#Josie and the pussycats x reader

[rose-n-pepper]

Big Bad Scary Older Brother

Thinking back on the first time you met Touya Todoroki, and now you find yourself in his bed.

Chapter One(??): Meet Cute

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>> a/n: Please be kind, I’ve always been a fanfic reader and NEVER thought I would ever write one, but randomly I rewatched Josie and the Pussycats over the weekend (listen, I know it’s not a great movie, but the music is bomb and it is incredibly nostalgic for me. As a millennial I need nostalgia to feel things). Listening to the song “You Don’t See Me” I had this story just stroll into my mind! If this does well I have more chapters in mind to full flesh out the relationship and the song.

>> p/n: In this world, Touya survived the accident in the forest, and let's pretend that Hawks went to UA. I like the idea that they have a tight bro relationship.

>> warning: story ends with some smut, oral f receiving, a little rough but nothing over the top. MINORS DNI 

>> pairing: Touya Todoroki x fem reader

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The first time you met Touya Todoroki was on the front steps of the Todoroki household. He stood in front of you, the handle of the front door in his hand. His UA uniform made him more imposing as he towered over you. Echoes of the doorbell ringing throughout the house. Surprise etched on both your faces. He must have opened the door as you rang the bell.

You stumble backwards almost falling off your step. A strong hand quickly reaches out to steady you.

“Oh um, sorry, I am here to pick up Fuyumi for school.” You mutter out quickly.

“Ah you must be Y/N.” Touya smirks in response, then suddenly lets your arm go.

Still unbalanced you start falling backwards, right into a firm wall halting your fall.

“Todoroki, dude you didn’t have to let go of her like that,” two firm hands steady your fall and move you down the steps. You see a blur of red feathers move past you. “Even if you did see me, you sadistic fuck.” But the boy was laughing as he said it. As your eyes adjust you see a pair of beautiful red wings sprout from his back.

“Keigo,” you say out loud before you can stop yourself. You’ve heard endless rants from your friend Fuyumi about how dreamy Keigo is. Listened to her giggle about the life she has planned for them, even helped her practice kissing for when she finally could get him alone. “Oh sorry, um, Fuyumi has told me a lot about you is all.” You somehow mutter out as you fix your uniform which had come out of place.

“Is that so,” he smirks, “I knew it.” he looks at Touya and winks. Touya rolls his eyes in response.

“C’mon bird brain, we’re gonna be late if we don’t leave now.” He states as he brushes past his friend down the stairs stopping in front of you. He slowly looks you up and down and says, “Nice meeting you Y/N.” Locking eyes with you he nods his head to the right, entranced you move to the side allowing him to pass, never once breaking eye contact. 

He blinked in thanks and strolled down the path with his hands in his pockets, “Let’s go birdie.” He raised one scared arm in a final goodbye wave as Keigo rushes to catch up with his friend.

“Awe man, I didn’t even get to see Fuyumi yet dude.” At that statement Touya balled his raised hand and brought it down on his friend's head.

“I told you to stop saying shit like that, it’s fucking gross,” he grabs the blondes head forcing him to walk in a bow, “I’m her older brother after all”

“Alright, alright, let me go man, I’ll stop.” responds Keigo.

You watch their figures shrink as they walk farther away, their bickering fading into the distance. You snap back to reality by your friend calling your name.

“Y/N? What happened, did Touya do something stupid? Ugh, he’s so annoying.” She says as she shuts the door behind her and skips down to where you stand.

“Oh, no, it was an accident, he didn’t really say much at all. But,” you smile at your friend, “Keigo was here.” you say in a sing song voice to her.

“What! And I missed him!” She groans and drops her bag in defeat.

“Oh I wouldn’t worry about it much if I were you,” you side eye her, “He seemed a little interested if you ask me.” with that you sway away from your friend following the path giggling to yourself at the dumbfounded look on your friends face. She quickly gathers up her bag and jogs after you, demanding to know the details of what was said while you laugh.

You relay the conversation that happened between the two older boys and yourself to Fuyumi who is over the moon giddy. All while brushing your hand over where Touya had grabbed your arm to steady you. It still felt warm and tingly. 

You had only ever seen pictures and heard Fuyumi talk about how annoying and mean Touya was. But you didn’t find him mean at all. He seemed kind, in a subdued way. And hell, his sister might poke fun at him for his scars, but something about them made him extra mysterious and maybe even sexy? Definitely more interesting than any other boy in your grade.

As you and Fuyumi strolled down the well known path to your school, her going on about her and Hawks life together. You wondered what it might be like to get to know Touya better. There was something about him that intrigued you, and you wanted to figure out what it was.

🍋

Thinking back on that day ten years later, you are in a daze as Touya’s head is between your legs. suckling on your sensitive bud as his tongue traces lazy circles around it earning him a pleasurable moan from you.

“Heh, finally back are you.” He says into your core, licking your juices as he continues. “What got you so distracted while I’m down here?” With that last statement he gives your thigh a quick slap which you respond with a little shriek of surprise.

“To be honest, I was thinking about you. About the first time we met.” You answer, allowing yourself to catch your breath.

He stills and locks eyes with you, a few seconds go by and he slowly climbs up your naked body, leaving hot kisses along his path. Never breaking the intense eye contact. When he reaches eye level with you he sits both of you up placing you on top of him. You straddle his hips and feel the tip of his cock, wet with precum, begging to enter you.

Smirking he asks, “the time you fell off the stairs overwhelmed with feelings for me?” He touches his forehead against yours eagerly awaiting your response as he moves his tip over your slick folds. 

You laugh and roll your eyes in amusement and pleasure. “Oh sure, falling right off the steps into the arms of the dreamy hero Hawks. Thank goodness he was there, who knows where I would be right now if he wasn’t.”

Touya’s eyes turn deadly for a fleeting moment, you know that look all to well. You smile in anticipation of the amount of pleasure you are about to receive from the man under you. You attempt to slide down on his cock to instigate his wild side a little more. You knew him well, only a little more pushing is all he needed.

“But you know,” you sigh into his ear as your fingers trace the edges of his scars and body jewelry. “All those silly little Hawklets who fawn after him must be so vanilla, they don’t know what they're missing.” You lean back a little to look him in the eye where you are met with an intense burning, “I mean, one look at the hero Dabi and you know you’re going to be fucked senseless.”

That did it, he thrust up into you with and intensity that sent your head falling back and your eyes squeezing shut. 

“Heh, you don’t think I know what you’re doing?” He asks as he bites down on your neck, you moan in response.

“You’re smart, I know you know what I’m doing. But what can I say, I’m a sucker for this dick.” You stammer out between hard thrusts.

He throws you down on the bed, never breaking his rhythm. He grasps your breasts with his hands and begins pulling and twisting your perk nipples.

“That’s my girl.” The last words he says to you that night, as he spends the next hour pleasuring you in ways you hardly dreamed of. 

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Content, you smile as your wrap yourself around the muscular sleeping frame of your partner. He was never one for aftercare, he had the hardest time staying awake after your escapades. It’s something you got used to and accepted. He showed how much he cared with his physicality in your love making and that was enough for you.

You softly place a kiss to his forehead and move his white hair out of his eyes. Snuggling up next to him you close your eyes and drift off to sleep. Thinking of how you two ended up together after so long.

[dream-a-little-bigger-x]

I Hope That It Was Worth It | Sweet Pea

A/N: gonna try and dive back into writing on tumblr since I get these ideas for aus and fics and stuff that won’t fit into the big thirty-chapter fic I’m writing (if anyone is interested in that, please, let me know!)  So, starting off with a song based au. :)

Summary: you and Sweet Pea have a complicated relationship. You started out as friends, best friends. But by High School, you made a friends-with-benefits-deal until one time, you leave town for a couple of days during summer and Sweet Pea decides to fuck someone else. 

Warnings: cursing, angst, mention of sex 

Words: 1545

Song: Josslyn by Olivia O’brien 

Pairing: Sweet Pea x Reader 

You and Sweet Pea have been friends since forever. Both of you grew up on the Southside and met at Kindergarten. You were being picked on by some other Serpent kids and he saved you from them. Ever since, the two of you were inseparable. You stuck by each other’s side through elementary school, middle school and now high school. Especially through the transfer to Riverdale High.  That’s when it all started too. It was the first day at Riverdale High and you were frustrated beyond repair. All because that stupid Bulldog had to draw a deformed snake on the school’s emblem on the floor, blaming the Serpents for it of course, and thus the Principal banning all gang paraphernalia. You knew they hated you, but this was just idiotic.  “I can’t believe once again, we’re being cast out,” you said when pacing Sweet Pea’s trailer after school that day. “Can’t they see they’re the culprits in this? We’re doing nothing. The biggest mistake we made was being born.”  “I get that you’re frustrated, Y/N. But look at it like this; Riverdale High has flushing toilets, computer labs, textbooks. Everything we didn’t have back at Southside High. If that means leaving the jacket at home and covering my tattoo from 9 to 4, I’m okay with that,” Sweet Pea told you. But it didn’t help to calm you down. “I know what you need.” He then stood up and walked towards the kitchen to get some food, making you stop in your tracks right in front of him.  “Fuck me,” you blatantly said. Sweet Pea’s eyes widened. He couldn’t deny the fact that he’s thought of that multiple times. But they’re best friends, they can’t do that, can they?  “Y/N,” he said in a scoff. “We’re best friends.”  “I know,” you sighed, “But I’m incredibly frustrated and I really need to work it out on something or someone. We could look at it as just a casual thing. You know? No strings attached.” Sweet Pea mulled over the thought for a second. But only a second. He then nodded defiantly and grabbed your hand to lead you to his bedroom. And exactly then and there, all of it started.  It began as once, that one day. And then a couple days later, you found yourself knocking at his door again. It became more regularly. Every time either one of you got frustrated about something, you called or knocked on each other’s door for the exact same reason. It even got so far that you had started to develop feelings for him. But you wouldn’t tell him that. 

