fooling around with each other, playing jokes and seeing who could get caught up in the latest prank. So y/n had the perfect idea in mind.

Y/n said goodnight to her friends as she left with Toni and went back to y/n’s trailer. She and Toni sat down in the living room until y/n grabbed an empty notebook out of a storage bin, along with her favourite pen.

“What’s this all about?” Toni asked, surprised that y/n had her diary out in front of her.

“You heard what fangs said.” Y/n laughed. “What do you think I’m doing?”

And so y/n explained her whole plan. She and Toni squished together on the couch as Toni suggested tons of things to put in her diary. The two of them couldn’t stop laughing, just hoping that sweet pea would fall for her little plan.

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The next night, fangs called y/n asking her to meet him for a round of pool and maybe head to pop’s later. Of course y/n said yes. She put on her serpent jacket and left her fake diary right on top of the coffee table for sweet pea to see as soon as he walked through her door.

Sweet pea watched y/n leave her trailer from his window. As soon as she got on her bike and was out of sight, sweet pea ran over to her trailer, trying not to be seen. Not that anyone would care but part of sweet pea did feel guilty for going into y/n’s place when she wasn’t there.

Sweet pea closed the door behind himself and looked around outside, making sure no one had seen him. Before he even had a chance to really look, his eyes went straight to the coffee table. Y/n had actually left her diary out. Things couldn’t go better than this.

He ran over and snatched it in his two hands, not bothering to sit down as he flicked through the pages, starting from the very first page. He took in every word as weird as they were, making sure not to forget a single thing.

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Y/n and fangs sat opposite of each other at pop’s. Y/n had enough of keeping it in. She had to tell Fangs. She knew that sweet pea was at her place right this moment. Y/n told fangs that she knew about their plan, but then she told him what she and Toni did last night.

“You can’t tell him. I want to see how far he goes.” Y/n said.

Fangs laughed so hard he clutched his stomach. He high fived y/n from across the table, wiping away a few tears from us eyes. It was moments like this that he absolutely loved y/n.

“So what do you say? Shall we text sweet pea to come join us?” Fangs smiled, getting out his phone and texting sweet pea. Sweet pea replied in an instant, fangs showing the message to y/n.

Sweet pea: Y/n is into some really weird shit.

“Here,” y/n said, snatching the phone out of his hand. “I hear,” y/n said as she typed a message to him. “That she loves boys who have lip rings. Best of luck.”

Fangs took a sip of his shake and nearly spit it out everywhere. This was probably the best prank y/n had ever pulled.

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Sweet pea ran to the store and bought a pack of fake lip rings. He didn’t have time to get a real one since he said he’d be meeting fangs in twenty minutes. But as soon as he read y/n’s diary, he went straight to the store and bought bright orange hair dye and self tan.

He brought the things back to his house, not being able to wait for when y/n seen him. If she loved him, she’d be even more in love with him now, even if he did kind of look like a fool. Sweet pea bleached his hair and went ahead with the bright orange hair dye. He looked like a pumpkin.

Then he went ahead with the fake tan. Sweet pea didn’t expect ladies self tan to work on him, but y/n wrote all about how she loves boys who use a lot of self tan, almost with a orange complexion. So sweet pea picked up three bottles and wiped it on.

Once it dried and he looked in the mirror, he nearly blinded himself. He was so fucking orange. But y/n liked things orange apparently so the last thing to do was put on his lip ring.

Fangs: i’m still with y/n. Picked her brain a bit and said her number one thing in a guy is eyeliner!! I’d say it’s best to look like a raccoon. She’ll be asking you out in no time.

Sweet pea rolled his eyes. He had to get to the diner soon or y/n would start suspecting things. So on his way there, he stopped in the corner store and grabbed a black eyeliner with a fat numb at the bottom. As soon as sweet pea purchased it, he went straight to their washroom in the back and drew thick black circles around his eyes.

Perfect. Sweet pea thought. He was about to go earn himself the perfect girlfriend.

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Fangs kept watching the door swing open, so eager for sweet pea to arrive. Y/n was back onto the door when she noticed fangs looking like he was going to pee his pants. “Here comes Prince Charming.” He said, trying his best to conceal his laughter.

Everyone in the diner stared at sweet pea. He looked like a clown with his bright orange hair and too much fake tan, plus his full tube of eyeliner he used that caked his face around his eyes.