For months you two kept on going, upholding your friendship while having sex pretty much every day. You even kept it a secret for a while until the one faithful day when Fangs accidentally walked in on the two of you.  “Hey, bro, FP needs us --” he stopped in his tracks when he found Sweet Pea on top of you on the sofa, both of you buck naked. He screamed and brought his hands to his eyes while the two of you screamed out his name in terror. “Sorry, sorry!” Fangs ran out of the trailer to go and tell Toni about his trauma. The two of you then decided to call it quits for the night since the mood was gone anyway. After getting dressed, the two of you went to the Wyrm where you found a shocked Fangs and Toni trying to calm him down.  “So, you two are boning now?” Toni asked when you approached their table. Fangs whimpers as if seeing either one of you naked was such a big traumatic experience.  “I will never unsee it,” he whispered dramatically.  “Oh, come on, dude,” you began, shaking your head, “You just saw us naked, it’s not like we were already doing it.” Fangs just whimpers again.  “What is this? You guys dating or just fucking?” Toni asked.  “Just fucking,” the two of you respond, earning another whimper from the smaller Serpent. 

Even after that faithful day, you kept doing the ritual daily. Come back from school, do homework, go to bed, then one would call the other to come over, wake up in the same bed, repeat. Your feelings for Sweet Pea have just increased every damn day. And he couldn’t deny he was feeling the same thing, but neither of you wanted to ruin anything between the two of you. It worked the way it was.  Until you left town during summer for a couple of days. You never told Sweet Pea about your feelings or if he could see other girls while you were away. And when you came back to Riverdale, you find out Sweet Pea and Josie have been fucking around the entire summer.  “He’s at the pool with her right now,” Cheryl told you cautiously as the fire in your eyes nourished. You walk away from Cheryl and Toni, and up to the pool where you, indeed find Sweet Pea and Josie making out at the edge of the pool.  “So, that’s why you could never call me while I was away,” you said when you reached them. Your arms were crossed, and a scowl was plastered on your face.  “Y/N, welcome home,” he said, sounding insecure about what you’d expect to tell him.  “Welcome home? Seriously, Sweet Pea? You spent your summer fucking her, telling me you couldn’t even call me while I was up in Greendale visiting my family, and now I get a ‘welcome home’?” The volume of your voice raised with every word that rolls off your lips.  “I’m leaving,” Josie said and wanted to get up, but you stopped her.  “Don’t bother, Josie. I’m leaving. I don’t want to fight; I just don’t ever want to talk again.” The words were addressed to Sweet Pea while you answered Josie.  “Y/N, please, let us talk,” Sweet Pea said whilst running after you as you had already turned on your heel to stalk off.  “No, Sweet Pea, I don’t ever want to talk to you again.”  “I don’t get you. We were never together, why are you suddenly so mad at me for going with other girls while you’re gone.” His voice now raises too, matching yours perfectly.  “But we were more than friends, Pea! I just thought you might feel the same about me since we spent every night together. But I guess I read the signs wrong. There’s nothing left, Pea because you did nothing right,” you started to walk off again, and this time, he didn’t stop you.  

A few hours passed since you left Cheryl Blossom’s party and went to the Wyrm to drink away your sorrows. Sure, alcohol wasn’t the answer, but it sure did make you forget the question in the first place.  “Thought I’d find you here,” Sweet Pea’s sudden voice buzzed through your ears. Just hearing his voice broke your heart. Oh, how you wished things were different.  “You really had to go and ruin it, just to get a quick fuck,” you mumbled while twirling the cheap vodka in your glass. “I mean, I’m sure you had fun doing it, so I won’t make a big fuss about it. I just want to know why? Why her? Why a Northsider of all people? What happened to ‘I don’t date Northsiders’?” Sweet Pea sighed deeply and took a seat on the stool beside you.  “Josie isn’t half as bad. Besides, since Cheryl joined the Serpents and Betty’s kind of the Serpent Queen, we sort of merge with the Northsiders over the summer. It’s not that big a deal anymore.”  “Were we a big deal to you?” You tried your hardest to keep your voice from cracking as the tears stung at the back of your eyes.  “Yes, of course we were. You’re my best friend, Y/N.” You finally looked him in the eyes, just so he could see how much he’d hurt you. Even those words that had just rolled off his lips broke you.  “Was that all I was to you? A best friend you fucked almost every single night?” A tear rolled off your cheek. Sweet Pea’s mouth opened and closed, making him look like a fish, before he sighed deeply.  “No, you were always more than a best friend to me, Y/N.”  “Then why’d you do it?” Your voice grew louder as it saddened you less and angered you more. “Why’d you go and fuck Josie?” The sharpness of your tone makes Sweet Pea flinch a little.  “I don’t know, Y/N. I don’t know why I did it. She was just there when you weren’t.” You scoffed, shaking your head.  “So, you’re blaming me for having left the town,” Sweet Pea wanted to protest, but you cut him off by continuing, “Please, don’t ever call again. I hope that it was worth it, fucking Josie.” You chugged the rest of your vodka before gathering your stuff and leaving the bar to head home. Angry and sad tears mixed on your cheeks as you walked all the way to your own trailer. And there, everything suddenly came to you. You’d just lost your best friend, the one you’d fallen in love with. Your everything. 

[fictional-cuties]

Hey! Can I get a matchup for my hero and riverdale please? I’m a 5’3 bi girl who’s shy at first and a little bit antisocial. I’m silly and love to tease, I also have a sarcastic sense of humor. I love music and singing and writing. I love to read and I’m pretty chill and calm. I’m a slytherin, I love cats and I also have a thing where I like bad boys and mean girls lol also thank you!

of course!! and i totally get the bad boy/mean girl thing lol.

for bnha, i match you with...

Hitoshi Shinsou!

— At first glance, the two of you have almost the same personality!

— You’re both Slytherins, cat magnets, quiet, and sarcastic.

— But once the two of you keep talking, he realizes you’re actually really funny! He’ll never admit it but sillier people warm his heart up.

— He appreciates how chill you are as well. He feels like he can talk to you about anything.

— He gets really scared whenever he asks you a question that you won’t trust him enough to answer him. But you always do, since you know that he’d never hurt you. This makes him so soft.

— He always tends to have trouble sleeping, so sometimes he’ll sneak into your dorm at night. Being beside you makes things easier. Plus he likes to steal cuddles. If you fall asleep on his chest he’ll stop functioning.

— He’s clearly emotionally reserved at first, but overtime learns not to be afraid to open up to you.

— Theres eventually so much trust in your relationship, that he’ll start to use his quirk on you to tease/prank you. He usually only does this if you tease/prank him first, but some days when he’s feeling intially sneaky, he’ll do it.

— Also, once you move in together, he’ll probably adopt you guys a lil kitty. Or two. Or three. Like I said, cat magnet.

For Riverdale, I match you with...

Josie McCoy!

— Josie’s such a badass. The word around school is that dating her is a privilege.

— She always teases you about being one inch shorter than her (especially when shes sporting heels), but you always turn it back on her, asking how the weather is up there.

— She notices that you’re shy, and isn’t afraid to stand up for you and make sure your voice gets heard.

— She always encourages you to follow your dreams, but makes sure not to put too much pressure on you. She always hated when her Mom would put so much on her.

— She loves to sing duets with you!! Both of your voices harmonize so well together. Its beautiful!

— But theres also times where she likes to give you the spotlight. Hearing you sing makes her feel so at peace, something she doesn’t feel often.

— Dates with her include star-gazing, art museums, and late night milkshake ventures to Pop’s.

— She’s very protective of you, and honestly, she gets jealous pretty easily.

— Because of this, shes pretty big on PDA. Whether it be walking through the halls with her hand in your pocket, or her straight up grabbing you in the hallway to make out-it’s always something.

— Also, cats. Need I say more?

[cherry-kissesxo]

drugs//sweet pea.

Hiya, Sweetpea one when u get taken away by NICK but ronnie and pussy cats get to u just in time and they call sweet pea who is ur boyfriend x

!!!! this may be triggering to some people! mention of drugs and someone taking advantage of someone without their consent !! please message me if you ever need to talk about anything, i’ll always listen and help Xx !!!!

“Come on sweetheart. I’ll take you to my room.” Nick whispers in your ear. You stood up and fault dizzy.

“I need some air.” You mutter and stumble to the door Not realising Nick at drugged your drink. Nick grabs your arm and drags you to his hotel room. You try and protest, but not being able to talk much due to the drugs in your system. You couldn’t find Veronica or Josie. Nick pushes you into his room and onto his bed.

“I bet your serpent boyfriend can’t treat you this good.” Nick laughs as he gets on top of you. You spit in his face. “Bitch!” He yells and slaps you, making your lip bleed. He pushes you down harder and kisses your neck.

You hear the door swing open and Nick is thrown off of you. “Oh, babe.” You hear someone whisper. Someone is hugging you and you can hear the sound of grunts. Someone makes you drink a glass of water and you finally open your eyes, seeing Cheryl and Veronica holding you. “I’m so sorry, (y/n).” Veronica whispers.

You start crying into Cheryl’s shoulder. She strokes your hair and rubs your back. “Ring Sweet Pea.” Cheryl whispers to Veronica. You look over and see Josie, Valerie and Melody beating Nick up.

Eventually the police arrive and take a statement. They handcuff Nick and take him away to the police station. You thank Josie, Valerie and Melody for helping you and they leave. V and Cheryl staying with you. You were sitting in another hotel room, that the hotel gave you to rest in when the door opens and you hear heavy boots. Instantly freezing up, thinking it’s Nick coming back.

You see your boyfriend, Sweet Pea walk in with a worried expression on his face. “Oh baby.” He whispers and rushes towards you. Veronica and Cheryl leave the bedroom and wait outside, giving you and Pea some space. Pea grabs you into his chest and you start crying. “It’s ok baby, he’ll never touch you ever again.”

“I’m sorry, Sweets.” You sob into his chest.

“You have nothing to be sorry about.” Pea whispers.

“He was kissing me and he was saying things about you and he-.”

“Don’t, you don’t need to explain anything to me, angel.” Pea whispers and strokes your cheek, making you look at him. “He hit you!?” Pea growls noticing your split lip.

“The ambulance cleaned it up for me.” You whisper.

“I’m going to kill him.” Pea mutters to himself.

“Please don’t leave me.” You whisper into Pea’s shoulder.

“I never will, baby.” Pea whispers, softly while laying you on his chest, rubbing your shoulder while you slowly fall asleep.

[heartlessromanticc]

The Princess & The Snake || S.P.

PART ONE

a/n: This was not requested, but I have been thinking a lot about Sweet Pea and how he needs a LOT more recognition. So, I wrote this. I absolutely adore him and I really hope you guys like this possible fic!?!?! I am really excited about this so, here is “The Princess & The Snake.”

P.O.V: first person

summary: Y/N grew up alongside Archie, Jughead, Betty, Cheryl, and Josie. Her mother was a hotshot realtor on the Northside of Riverdale and she was one of the girls lucky enough to call themselves a River Vixen. When a bunch of Serpents show up across the street to start trouble with Archie, she meets the one person who could flip her whole world upside down.

warnings: Cussing, violence

word count: 2,497 :)

(gif not mine)

KEY: Y/M/N= your middle name; y/h/c= your hair color; Y/L/N= your last name.

Part Two  Part Three  Part Four

MASTERLIST

❝A bad boy can be very good for a girl❞  

- Melissa de la Cruz

I groaned as my mother ripped open the curtains, letting the sunlight fall into my room. She pulled the covers off of my now cold body, “You are going to be late for school if you don’t get out of bed this instant.” 

I pulled my pillow over my head, “You couldn’t have turned on the light like a normal parent? I know you love your dramatic flare, but that was a little eccentric.”

“Y/N Y/M/N, get out of bed and into the shower now.” She yanked the pillow off of my head then proceeded to pull me up into a sitting position.

“Aye Aye Captain.” I saluted sarcastically. She just smiled and left my room. I huffed as I got out of my extremely comfortable bed and crossed the hall to the bathroom. After brushing my teeth, and taking a quick shower, I grabbed a pair of light wash jeans and my white, lace-up blouse. I applied a thin layer of mascara to my eyelashes and swiped on some red lipstick. I threw the top half of my Y/H/C hair into a small ponytail, leaving the rest down. I slipped on my red converse, grabbed my backpack, and headed downstairs.

As I set my backpack on the stool next to the one I sat in, my mom slid a bowl of Cheerios in front of me, “Eat.” I shoveled a spoonful of cereal into my mouth, “Big day, mom?” She was dressed her very best and she was fidgeting with everything she could get her hands on.

“Please don’t talk with your mouth full.” She started.

I mumbled a cereal filled, “Sorry.”

She gave me a sideways look, “What did I just say? And to answer your question: Yes, it is a very big day.” 

“Do tell.” I smiled, pouring myself another bowl.

“I am showing Hiram Lodge a few properties he may be interested in.” She said proudly.

I choked on my cereal, “Hiram Lodge? Mom, I’ve told you countless times that V thinks he is up to no good. Why would you do business with him?” 

“Sweetheart, not everything your new friend Veronica tells you is true.” 

I scoffed, “He is her dad. I trust her word over anyone else’s.” 

A knock on the door pulled us from the conversation. “That’s probably Betty. Go.” My mom ushered me toward the door, “I’ll take care of the bowl.”

“This conversation is so not over, mom.” I grabbed my backpack and walked out the front door. My mother’s soft, “I’ll be fine” was the last thing I heard.

“Hey, Betts.” I trotted down the front steps.

“What was that about?” Betty motioned back toward my door.

“My mom is doing business with Hiram.” 

“What?”

I looked at her, “You heard me. Hiram fucking Lodge. I swear to god, if he screws over my mom in any way, I don’t care if he’s Veronica’s dad; I’ll end him.”

“Well, what business are they doing together?” Betty pushed further.

“She is showing him a few properties to sell him, but she could still get hurt. I mean, even V is skeptical that her father doesn’t have some master plan in the works.” I gripped my backpack strap tighter, “I just don’t want to lose my mom too.” 

“You won’t,” Betty reassured me.

“How can you be so sure?” I asked as we walked into school.

“Because your mom is-” Betty’s answer got cut off by Archie.

“Hey, guys.”

“Hi, Archie,” We said in unison. I sighed and headed towards my first class, worry taking over my entire being.

Later that day, Archie was pulled out of class because a Southsider saw him waving a gun around in some Serpent kid’s face. When they checked his locker, they found a black hood, putting Archie in more even trouble. 

With all of the Black Hood versus the Red Circle and the Southside versus the Northside drama, I was exhausted; so, I opted out of Vixen practice. I told Cheryl that I had been feeling nauseous all day and luckily for me, she let me go home. It helps that I am one of her only real friends and I actually give a shit about her.

“Hey,”  Cheryl’s voice called from behind me, “Feel better. Call me if you want me to come take care of you, yeah?”

I laughed, “I will, C. Love you.” I ran down the steps of the school and headed home. 

As I closed the front door behind me, I realized that my mother wouldn’t be home for another hour or so. I grabbed an apple from the kitchen and trudged up the stairs to my room. I threw myself onto my unmade bed and took a bite out of the apple. I sat up and looked at the clock. 2:28pm. I grabbed the picture next to the clock and tears began to well up in my eyes. It was of mom, dad, and I sitting on the shore of Sweetwater River. We were so happy back then, before the constant fighting, before the divorce. My dad and I haven’t spoken since he and mom split. She was awarded sole custody of me, meaning my dad could not see me unless my mother let him. She didn’t. 

I placed the picture frame back on the nightstand and cleared the tears from my cheeks. I grabbed my laptop from the edge of my bed and began to write an essay that wasn’t due for another three weeks, just needing to get my mind off of my dad. 

An hour and a half later, the front door opened and closed, signaling that mom was home. I hopped out of bed and ran down the stairs, “So, what happened?” 

My mom let out a small scream as she jumped, “Jesus, you scared me. It went well.” She placed her purse on the table in the foyer, “Actually, I have to get changed. I am joining Hiram and Hermione Lodge for dinner over in Greendale, to celebrate finding him a property. I will leave you some money for dinner. I won’t be back until late this evening.”

“You are leaving again?” My shoulders dropped in disappointment, “But it’s movie night. We were supposed to watch the Proposal.”

She kissed my forehead, “I promise I will make it up to you.” She waltzed up the stairs to her room, leaving me alone again.

“Mom?” I knocked on her door, peaking in.

She rounded the corner from her bathroom fastening her one of her earrings, “Yeah, hon?”

“Are you su- uh,” I paused, “I just get worried with everything going on in Riverdale that you leaving me alone in the house is reckless.”

She let out a tiny laugh, “Reckless, huh? Sweetie, call Betty and ask her to come over if you are afraid of being alone.”

“Pfft, I’m not afraid. I just think you going out with the Lodge’s isn’t a good idea.” I was perched on the edge of her bed with my legs crossed. I fidgeted with my fingers, refusing to make eye contact.

“Y/N enough of this ‘The Lodge’s are evil’ nonsense.” She scolded, “They are wonderful people. I am the parent here, not you. You don’t have to worry about me. I can take care of myself. I’m tougher than I look.” 

I stood up, “Only because you grew up on the Southside. Don’t think I haven’t seen the tattoo you try to so hard to keep hidden from me.”

“Enough, Y/N Y/M/N. You have no right to bring that up.” She glared at me. 

I rolled my eyes. “Yes, I do!” I began, “You say you’re entitled to every single detail of my life and you don’t tell me anything. How is that fair?”

“I am the parent. What I say goes in this household, got it? If I say I don’t want to talk about it, drop the subject.” She fumed. This happened every time I brought up anything she didn’t like. For example, the fact that she has a Serpent tattoo on the inside of her right arm or anytime I even mention my father.

“You know, you always say how different you and Alice are, but you’re exactly the same. You watch your kid’s every move but as soon as they question you, you act like it’s the god damn end of the world. It’s probably why you are best friends.” I argued.

“Watch your language, young lady. Go to your room. I will let you know when I am leaving.” She closed her bedroom door behind me as I stormed off into my room. 