Y/n took a sip of her shake to stop herself from laughing and bit down on the straw. Sweet pea slid in right next to Fangs, neither one of them knowing what to say about sweet pea.

“Hi y/n.” Sweet pea smiled.

There was so much eyeliner around his eyes that y/n could barely pick out his coffee coloured eyes. A thin silver ring came out of the middle of his bottom lip.

“I love your hair.” Y/n lied. “I had no idea you were getting it done.”

Sweet pea shrugged. “I thought it was time for a change.”

Fangs tried his best not to even look at sweet pea. He didn’t want to blow y/n’s cover. Thankfully y/n was an amazing actress and kept going on about how much she loved sweet peas new look.

Y/n tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and looked down at the table for a second and then back up at sweet pea. Sweet pea knew that this was a good sign. Y/n looked nervous as hell with a little smile on her face. All girls did that when they liked someone.

“I think I’m going to head home now.” Y/n said. “Change into my pyjamas, write in my diary…” she trailed off. “I’ll see you guys tomorrow.” She added, biting her lip and looking at sweet pea seductively as she grabbed her jacket and slowly walked out, shooting sweet pea one last look.

Sweet pea and fangs watched y/n drive away on her bike. Sweet pea was full of questions, asking Fangs if he thought it had worked or not. “You have to distract her again tomorrow morning. i need to know what she thought of me.”

“Hey dude,” Fangs said, putting his hand on sweet peas shoulder. “Whatever it takes.”

///

Fangs, toni and y/n were at pop’s the next morning all eating breakfast as they were waiting to hear from sweet pea again. As soon as sweet pea told fangs he needed to read her journal again, fangs texted y/n immediately, telling her to write something down.

Y/n had done enough damage to sweet pea’s pretty face. Even though it hadn’t even been a full twenty four hours, she needed to tell the truth. Last night when she got home, she flipped open her diary and wrote an explanation.

Sweet pea woke up and smeared more eyeliner around his eyes. Sweet pea never knew how hard it was to get makeup off before yesterday. He looked at himself in the mirror, almost forgetting his lip ring. He slid it perfectly into place and walked out the door, heading to y/n’s trailer.

Fangs was amazing in moments like this. Sweet pea knew he could always count on him. Sweet pea found y/n’s journal in the same place as it was yesterday and flipped it open to the next page.

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“Looks like someone found out.” Fangs said, making everyone look out the window. The three of them sat in the same spot as yesterday, with Toni sitting outside of y/n. Sweet pea practically matched through the parking lot, looking like he was going to murder whoever got in his way.

Sweet pea walked over to his friends, holding y/n’s fake journal in his hands. He held it open, reading from the pages.

“Oh sweet pea, you dumbass little fuck. Did you really think I was telling the truth? Me, fangs and Toni made all that shit up and you believed it. Ps, you look like a pumpkin took a shit on you.” Sweet pea finished, slamming the book shut. “Are you kidding me right now?”

Y/n, fangs and Toni died of laughter. They could barely catch their breaths, let alone get a word in.

“I know you like me,” y/n laughed. “I just wanted you to make the first move.”

Sweet pea was too mad to realize what y/n had just said. She liked him too, but his mind was on how he was supposed to wash all the orange off his body, get his hair back to normal.

“Well Thank god this is fake,” Sweet pea spat, yanking the lip ring off onto the floor.

“Please tell me that orange hair is just a wig.” Toni laughed.

“A wig?” Sweet pea whispered, bending down. “You think this is a wig, topaz?” He said, inches from her face. “I look like-”

“You look like Kim possible.” Fangs cracked up. “Orange hair, black shirt, black boots, weird cargo pants that y/n also said she liked.”

“That’s who he reminds me of!” Toni agreed.

Sweet pea just stood at the end of the table, trying to find the right words to say. He was beyond pissed off. Normally he’d smile around y/n but now his resting bitch face was in full action mode.

“You know sweet pea,” y/n finally spoke up. “I’d be really turned on right now if you didn’t look like a carrot.”

“That’s it,” Sweet pea snapped as he reached over Toni. Y/n ducked under the table and went out the other side, running out of the diner wit sweet pea chasing after her.

Fangs and Toni watched them from the window. Sweet pea wrapped his arms around y/n and turned her around, the two of them kissing. Sweet pea pulled back, the two of them with mirror images on their faces.