About twenty minutes later, there was a small knock on my door. “Come in.”

My mom pushed the door open and sat on my bed, “I am sorry that you feel like I keep things from you. I do, but it is for your own good. One day, when you are older, I’ll explain everything. I will tell you everything, I promise. I don’t want to leave with us on bad terms. I love you always.”

I sighed, knowing when it comes to my mom, it’s better to just drop the subject than to push further, “I love you too, mom. I’m sorry I kept pushing.”   

“Here,” She handed me $20, “Order Chinese or pizza or whatever your heart desires. I will be home late.” 

“Please be safe,” I whispered.

She pressed a kiss to the top of my head and left the room. I heard the door close as I walked to my window. I watched as her car pulled out of the driveway, then ran downstairs to grab the takeout menus.

The Proposal was blaring through the television speakers, Chinese takeout containers littered the coffee table, and I was curled up on the couch, shoveling orange chicken into my mouth. The roar of motorcycles caused me to jump. Curiosity pulled me towards the window where I saw several of the younger Serpents storm up the front steps of the house across the street. Archie’s house. The biggest one seemed to be threatening Archie as Reggie appeared next to him. What had Andrews gotten himself into now? 

Deciding to mind my own business, I returned to my spot on the couch and picked the chicken back up. Ten minutes later, there was an urgent knock on the front door. I paused the movie and went to open the door, “Veronica?”

The raven-haired girl stood in her black cloak, “There is a fight going down, Serpents versus Bulldogs. I need your help or someone is going to die.” 

I grabbed my shoes and keys and left with Veronica. She told me she had to go get something, and sent me to where the fight was going down. 

I ran through the parked cars towards the boys standing several feet away, the rain drenching everyone in sight. The fight had already started and I watched Archie punch the tall serpent in the eye. I screamed for them to stop, pulling one of the Serpents off of Reggie. I ran for Archie and shoved the Serpent away from him, “Get off of him, you giant oaf.” My bracelet got caught on his jacket, so I shoved him again trying to break free, the clasp broke and it fell to the ground. 

“What the fuck did you just call me?” His attention directed entirely on me. I backed up towards Archie as the Serpent towered over me.

“Y/N what are you doing?” Archie yelled, “Get out of here.”

Strong arms wrapped around my torso as I was lifted from behind and dragged away from Archie. “No! Get off of me!” I thrashed in the assailant’s arms, “Let go of me.” He easily held me against his chest as I watched as the Serpent kicked Archie in the stomach. He went to kick Archie again when a gunshot rang through the night. Veronica was standing in between two cars, the gun in her hand. The Serpent holding me loosened his grip and I rammed my elbow into his ribs, causing him to let go of me completely and double over in pain. I ran past Dilton, who was bleeding from a stab wound to his leg from his own knife. Moron. 

Running to Archie I helped him up. “Come on,” I rushed, “We have to get out of here!”

I took one last look at the tall Serpent before running off in the other direction. 

The Bulldogs and Serpents scattered as Reggie put Dilton in his car, no doubt taking him to the hospital. Archie and Veronica went a different way than I did, leaving me to walk alone in the rain. 

I was roughly three blocks from home when I heard a motorcycle pull up next to me, the tall serpent from the fight getting off the bike. I tried to walk away, but his voice made me stop in my tracks, “I thought you might want this back. Looked too pretty for it to be left in the street.” 

I turned around to see my bracelet dangling from his fingertips, a teasing smirk on his face, “Oh, c’mon princess. I don’t bite.” He paused and smirked again, “Too hard.”

I reached out to grab the bracelet only to have him pull his arm back towards his body, “You didn’t think it’d be that easy, did you? I really don’t like being called a giant oaf. It’s not nice.” 

I scoffed, “Like you’re nice.” I took a step forward, mustering up every ounce of courage in my body, “Just give me my bracelet, you asshole.” 

He just laughed, “What’s your name, princess?”

“Stop calling me princess,” I growled.

“You live on the Northside, automatically makes you a princess. Bet you’re a cheerleader.” He smirked yet again, his wet hair falling in his face.

“I am not.” I stepped forward again, trying to seem unbothered by this situation and by him.

“You’re a liar, princess.” He laughed, playing with my bracelet. His broad shoulders moved up and down with his laughter.

“Stop calling me princess,” I said, not hating it nearly as much as I was letting on.

He took a step towards me, our bodies nearly touching, but I stood my ground and stared up at him. He leaned down and whispered in my ear, “Make me.”

A shiver raced through my body as I took a step back, losing my footing. I would’ve fallen over had his hands not latched themselves onto my waist, steadying me. My breath caught in my throat. Gaining my focus back, I pushed his hands off of me, “Do not touch me.” 

“Alright, princess.” He walked back to his bike, got onto it, and held up my bracelet, “You’ll get this back when you tell me your name.” He sped off down the street without so much as another glance. Whoever he was, I  knew that wouldn’t be the last time I would see him.

Part Two

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i’m okay | part one [ sweet pea ]

SUMMARY ─ all you wanted to do was support your friend, not get dragged away by the new boy with a dark side

WARNINGS ─ female!reader, tw [ spiked drinks + illusion to sa ], angst [ violence + threats ] + mature language

AUTHORS NOTE ─ this story mentions, but does not explicitly detail, a situation involving sexual assault via drug -- if you are uncomfortable with any of the warnings listed above, please do not read

[ part two ]

even as you pulled up, the lodge foundation party was already in full swing. veronica had insisted you come, stating it would be a great way to blow of some steam with everything that was going on.

you entered the tent, pulling at the hem of your black dress in an attempt to make is just a slight bit longer, “stop pulling at your dress! you look fine.” veronica spoke from your side. giving you a once over and smiling in appreciation.

“you look stunning. if only a certain someone was here to see it.” ronnie’s wink caused your cheeks to flame. she knew of your relationship with sweet pea. and took every chance she could to tease you about it.

“i️ wish he would have been able to come at least.” ronnie nodded in agreement, knowing that even if pea wanted to come, her family would have shot the request down the instant it was brought up.

“well, you can enjoy the party and have him take that dress off you later.” at her words, you choked on your drink, eyes wide, “ronnie!” you hissed at her, only for her to respond with a laugh, “you can’t tell me you weren’t thinking it.”

“i’m going to go get another drink.” you mumbled, making your way towards the refreshments table, “excuse me?” a boy stopped you, his bright eyes roaming over you, “yes?”

“i’m nick st. clair. i️ don’t believe i’ve had the pleasure of meeting you.” he stuck his hand out to shake, thinking it rude not taking his hand, you shook with a smile.

you gave him your name, “i’m a friend of ronnie’s.” at the mention of veronica’s name, nick’s eye widened as he chuckled, “veronica sure can pick some beautiful companions.” you quietly thanked him, easily picking up that he was trying to flirt with you. though you paid no attention to him as you already had your boyfriend.

“would you like a drink?” nick asked as he handed you a drink, “thank you.” you smiled, knocking back the drink and emptying the flute. nick smirked before leading you to the stage for the lodge family announcement.

as the night moved on, you found your steps becoming quite unstable. light-headiness set in and you grabbed onto the nearest thing to you, nick. “are you alright?” he gripped your arms, trying to keep you upright and on your feet.

“yeah, just...need some air.” you whispered out, unlatching from nick and moving toward the door, only to lose your balance rather quickly and for nick to grab hold of you once more, “i’ll help you.” he offered, guiding you toward the exit of the tent. you knew after a few moments that you still hadn’t exited the building.

“where are we going?” you asked nick, as he pulled you around another corner rather roughly, “to get you some air.” he whispered, guiding you into a room and throwing you on a bed. you knew something was wrong and went to push yourself from the bed when nick pushed you down to the mattress.

“just relax baby girl.” nick slowly removed his jacket, running a hand up your thigh when the door opened.

“get away from her!” veronica yelled as she dragged nick away from you. cheryl quickly threw a punch sending nick to the side where veronica kneed him in the crouch. nick fell to the ground, the pussycats wasting no time in beating him.

cheryl moved from the scene over to where you were. pushing your hair back behind your ear, “call... pea...” cheryl nodded, pulling your phone from your clutch and finding sweet pea’s contact name.

“hey, baby.” pea answered, the noise of the whyte wyrm rang in the background.

“sweet pea, this is cheryl blossom. i need you to come to the pembrooke. something happened to (y/n).” sweet pea’s blood ran cold as he threw down his pool stick, “we’re on our way.”

cheryl sat beside you, a blanket draped over your shoulders, as she comforted you as you cried. veronica and archie were going on about something, but you couldn’t bring yourself to care.

the loud rumble of motorcycles, caused everyone's attention to turn. standing, betty glanced out of the window, “that’s a lot of serpents.” at least twenty motorcycles were pulling up in front of the pembrooke. veronica quickly left the room, running downstairs to the front finding andre trying to keep the group of serpents from entering, “who are you?!”

“it’s alright andre, they’re with me.” veronica made eye contact with sweet pea, motioning for him to follow her. she led the large group up to the room, allowing sweet pea to enter first. he’s eyes saddening.

“pea.” you whispered, more tears starting to flood your eyes. sweet pea quickly moved over to your side, taking the place cheryl had just occupied, holding you close and peppering you with kisses, “i’m here, baby. what happened?”