“I just had my first kiss with pumpkin face!” Y/n shouted to fangs and Toni from the parking lot, a huge smile on her face. Sweet pea flipped fangs and Toni off with both of his fingers and put his hand on y/n’s back, the two of them walking away with each other.

“So, How about a movie tonight, just the two of us?” Sweet pea asked.

“Debatable.” Y/n sighed. “Maybe get yourself back to normal and I’ll say yes.”

“I hate you, you know that?”

“I hate you too.” Sweet pea kissed her once again, never wanting the feeling to end.

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The serpent princess

Sweet pea x reader

Word count: 2676

Summary: Sweet pea falls for the cute girl he lays eyes on at Jughead’s trailer. Later does he find out that y/n is no other than Jughead’s sister.

A/n: f/f = favourite flavour, f/m = favourite meal

Sweet pea and jughead walked back to his trailer after a serpent meeting to work on their school project. Lately they had been faced with so much work. Even though at southside high they didn’t really care about what you did, jughead wanted still wanted good grades and sweet pea wanted to get out of riverdale. The only way of doing that was getting this project done. Jughead never would have been sweet pea’s first pick for a project partner but at least he didn’t get paired with someone he hated even more.

Jughead opened the door to his trailer with sweet pea coming in right behind him. It was the first time that Sweet pea had been to jughead’s place even though they both lived in sunnyside trailer park. But since they were only newly friends, sweet pea didn’t know too much about jughead except for his dad was serpent royalty.

The first thing sweet pea really noticed wasn’t that jughead’s trailer was laid out identailly to sweet pea’s with old vintage couches and miscellaneous beer bottles lined up on the floor, but rather the girl lying down on one of the couches asleep.

Despite the fact that she was asleep during the middle of the afternoon, she still wore a pair of converse and jeans, her plain shirt hanging off her frame with a red flannel tied around her waist like jughead wore. She had h/c hair, a few strands falling on her face but still looked absolutely perfect.

“Who’s that?” Sweet pea asks as jughead gets them some drinks from the fridge.

“Y/n. She’s my-”

Y/n sprung to her feet with a groan like she was just waiting for jughead to say her name. She flicked her hair out of her face and straightened herself up, tightening the flannel around her waist.

“And you must be sweet pea.” Y/n said, offering him a smile. He was ridiculously good looking. His coffee brown eyes were beautiful along with his raven black hair. The tiny serpent tattoo stamped on his neck gave him away to y/n. So he really was the infamous sweet pea.

Y/n being serpent royalty along with jughead never got the same exposure to the gang as jughead did. No way was her father ever going to let her join, so it’s not like she even knew any of them. But jughead always rambled on about what a dumbass this one fucker was and here he was, staring right at her.

“Nice to meet you.” Y/n smiled again, holding out her hand to his. A blush crept up on his cheeks, one so bright that it was impossible for y/n to notice. Jughead took some snacks out of the cupboards and laid them in the middle of the table, along with a few handouts and a guidelines sheet of what they had to do for their project.

Sweet pea took a seat in the living room where y/n followed him back and sat down next to him while she waited for jughead to kick her out so he could get some work done. Sweet pea’s cheeks were still warm, like he was going to burn up just by looking at y/n.

“So, Are you jughead’s boyfriend?” Sweet pea asked hesitantly.

Jughead heard sweet pea’s question and gawked at y/n, y/n returning the same how did he not know expression.

“Please.” Y/n scoffs jokingly as she grabs her jacket from the hook by the door. “Would you date that?” She pointed to jughead.

Sweet pea still looked confused as jughead finished gathering all the supplies.

“He’s my brother, dumbass. Anyways, I gotta bounce. See you around, sweet pea.” With that, y/n was gone out the door leaving sweet pea feeling like a fool.

“Since when do you have a sister?”

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Another few weeks had passed by, sweet pea still on the hunt for y/n. The worst part wasn’t that she was all he could think about, or even the fact that Sweet pea didn’t want jughead knowing even though sweet pea felt like everyone already knew anyways. The absolute worst part of it all was that while Sweet pea and jughead along with all their friends went to southside high, y/n went to Riverdale high.

Which to be honest, sweet pea didn’t understand at all. According to jughead, y/n got better grades and there were more opportunities for her at riverdale high, so that’s where she stayed.