“something happened, and i didn’t feel good, so nick...he took me to go get some air. but we came back here and, he was going to...” you dissolved into tears once more, gripping onto pea’s jacket. if it was possible pea pulled you into a tighter embrace.

tall boy walked into the room, looking to betty and veronica, “what was the guy's name?” he asked, looking over at you and sweets with sad eyes,“nick st. clair.”

“that’s not a name from here.” fangs piped up from the door, toni nodding in agreeance, “he’s here on business.”

“you have a picture of him?” veronica pulled her phone from her dress, turning it to show the serpent, who's gaze hardened at the picture, “we’ll take care of it.” he turned telling the other serpents they were leaving. pea loosened his grip on you, looking down at you with concerned eyes, “can you walk baby?”

“she’s still a little shaken.” cheryl spoke from his side. to which he nodded and scooped you up into his arms and carrying you away.

“i got you, baby. no one’s gonna hurt you again.” he whispered, pressing a kiss to your forehead before placing you in the passenger seat of his truck. closing the door, he turned to tall boy.

“did you get a name?” the older man nodded, “and a place.”

“he’s gonna pay for what he did.” pea bit out, looking at you through the truck window. swearing up and down that you were never going to be hurt again.

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5. Cheryl Blossom x reader

Prompt: Cheryl asking you to run away with her.

• • •

You sat in a booth at Pop’s, trapped between Cheryl and the wall. Cheryl kept talking, but you had stopped listening the second she mentioned running away. She wouldn’t, you thought. Or would she? There was no way she could just get up and leave you like that, right?

“You’re not serious.” You cut her off from whatever she was still rambling on about. “You’re joking, right?”

Cheryl gave you a sad smile and shook her lightly. She took one of your hands in hers and squeezed it lightly.

“You can’t just leave, Cheryl. What about school and your friends and your… Mom? What about me?” You questioned frantically. You really didn’t want her to leave. Not now. Not ever.

“My mother hates me. And I don’t have any friends. Not really.” She looked down at your hands, fingers still entwined. “I can’t be here anymore, Y/n. Not after my dad killed Jason, and then himself. I can’t live with my mother anymore. It’s just not worth it.”

You shook your head at your girlfriend. You felt tears begin the well up in your eyes but you quickly blinked them away. You wanted Cheryl to be happy, but not like this. You wanted her to be happy with you. In Riverdale.

You scoffed, “So, I’m not worth it either?”

“Y/n, I’m telling you I’m leaving because I want you to come with me.”

You looked up at her. Your eyes wide and jaw slightly slackened. Was she really asking you to just drop everything and run away with? Because you would. You would do anything for her.

When you didn’t answer her, Cheryl let out a heavy sigh. “Babe, you don’t have to decided right here, right now. I leave tomorrow morning. If you want to come meet me at Sweet Water River at 6 in the morning. If you decided to join me, bring some clothes, pack lightly.” She kissed you softly, sweetly on the forehead. “I love you, Y/n. More than anything.”

With that, without waiting for a response, Cheryl slid out of the booth and left the diner. She left you alone to think about your choice. But, you already knew what you wanted to do.

~ ~ ~

Cheryl stood on the bank of Sweetwater River, taking in the view of the river in the early morning. She checked her phone once more and watched the time change from 5:58 to 5:59. Cheryl spent the past twenty minutes trying to convince herself that, if she had to, she would leave without you.

Cheryl heard a twig snap behind her. She turned around quickly. A huge smile graced her features when she saw you standing there with a small suitcase of your stuff that you could easily carry.

You placed your suitcase on the ground and ran into Cheryl’s open arms. She embraced you lovingly, peppering kissed all over your face.

“I’m so glad you came!” Cheryl exclaimed, pulling you in for a sweet kiss.

“Of course. I’d do anything for you, Cheryl.” You gushed. “I love you more than anything.”

[missjugheadjones]

Birthday Photos

Word Count: 2195

    A/N: this is a fic for the lovely LoverOfMusic202 and it's for her birthday! I hope you enjoy it, and I'm sorry if it's bad, I wanted to get it out on time! Much love!

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    "Y/N." Jughead said softly, opening the door to his girlfriends bedroom slowly. He looked inside and found her asleep, her face buried in the covers and her dog, cat, and camera on the bed beside her. "Y/N." he said again, and she shuffled slightly in her sleep.

    "Hmm." she said quietly, opening one eye to see who was bothering her and her sleep.

    "Are you awake?" he asked, taking off his laptop bag and placing it on the floor, making his way towards the bed.

    "No." she mumbled, stretching and yawning.

    "You seem pretty awake to me." Jughead chuckled, taking a seat on the edge of the bed.

    "Yeah, whatever. I am now, now what do you want?" she said teasingly, grabbing Jugheads arm and pulling him down to lay with her.

    "I just wanted to say happy birthday to my beautiful girlfriend, that's all." he replied, bringing her head to rest on his chest. She snuggled into him, and smiled.

    "Well thank you." she said, lazily drawing circles onto his chest. They laid in silence for a few minutes, sleep starting to take Y/N again, but before it could happen Jughead shifted so he was laying and facing Y/N.

    "What are we going to be doing to celebrate today?" He asked, and she sighed.

    "Lay here and do nothing." she suggested, and Jughead chuckled.

    "No, I refuse to let you not celebrate your birthday, it's important." he said, and she playfully scoffed.

    "You don't even like birthdays, Mr.Dont Tell Anyone It's My Birthday." she teased, and he rolled his eyes.

    "Well I want to celebrate yours, come on. Get out of bed, get dressed and let's go to Pops for some breakfast, sound good?" Y/N pretended to think about it for a second and reluctantly nodded. She jumped out of bed, her dog Angel and cat Crow following her as she made her way to her bathroom.

•••

    "Come on, I know you can walk faster than that." Jughead called, the sun beating down on him and Y/N. He turned to see Y/N bending down, her camera in her hand pointed towards a couple on a bench in the park. She snapped her shot and regained her posture, jogging to catch up to Jughead.

    "Sorry, I thought it looked nice." She apologized, and Jughead chuckled.

    "There's no need to apologize, I was just teasing you." he explained, and she smiled, putting her camera in her bag and taking his hand. They walked side to side in the morning light, finally making it to Pops. They walked in and Pops spotted the girl, smiling brightly her way.

    "Happy birthday, Y/N!" he called, and all the waiters smiled at her as well.

    "Thank you, Pops!" she exclaimed, and the waiters all made their way to her, circling around her and Pops joined them as well. They all started to clap, and Y/N blushed, hiding her face into Jugheads sleeve.

"Happy Birthday To You!"

    "Happy Birthday To You!"

    "Happy Birthday Dear Y/N!"

    "Happy Birthday To You!" the waiters all sang, and she laughed.

     "And may you have many more!" Jughead added, and the waiters all cheered, throwing their hands up.

     "Thank you all!" she replied, her face still burning crimson. The waiters dispersed but Pops remained, holding his arms open to give Y/N a hug. She flew into his arms and accepted his warm embrace, smiling into his shirt.

     "Happy Birthday girly, I had a sneaking suspicion you'd come in this morning, so I made you and Jughead some special waffles, go take a seat and I'll bring them over." he said warmly, and she nodded, taking Jugheads hand again and making her way to the booth. She took a seat and Jughead slid in next to her, wrapping his arm around her shoulders and bringing her closer to him.

    "You called Pops didn't you?" she questioned playfully, and Jughead gave a breathy chuckle.

     "What?? No. Not at all, why would you-" Y/N gave him a knowing look, and he sighed, his cover being blown. "Fine, you got me. I called him while you were getting ready." he confessed, and Y/N giggled.

    "That was sweet of you." she commented, and Jughead looked at her surprised.

    "You're not mad?" he asked.

    "Why would I get mad at you, you were being nice and thoughtful. It would be dumb of me to get angry." she said, and he nodded. Y/N looked back and noticed Pops approaching the table, so she quickly got out her camera and took a picture of him as he arrived. She looked down at the camera, smiling at the photo. Pops looked so genuinely happy, as he usually did, as he placed down two plates of waffles on the table. She even got him smiling.

    "I don't look too bad, right?" Pops asked, and Y/Ns attention fell onto him instead of the camera.

     "Not at all. Sorry I just-"

    "There's no need to apologize, just give me a copy, if you could." he requested, and she smiled and nodded.

    "Thank you so much for breakfast." she said sweetly, and Pops chuckled.

    "You're very welcome. Thank you for coming to celebrate with us." he replied, giving a wink and making his way back to the kitchen.

    Jughead and Y/N ate their breakfast, small talk scattered in between bites and laughs. When the waffles were gone, Jughead left a tip on the table and him and Y/N left. Jughead took her hand in his, and they started to walk, making their way down the streets of Riverdale to Archie's house.

    As they walked, Y/N found that the sunlight was hitting Jughead in a flattering and appealing way, half of his face lit up in golden light and the other shadowed. She removed her camera from her bag and ran ahead of Jughead, capturing a picture of him while he was off guard. She stared down at the picture and admired it. He looked so happy and handsome, beanie-less hair flying all over the place and his bright smile he seemed to save just for her.

    "Are you laughing at my face?" he asked, and she shook her head, showing him the picture. "Hey, you took one where I don't look half bad." he teased, and she rolled her eyes, putting her camera back in her bag.

    "You look just as handsome as always." she replied, and he laughed, kissing the top of her head before wrapping his arm around her waist as they walked the rest of the way to Archie's.

•••

    "You go in first." Jughead said, nudging her towards the door, and she turned to face him, eyeing him suspiciously.

    "What do you have up your sleeve, Mister?" she asked playfully, but he just shrugged and nodded towards the door.

    "Go in and find out." he said, and she smiled, taking her camera out from her back and turning the knob to Archie's front door and entering.

    "Happy Birthday, Y/N!" Archie, Kevin, Betty, Polly, Reggie, Josie, Valarie, Melody, Veronica, and Cheryl yelled, and Y/N brought her camera up and snapped a shot of them all smiling and laughing.

     "Thank you!" she said, lowering her camera and putting it back in her bag. She made her way to all of her friends and gave them all hugs, thanking them for coming to celebrate with her. She set her camera bag down, looking at all of her friends who came to wish her a happy birthday. Just then, Angel and Crow came running out, and she smiled and looked at her friends surprised.

    "How the hell did you get into my house?" she asked, and Archie shrugged.

     "Not only am I a musician and a football player, I'm also a magician, and magicians never tell." he said smugly, and she laughed.

     "I'm going to need to know so I can make sure it doesn't happen again."

    "What? He thought that you should celebrate with your kids as well." Reggie said playfully, defending Archie.  Jughead sneakily picked up her camera bag up off the ground and took it out, snapping a photo of her arguing with Reggie and Archie over the whole 'petnapping her dog and cat' situation. He looked at it and laughed to himself. All three of them looked amused, but Y/Ns face had a hint of worry mixed into it.

     As the day continued, the friends hung out around Archie's house, all enjoying the feeling of being kids for once, times like this didn't come often. Jughead took it upon himself to take all the photos of Y/N as he could though, he always admired the beautiful photos she took of her environment and friends around her, she was never in them, and he thought that was a shame. To him, she was the prettiest picture of them all, and this was the first time in ages he had seen her truly happy.

    One picture he took was while her, Betty, Veronica, Josie, and Cheryl were all dancing like idiots, laughing and bent over. Her smile shone the brightest out of all the girls he felt, her (y/h/c) hair sprawled out across her face.

     Another he took was when Archie and Reggie were trying to teach her to throw a football, which she failed miserably at the first few times but soon got the hang of. In the picture she's getting ready to throw it, Reggie and Archie were on the other side of the yard, with their arms outstretched. She looked so beautifully concentrated, and it was a somewhat funny picture. He loved it none the less.

    Then he got a picture he swore was his favourite, Valarie, Melody, and Kevin brought out a birthday cake near the end of the night, after hours and hours of laughter and talking. Y/N had Archie, Betty, Cheryl, Josie, Veronica, and Reggie behind her, and the candles from the cake illuminated her face in contrast from the dim lighting in the room. Jughead took it from the side so he could get everyone in the picture, everyone but himself of course. He took it while she was smiling, admiring her friends and the cake. This is where she looked truly beautiful. You could tell she was happy and grateful. It was a pure and emotional picture. They were just kids, and she was with those whom she cared for the most. It was when she blew out the candles though, and turned to face Jughead she noticed he had her camera and had taken a photo.

    "What are you doing?" She asked softly, and Jughead lowered the camera.

     "Taking pictures of your special day." he replied nonchalantly. She laughed and looked at him questioningly.

      "Have you been taking them all day?" she asked, and he nodded. "Thank you, Jughead. I was actually thinking earlier on how I wish I had captured pictures of this day, because it's been one of the best in my whole life." She said, addressing all of her friends, and they all smiled admiringly her way. Jughead quickly picked the camera up and took another picture, and she laughed and shot him a look. She walked over and took the camera out of his hands, placing it on a table behind him and she brought him down for a kiss.

     "Awe." Everyone said, and they pulled apart, laughing.

    "How about we break into this cake?" Cheryl asked, and everyone nodded, cutting into it and passing pieces to eachother. While everyone ate, Betty looked over and noticed Y/N and Jughead sitting together, smiling and laughing and eating.

     "It's a shame Jughead wasn't in any of the pictures he took, I'm sure Y/N would have loved to see him in them." Veronica whispered, noticing the two of them as well.

    "Yeah, she deserves at least one of them together on her special day. Maybe I'll right that wrong." she said, placing her cake down and grabbing Y/Ns camera. She brought it up and waited for the perfect time to snap a photo. She watched as Jughead took a piece of cake and smushed it onto her face, the both of them breaking out into laughter. Betty took a photo of the moment, smiling to herself. Y/N leaned over and kissed Jughead, and Betty took another photo. When they pulled apart, they rested their foreheads against the other, and stared admirably at eachother, and Betty took one last photo. She placed the camera on the table and continued to eat, the friends enjoying the rest of their night.

     Little did Jughead know, those would soon become his favourite photos instead, and Y/N would be forever thankful for Betty that night. She would be grateful for all of her friends that day, as well, they made it her best birthday.

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Archie x Reader part 2

You are sitting by yourself since you didn't have any other friends. You were just minding your own business while eating your pizza Mind if we sit here?" you heard a voice asked. you looked up and saw Josie, Valerie, Melody, and Cheryl all looking down at you waiting for you responded "Uh, yeah sure" you answer while moving you and your things over. Josie and Cheryl both sat on one side of you Josie is on your left and Cheryl is on your right. While Valerie and Melody both sit in front of you guys "So uh listen y/n we all knew you don't like Veronica and your friends at the moment...correct?" Cheryl ask you "Yeah...so you said to them "So I have a plan for you," Cheryl said "Ok...I'm listening," you said to her "Ok so my cousin Lydia Martin is supposed to be coming to this school with the rest of her friends," Cheryl said to you "ok...continue," you said to her "So I think you should start hanging out with her and her friends and maybe start dating one of the boys... you know to make Archie jealous and your friends. show them who they are missing out on" Cheryl said to you *Bell Ring* Ok, I need to get to class and think about it. you said to Cheryl and the girls before walking off to class     

[dream-a-little-bigger-x]

Okay so I’m kinda rewriting the entire riverdale Heathers episode BUT it’s more focused on Sweet Pea and reader as JD & Veronica Sawyer and also more on the musical itself rather than the drama that surrounded it. Also, the original music, so no fucking duck-duck-goose alright?

& also sweet pea singing meant to be yours??? Like??? We really have been robbed of such a masterpiece.

Anyone wants to read that? Lemme know!

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You Owe Me // Archie Andrews