“Wait, that means that Fp is her dad. Fp is y/n’s dad? Her actual dad?”

“No sweet pea. We’re full siblings but have different parents.” Jughead said sarcastically. All these questions about y/n were really starting to get him going.

Y/n was all sweet pea could think about in class while he would be attempting to do his work but he’d end up simply staring off into space, imagining all the dates and things he and y/n could do together. Sweet pea had definitely fallen head over heels for jughead’s sister, which was the last thing he expected to happen. But she was beautiful.

As the bell rang for lunch, sweet pea booted it out of class. Toni, fangs and jughead all had the same science class together while Sweet pea had math so they wouldn’t see him until he made it down to the cafeteria to meet them. Instead, he ran straight outside and onto his bike, heading right for riverdale high.

Sweet pea had already tried everything to see y/n, just to get to talk to her. But he made no progress as nothing worked. Sweet pea did so much as invited himself over to jughead’s one night because “Hey, Jones, you know…I’ve been thinking. We should spend some more time together.” The only other one home was Fp, which made things so awkward that sweet pea wanted to curl up in a ball and die.

So here he was, ready to walk on in and ask her for out for lunch. Was sweet pea’s plan a little too extra? Maybe. But that wasn’t going to stop him even if y/n barely knew him, he’d get her to agree one way or another. Besides, he doubted that she wanted to be cooped up in school all day.

Sweet pea had no trouble finding the office. Once they paged her for sweet pea, they could get on with things, hit it off and fall in love. Sweet pea was love struck- and blind. Who the help was he to think that this plan would actually work? Why couldn’t he just muster up the courage and tell jughead? Probably because he knew that Jughead would never approve, but sweet pea could dream.

Y/n arrived in the office a minute later and walked up to the front desk where sweet pea leaned against the back wall, watching her. She didn’t even notice him standing there until she asked the receptionist why she was called and the woman kindly pointed to sweet pea.

“Hey, you!” Y/n exclaimed. “It’s nice to see you again.”

“Yeah, you too.” Was all sweet pea could say. Y/n looked so different in a cardigan and jeans unlike when he had seen her before. Sweet pea wanted to say something else but couldn’t even seem to form words around y/n. What was he supposed to tell her now? That he had come all the way over to the northside and ditched lunch with his friends to take y/n out when she probably already had plans?

“So, uh,” y/n felt uncomfortable with all the various teachers and students in the office watching her and sweet pea. She led him out towards the front door before she said anything else. “Is there a reason why you’re here?” Y/n didn’t want to sound rude but why else would big, tough sweet pea be here? Maybe she was in trouble with the ghoulie again. Or maybe- “Jughead. Is he okay?” Y/n asked, an edge to her voice.

Sweet pea took put his hand on y/n’s back and led her outside of the school towards his bike. He wasn’t going to lie to her- but she made things so much easier for him. “Yeah. It’s jughead.” Sweet pea smiled sarcastically but y/n didn’t notice. “Little rascals got himself in shit again.”

Y/n shot sweet pea a look he couldn’t interpret. He wasn’t so sure that y/n was buying into the lie he was selling her, but she didn’t let him know. They kept walking until sweet pea reached his bike and hopped on, y/n getting on behind him. She didn’t ask questions, just hoping that her brother was safe. But of course she knew better than to think any of that. Sweet pea was adorable when he lied.

Sweet pea drove to pop’s with a smug smile on his face. He felt like such an ass for lingering her along, for making her worry about jughead. But he just wanted to talk to y/n alone, sans weirdo brother. When sweet pea pulled into a parking spot to the local diner and took y/n’s hand, dragging her along, y/n couldn’t help but blush when she felt his hand against hers.

They made their way to one of the booths in the back as y/n looked around for her brother, but he was nowhere to be seen. Y/n wondered if sweet pea knew that she understood better. But Sweet pea still had some serious explaining to do as he simply sat across from y/n, smiling in her direction.

“So,” Sweet pea sighs. “I might have lied earlier.”

“Yeah, no shit.” Y/n said jokingly. She wasn’t even sure why she wasn’t mad at him. Y/n knew there was nothing wrong with jughead from the moment she walked to the office and got a text from him.

Mr. I’m weird, I’m a weirdo: sweet pea fled the building. My bet is that he’s on his way over to see you ;)

Ever since that first day when sweet pea had been over to y/n’s trailer, she wasn’t the only one who noticed sweet pea checking her out. Jughead knew what sweet pea was up to as well seeing as he invited himself over and talked about y/n constantly.

Needless to say that practically the whole southside was aware of sweet pea’s crush. But no one seemed to notice that y/n liked him back. She couldn’t care more or less what happened to jughead if he was ever in trouble. He could handle himself better than any of them could. Maybe y/n just wanted an excuse to go to lunch with the cutest boy she had ever laid eyes on.

“But I was hoping I could buy you lunch? You don’t have to be back until two, right?”

Y/n smiled. She liked to assume that jughead was the one who told sweet pea that. That others cared about her and who she dated and what she did. Because that meant that sweet pea asked about her which was adorable seeing as he put on the tough act twenty four seven but when he was with y/n, he was as plain and simple as could be which y/n admired.

“You got it.” Y/n said. Before she could say anything else, Pop Tate walked up to them with his usual shy smile, taking a notepad and pen while he took their order. Y/n didn’t even get to say anything herself as sweet pea ordered for her, knowing exactly what she wanted.

“-and a f/f shake for y/n with an order of f/m.” Sweet pea finished.

Pop Tate ripped the order off and slid it over the counter to the kitchen chefs and disappeared out the back. There was barely anyone around which was odd seeing as usually pop’s was packed around this time. But y/n was thankful that it was only her and sweet pea. They had the whole diner to themselves.

“You know,” y/n says as she leans back in her seat. “This is all kind of low key creepy. You know what time I have to be back for class, my order…” She singsonged with a smile on her face. “What makes you think I’d ever say yes to a second date?”

“Who said this was a date?” Sweet pea asks, his brows furrowing as he pretended as if he didn’t know a thing. Part of sweet pea’s heart melted in his chest as soon as the word date left y/n’s mouth. The fact that she called this little outing a date was all sweet pea could ask for. He barely knew her but sweet pea instantly knew that she was already the coolest girl he had ever met. She was nothing like jughead.

“I didn’t say this was a date.” Y/n retorted.

“Yes, you did.” Sweet pea assures her.

“No,” y/n sighs as pop Tate plops down two shakes on their table. “I don’t think so.”

Okay. Maybe she was like jughead. Stubborn and loved getting her way, but that being said, sweet pea was the exact same way. The both of them always wanted what they thought was right. Sweet pea wasn’t letting y/n win this battle.

“Well what would you like to do on a second date?” Sweet pea wondered out loud, taking a sip of his shake.

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Jughead, toni and Fangs all walked into pop’s, immediately spotting y/n and sweet pea in the back booth of the shoppe. School had just gotten over and when sweet pea hadn’t returned for last period, everyone figured that they knew where he was. Sure enough they had been right, as the group watched sweet pea and y/n smile at each other over a couple of milkshakes and a basket of fries in the middle of the table.

“Jeez, Jones. Even your cardigan wearing sister ditched last period?” Fangs asks, his voice full of shock. Neither fangs or Toni had met y/n before. But sweet pea talked about her so much that fangs and Toni felt like they already knew y/n. Just by sizing her up from the door, Fangs and Toni both agreed that she was absolutely stunning.

“Hey, y/n,” Jughead greets as he slides in next to sweet pea, making sweet pea shoot jughead a look of disgust like he always did. Instead of pushing him out like he normally would, sweet pea just moved in and looked at y/n as if to say what the hell is your brother doing here?

“Are you aware that you missed last period? I bet weatherbee will be calling dad any moment now.”

Toni and fangs leaned on the back counter with smug smiles on their faces. Sweet pea and y/n didn’t even seem to notice them there as y/n was too caught up in whatever jughead was talking about.

“What?” Y/n exclaimed. “I’m going to be in so much shit.” She muttered under her breath as she got up. Y/n raced out of pop’s sans jughead but quickly walked back, grabbing one last fry out of the basket.

“See you tonight, sweet pea.” Y/n said as she planted a kiss on his cheek.

“Later, princess.”

Jughead stared at sweet pea with his jaw practically on the ground. Of all people, jughead’s sister fell for freaking sweet pea? Jughead was baffled, but he was still glad for his sister.

“Later?” Jughead questions.

Sweet pea smiled smugly. “Guess who just won himself the serpent princess?”

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