Hi!!! I love your imagines! Can I request an Archie one where he's trying to get over Mrs. Grundy and he does that by asking the reader to fake date him so that she (Grundy) realizes he's moved on but then they (reader and Archie) actually fall for each other and Grundy tries to get him back but fails????? Thank you thank you thank you!!!!! Hey guys! I'm getting through these one at a time to the best of my ability so please be patient and if you have been thank you so much! I'm going through a rough patch at the moment so I need all the happiness I can get. If you guys have any ideas please let me know, love you all 💕🌸 *** 'Y/N! Y/N! Y/N!' I perked my head up from my English notes, seeing my auburn haired best friend running down the hallway towards me where I was standing at my locker. I frowned at him, my eyes widened in confusion. 'Archie, stop yelling my name please. You're drawing attention that is unwanted on my part.' I whacked him in the chest once he reached me, closing my locker shut. 'I need to ask you a favour, only a small one I promise.' He pleaded, following me down the hallway whilst I was reading up on Shakespeare's famous plays. 'What is it?' I asked absentmindedly, still staring at my notes, trying to understand his made up language. 'Please don't overreact, but, I need you to be my girlfriend.' 'Say what now?' I asked, raising my eyebrow, causing him to shush at me, pushing me into a vacant classroom and closing the door behind him. 'You have to be out of your mind.' I shook my head, closing my book. 'Look - I need to get Ms. Grundy off of my back ever since the whole...' 'Teacher sleeps with student scenario?' I cut him off, shrugging. 'Do you really have to put it like that?' He asked. 'Yes, yes I do.' I nodded, causing Archie to sigh. 'Continue,' I motioned with my hand, sitting on one of the desks. 'Anyway, I need to get her off of my back and I've been trying to get over her. So, I need you, my best friend in the entire world, to fake date me.' He explained. 'And why would I do that?' I asked, crossing my arms over my chest. 'Because you appreciate me and you owe me for that one time.' He smiled cheekily as I sighed, playfully frowning at him. Damn him and black mailing me. 'It was one time and I swore to never touch alcohol again after it. Why do you have to bring it up?' I groaned, running my hands over my face. 'Because I'm your best friend. Now, please, just this once?' He pleaded, standing in front of me. I sighed. 'Alright "boyfriend", let's do this.' * 'You guys are dating?!' I shushed Veronica, glaring at the raven haired girl for almost announcing it to the whole cafeteria. 'Jesus, Ronnie. Keep your voice down. I'm only doing this for him, it's not real.' I sighed, eating at my cupcake. 'It soon will be.' I frowned at her, confused at where she was going with this conversation. She rolled her eyes before continuing. 'Y/N, people who fake date end up falling for each other in the end...or have you already done that?' I bit my bottom lip, closing my eyes and taking a deep breath. 'Whatever I feel, this is me doing him a favour and only a favour.' Betty and Ronnie stared at each other, almost with knowing looks that it was obvious that I had feelings for my best friend, I always did. But, I managed to suppress them, until now. 'Hey girlfriend,' I looked up to see Archie smiling down at me, kissing the top of my head before taking a seat next to me. Jughead gave me a smile and sat next to Betty. 'You told these guys?' I nodded, 'Well, they would possibly raise questions due to that romantic gesture.' I chuckled, catching sight of Ms. Grundy walking into the cafeteria. Archie quickly wrapped an arm around my waist, pulling me closer to him. I rested my head on his shoulder, not really thinking about it. It was almost as though it was out on instinct. I watched her walk past our table, giving us a glare as she walked past, causing Archie and I to bump fists under the table. 'She looked happy to see us.' I snorted, trying to keep it together. Archie chuckled too, not removing his arm from me, whilst I never lifted my head from his shoulder. I could tell you one thing though; I most certainly blushed and I wasn't mad about it either. * 'Oh, c'mon! This is just stupid! No way would he have made that jump!' I exclaimed at Archie's t.v in his bedroom, the two of us watching some action movie that Archie had picked. 'It's because it's Hollywood, Y/N. What do you expect?' Archie chuckled. 'Some actual quality content.' I answered, making Archie snort. I chuckled, continuing to watch the movie. I was laying on Archie's chest, feeling his gaze on me. We'd been "dating" for over a week now and in all honesty, I didn't want it to end. I enjoyed spending time with him, doing couple things at school. The only thing we hadn't done was kiss. Did I want to? Of course I did. But, I was doing this as a favour, only a favour. 'Y/N?' Archie perked up. I turned my gaze away from the t.v, seeing him looking down into my own gaze. 'Yeah, Arch?' I asked, feeling my heart pick up of how close we were. 'You now how I only asked you to do this as you owing me?' I nodded, letting him continue, 'Well, I've been thinking about it...and I-I didn't realise it until only a few months ago - actually, a few years ago but, I don't want to fake date, Y/N. I want to date you, for real.' I gasped quietly, his words taking my breath away and my voice. 'I-I understand if you don't feel the same-' 'Oh, hush up.' I cut him off, grabbing his face, kissing him eagerly like I had been wanting to for so long. I rested my hands on his cheeks, pulling away from his lips as I rested my forehead against his. 'So...do we make this a daily thing now, or?' I joked, causing Archie to laugh and pull me in for a hug, kissing the top of my head. I know what cloud 9 feels like now. * After Betty, Kevin and Ronnie's reactions to me actually dating Archie, I needed to walk away and get some air and look for Archie at the same time. I was genuinely happy for once, Archie causing the grin on my face. I felt complete and important, especially that the boy I've liked for so long finally admitted his own feelings. It amazed me that just by the two of us fake dating made us realise our true feelings for each other, ending up together for real. I was knocked quickly out of my thoughts with shouting coming from a classroom. I frowned, walking over to the music room to see Archie and Ms. Grundy having an argument. I walked over to it, opening the door, causing Archie and Ms. Grundy to turn their heads and look at me. 'Really, Archie? Her? I gave you everything you could've wanted!' She stared at me disgusted, causing anger to bubble up inside me. 'You manipulated me into keeping a secret about Jason Blossom's murder and used me for your own good. Y/N treats me with the love and respect that I hope I can give her.' Archie but back, causing my heart strings to tug a little at his words, warming them. 'Think about what you're doing Archie, I can still give you everything-' 'No,' Archie shook his head, cutting her off. He turned his back away from her, walking over towards me. 'You can't. We're done. I moved on and I'm happy.' 'She'll hurt you, Archie.' I scoffed. 'Give it a break, honey. You're done here.' I spat, feeling Archie grab my hand, leading me out of the tension build room. I sighed of relief, the two of us being the only ones in the hallway. 'Well...that was interesting.' Archie sighed, gripping onto the strap of his backpack. I wrapped my arms around his waist, hugging him whilst I rested my head on his chest. He sighed, hugging me back. I felt his kiss the top of my hair, his hand cupping my face to tilt it up, pecking his lips. I hummed happily, the two of us pulling away from each other. 'I'll never get tired of that.' I mumbled. 'I'm glad.' He whispered back.

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Halloween Event

Veronica and Betty had arranged to take over the yearly Halloween fair. They’d signed you up to help without checking, which at the time you didn’t mind. You were just manning a stall. Fangs and Sweet Pea were helping you. So at the time, when they’d told you, you had no problem.

“You want me to dress up as a little red riding hood and you want Fangs and Sweet Pea to dress up as werewolves. You’re going to get Sweet Pea to dress up?” You asked as Veronica held up the costume. 

“Yeah… We decided to add costumes. Everyone is wearing one. It makes it more festive. We should have told you.” Betty said apologetically. You shrugged and took the costume. At least Fangs would probably wear his costume. 

As you thought, Sweet Pea showed up a few minutes late and with a shirt under his jacket, it said werewolf across the chest and had a little cartoon wolf underneath. He smiled as he crossed his arms and looked you up and down.

“What are you supposed to be?” You asked seriously. He rolled his eyes and grinned. 

“A werewolf before he turns.” Sweet Pea jokes. You rolled your eyes and looked around for Fangs who still hadn’t shown up.

“Good. No fangs yet. You’re doing fine. Your ears aren’t even pointed yet.” You joked and he smiled. A few people came to the stall to buy a few items off the table. Sweet Pea took the cash they handed over and sorted their change while you packed up. You thanked them and when they moved you saw Fangs gleefully made up in fake fur. 

“I’m a werewolf!” He said cheerfully.

“Uhu, I can see Fangs!” You said with a laugh. Fangs managed to attract several people to the stall and soon you’d almost sold out. Much later on everyone crowded around a stage at the edge of the fair and you could see Josie getting ready and you were sure you’d seen Sweet Pea talking with her. Fangs hurried off to talk to Toni.

“Here, the food trucks were selling out.” Sweet Pea said as he joined you round the front of the stall. You’d pulled the camp chairs that you’d been sitting on between sales, round the front of the stall so you could watch the performance.

“Oh! Thanks…. Sweet Pea what is on your head?” You asked with a light laugh.

“I felt a bit bad for not dressing up when you guys did so… furry ear. The head band is a bit small though, they keep falling off.” He admitted and you took the food for him. You handed over the red cape you’d been wearing and took the ears, putting them on your head, he reached over to straighten them for you. The two of you sat together and ate as Jocie and the pussycats performed. Everyone cheered once they were done and Betty went up on stage to thank them and everyone who had volunteered time. When she was done you spotted Fangs coming through the crowd to you. He pointed at the ears on your head and cheered. 

“He is having way too much fun.” You said through a laugh as Reggie joined Fangs in whooping and howling. Sweet Pea was trying to look stoic but you could see the smile on his face.

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The Princess & The Snake || S.P.

PART TWO

a/n: YAY!!! I love this story so far and I am so hyped about this part. I hope you guys enjoy it as much as the first one. You know the drill, like, reblog, and send me feedback! xx, aubree.

warnings: cussing.

word count: 1,884

(gif not mine; gif credit: x)

KEY: Y/M/N= your middle name; y/h/c= your hair color; Y/L/N= your last name.

Part One  Part Three  Part Four

MASTERLIST

❝A bad boy can be very good for a girl❞

- Melissa de la Cruz

The water pooled at my feet as I shrugged off my jacket. The conversation with the tall serpent still lingered in my head.

“Where have you been?” My mother’s voice came from the living room, “My god, you’re all wet.”

“I thought you weren’t going to be home until late?” I answered her question with another question.

“It’s one in the morning, Y/N. Where were you?” I looked at the clock on the wall and my eyes widened, it was 1 am. 

“I’m sorry I worried you mom.” I sighed, “I was helping Veronica with something and got caught in the rain.” It wasn’t entirely a lie, I was helping Veronica, but I would have been home sooner if I hadn’t stopped to chat with the serpent.

“I’m just glad you’re safe. Go take a warm shower and go to bed.”

I saluted her sarcastically, “Yes ma’am.” 

I climbed into bed, my hair still damp from the shower, and pulled the covers over my shoulders. I tossed and turned as my mind wandered to the nameless serpent. His confidence in knowing I’d eventually tell him my name to get my bracelet back angered me. I admired the way the dingy leather jacket fell on him perfectly, how the drops of water fell from his hair onto his cheeks, how his lips looked when he smirked. A smile crept onto my lips as I remembered how close we had been standing to each other, just a tiptoe away from our lips touching.

No. I refuse to go there. For christ sake, he just kicked the shit out of Archie. No way would I ever go there.

I woke to the smell of pancakes and bacon. I smiled and stretched my arms above my head, a small groan leaving my lips. I skipped down the stairs and rounded the corner to the kitchen.

“Morning, mom.” I sat down on the stool and leaned forward on my elbows, “I smelled pancakes.”

“I can tell.” She laughed placing a stack of pancakes and bacon in front of me, “You’re hair says you just rolled out of bed.” She set down two empty places and grabbed the orange juice.

“Probably because I just rolled out of bed.” I dragged two pancakes onto my plate, “So are you done working with Hiram?”

She rolled her eyes and sighed, “I still have to get him the keys and finish the paperwork, but then that’s it alright?

I just nodded and sipped on my orange juice, “You know Hermione lets V drink mimosas.” 

“Not gonna happen.” 

I laughed, “It was worth a shot.” 

“Mhm.” She smiled, “What are your plans for today?”

“Um, I think I was just going to go over to the mall in Greendale. I need some new jeans and Victoria’s Secret is having their 7 for $28 underwear sale. A girl can never have enough underwear.” I shoved more pancakes into my mouth and sent a food-filled grin towards my mother.

She gave me a look, but otherwise ignored the grin, “You’re going alone?”

“It’s just Greendale, mom.” 

She looked at me and nodded, “Alright. Anything happens, you come straight home.”

“Does this mean I get the car?” I wiggled my eyebrows.

“I don’t have to be anywhere today, so yes.” 

I jumped up and pulled her into a hug, “Thank you, thank you! Here, let me take this.” I grabbed the dirty dishes and walked to the sink. After I was done washing the dishes I ran upstairs to get dressed. I threw on a button down striped skirt and a Smith’s t-shirt, finally adding some brown booties. After grabbing a beige cardigan and my purse, I left for Greendale.

As I pulled up to the mall, I was pleased to see it wasn’t crowded. I strolled through the stores, enjoying the time alone and away from my town. Riverdale got stressful, especially now that there was a war between the Northside and the Southside and the serial killer. Archie’s antics never seemed to help. I looked through the underwear in Pink as a voice sent a familiar shiver down my spine.

“What’s the occasion, princess?” I could hear the smirk on his lips. So much for leaving Riverdale behind for the day.

“The sale.” I muttered as I pointed to the sign, “Why are you in Victoria’s Secret, perv?”

He placed his hand on his chest as if he were hurt by my words, “You really don’t like me, do you?”

I turned, putting my hands on my hips, “You just beat up my friend, and stole my bracelet.”

“First of all, you dropped it and I was just trying to return it to you. Second, Andrews had it coming. He was tagging the Southside with his red circle bullshit and he pulled a gun on me.”

My eyes widened, “He did what?” 

“Pulled a gun on me.” He repeated. He walked closer to me, “I really like those red ones.” 

I glanced at my hands, the red underwear sticking out through my fingers, “Guess I’ll put them back then.”

He smirked as he watched me. I felt small under his gaze, so I decided to turn around and sift through the pile of underwear. I still felt his eyes on me, “So, bracelet kidnapper, you never answered my question.”

“I need some shirts, this is the closest mall that carries them and then I saw you walk in here. I was curious.” He leaned against the display, “And please, call me Sweet Pea.”

“Sweet Pea? Seriously?” I scoffed.

“That’s my name, princess.” 

I rolled my eyes, “It’s your nickname.”

“It is the name I go by.” He nudged my shoulder with his own. It angered me how easy he was to be around. I shouldn’t even be talking to him, let alone let him watch me underwear shop. 

“Bit ironic, don’t you think?” I looked over at him, “You didn’t seem very sweet when your boot repeatedly kicked Archie Andrews.”

“I’m only sweet to those who deserve it.” He winked. I rolled my eyes again and walked over to the line to check out. 

He reached into his pocket and pulled out my bracelet, “You know my name, you ready to get this back?” His eyes searched mine as if my name was hidden in them.

“I don’t know,” I smirked, “I kind of like having this power over you.”

“You have no power over me.” 

“You sure about that?” My smirk firmly planted on my lips as I taunted him. His eyes lit up as I challenged him, his own lips pulled into a smirk. 

He shook his head at me, “Fine.” He put the bracelet back into his pocket, “I’ll see you around, Cinderella.”

“Cinderella?” I raised an eyebrow at him.

“She was the one losing shit right?” He laughed, finally showing a genuine smile.

“Does that make you Prince Charming?” 

“Guess you’ll find out, princess.” He turned on his heels and left me in the store.

The clerk smiled as I walked up, “Your boyfriend is cute.”

A blush crept onto my cheeks, “He’s-uh, he’s not my boyfriend.” 

She just nodded and continued ringing up my items.

I pulled into my driveway around 4:30 pm. I grabbed the bags from the trunk and headed inside. I locked the door behind me, “I’m home.” 

“I thought you were just getting jeans and underwear?” My mom crossed her arms as she saw the many shopping bags on my arms.

“Uh, I needed everything I bought. Swear.” I smiled, “Oh and I saw the purse that you’ve been wanting forever and it was on sale.” I handed her the bag with the purse in it.

“You didn’t have to get this, but thank you, sweetie.” She hugged me tightly, “I have to run to the store, do you need anything?” 

I handed her the keys to the car, “Uh body wash, toothpaste, and shampoo and conditioner.” 

“Alright.” My mom pulled on her coat, “I will be back soon.”

After I put everything away, I took a quick shower. I pulled on some leggings and a blue sweatshirt then crashed onto my bed and grabbed my phone. I sent a text to Josie.

Me: Hey, girl. Pop’s date tomorrow? xx

I set my phone on my nightstand and sat down in front of my full-length mirror. I french braided my hair and threw on some fuzzy socks. My phone buzzed on my nightstand as I stood up.

Josie: I’m there. :-)

Josie had been my best friend for as long as I could remember. We used to put on talent shows for our mothers when we were kids. She had always been there for me and I for her. When she befriended Cheryl, I was hesitant at first, but soon after Cheryl had weaseled her way into my life as well. Cheryl and I got closer as Josie started the Pussycats, the both of us compensating for the loss of Josie being around us 24/7. I had grown up across the street from Archie and Betty, so naturally, I was friends with them too, but Josie and Cheryl were my number ones.

I ran downstairs when I heard my mom pull up, to help her with the groceries. 

“Don’t you look cozy.” She grinned at my appearance. 

“The absolute coziest.” I set down the groceries on the counter and began to put away everything, “I’ll make dinner tonight, mom.”

“Okay, thanks, hon.” She smiled and put away the rest of the groceries as I began dinner.

I left at eleven to walk to Pop’s. The air was cool and crisp as I wrapped my jacket tighter around my small frame. I yanked the door open and walked into Pop’s. I shot a quick text to Josie and sat in one of the many booths.

A few minutes later, Josie sat down in front of me, “Hey, girl.”

“Oh my god, no way. Josie McCoy sat in my booth.” I fanned my hands over my face.

“Shut up.” She laughed.

I fiddled with my fingers, as I debated whether or not I wanted to tell Josie about Sweet Pea or not. 

“I heard there was a brawl the other night between the Bulldogs and the Serpents,” Josie spoke up.

“Yeah. It was bad.” I sighed and drank some of my coke.

“Dilton got stabbed?”

I rolled my eyes, “He stabbed himself.” 

“Oh. Were you there?” She looked concerned.

“Um, yeah. Veronica came to my house and asked me for help. I pushed the one that was beating up Archie off of him. Then, when I was walking home, the serpent I shoved, had my bracelet. He still has it actually.”

“What? Why didn’t you call someone? He could’ve hurt you.” 

“Please,” I sighed, “He wouldn’t hurt me. Actually, I think he likes me. God knows why, but I think he does.”

“Don’t go there.” She scolded.

“Why?” 

“He is a gang member. If he doesn’t hurt you, someone will.”

“You’re probably right.” I sank into the booth and closed my eyes. She was right. If he did like me and something started between us, I could get hurt. He was dangerous; I’ve seen just how dangerous he could be, but for some reason, I don’t care.

PART THREE

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Me and You, Just us Two || FP Jones X Reader

"Get your greedy fingers off of that!"

FP shrugged and lifted up his hands as if you were going to shoot him. And by the vocals of your voice, who knew? Maybe you were about to do.

"Calm down, it's just one bit", he smiled and held one of the ginger breads with the sugar gloss faces high into your direction.

"Look at me, I'm so cute", he wiggled the cookie into your face, "Eat me, eat me, eat me!"

Deep under your tensed facial traits, you hid a smile.

"Oh, look who we've got here", FP Jones smiled, right after he bit Mr. Ginger Breads head off. The corner of his mouth was fully filled with crumbs and he had a bit of green sugar frosting garnishing his upper lip. You couldn't help but laugh. Just seconds before you tragically dropped a whole plate with speaking and wiggling Snowmen.

"Oh, damn. Can anything more go wrong?", you whistled and hurried to clean up the mess you made. As you were about to kneel down and start grabbing the trash, you felt a pair of warm hands holding you tight by your shoulders. When you raised your view, you saw FP (still garnished and decorated like a cake) smiling at you. His eyes quiet gentle trying to calm your holiday mess breakdown.

"I've got this."

"No, forget it, I'm almost done. I just need to..."

Before you could end your sentence, you saw him sitting down next to you, a lot of snow white coconut cookies in the middle of you. You had no chance to say anything, before he dipped his finger in on snow man's frosting and spread it on the top of your nose. You held your breath for a second.

And then you laughed. You laughed so heavily that you felt your belly hurting and when you heard FP was laughing, too, you had to laugh even more.

"All good, see? No stress at all."

You took a breath and got soaked in by stress all over again. "It's almost six, I have to clean this up! The guests, they will arrive and I haven't even..."

You didn't get the way of speaking, when you felt a pair of soft lips pressing against yours. In your knees weak, you opened your mouth and let his kiss in. You breathed him. You lived him. When you opened your eyes again, you saw FP's nose was just as white. He smiled at you.

"Get dressed, baby. I'll take care of this."

"But the cookies..."

He took your face in his rough hands and made you look straight in his warm eyes. He nodded at you softly. You closed your eyes and rested your forehead against his. Lips formed to a muted thank you.

FP knew about your perfectionism, which he was very much the opposite of. And he took care of it. Just like you took care of him.

"Me and you...", he whispered, his breath tickling your ear. You heard him smiling.

"Just us two." You smiled, too.

And when you left the room to change and put on one of your cozy winter dresses you still tasted green sugar frosting on your lips.

And you smiled.