#jason listens to ariana grande yes sir

[k2ntoss]

jason todd loves listening to ariana grande, he sings her songs in a slutty tone and NOT A FUCKING SOUL will change my damn mind

[fr3akizoid]

you ain't my boyfriend and i ain't your girlfriend

pairing billy hargrove x fem!reader

warnings billy being his usual asshole self, jason carver, reader is lowkey mean, mentions of sex.

summary you and billy aren't dating, but billy doesn't seem to get the memo

word count 973

a/n this is not proofread so sorry if it sucks 💀 I just heard ariana grandes song boyfriend and this idea popped into my head so I decided to write it quick.

You walked around the edge of the pool, the cute two piece you'd recently bought showing off your figure perfectly. You acted oblivious to the stares everyone gave you, middle aged ladies enraged as their husbands and sons were far from subtle.

You made it to the table where your friends sat, mainly cheerleaders and other girls who had made it into the popular crowd. Though you weren't surprised a few basketball players sat close by, including the new team captain, Jason.

With Billy and Steve graduating, the floor was swept clean for other players to take the top spot. And Jason was the lucky guy who took that spot.

You'd been the captain of the cheer team since just after your freshman year, now a senior and soon to be graduate. And somehow, in Jason's head, this meant that the gas pedal on his longtime crush on you would be pressed. Because obviously the basketball captain needs to be date the cheer captain.

"Y/N!" He called, a overly perfect smile gracing his lips. Teeth that obviously had been artificially whitened and bright blue eyes that squinted due to the sun.

"Jason!" You mocked him, not that he picked up on the mockery.

He went in for a hug with clear ulterior motives, but you would humor him. Releasing him from the hug you sat and sipped on your slushy as you began conversing. Jason's eyes stayed locked on you, your mouth and straw to he exact.

Little did he know that former captain, Billy Hargrove, had also been looking. And he was your favorite hookup.

You and Billy had been hooking up for a little under a year, but you weren't a couple. It was just sex, that was the agreement. He wasn't exclusive, and neither were you.

Billy watched you under the protective equipment of his sunglasses that allowed his eyes to wonder. He was curious what flavor you'd gotten, how it would taste on his tounge, and how your cold, stained mouth would feel on his cock.

His eyes narrowed as he watched you and Jason greet each other excitedly, not able to see the sarcasm on your face as your back was to him, something he didn't mind.

He watched the predatory smile, one all to similar to his, that painted Jason's lips as he hugged you tightly, his hand sliding a little to low for Billy's liking.

Lucky for him, Heather was just about to take over. Hearing the door to the showers opening and seeing the brunette walking out in her red one piece, he began climbing down and walking over to you.

You had been speaking to Jason, or more so nodding your head as you listened to him boast about himself, and fighting to urge to roll your eyes as he flirted with you, his flirting was painful to sit through.

That's when you noticed Billy walking over, his tanned skin glistened in the sun as he took off his sunglasses. You couldn't help but stare as he sauntered over.

You smirked as he stood in front of you, "Hi there." You greeted him innocently.

"Hi, how's everyone doing?" He asked the table, though he obviously could not give a single fuck about their answers.

The table echoed with several flirty variations of good, such as 'better now that you're here.'

He nodded silently before looking down at you, "Think I could steal you for a minute?"

"Yes sir." You stood and followed him a bit a ways away from the table, staring as he leaned further down so you could hear his lowered his voice over the excitable screams of children.

"So what was that?"

You knew exactly what he was talking about, but you decided to play with your food a little and play dumb. "Sorry?"

He cocked his head in annoyance before continuing, "Don't sorry me, you know what I'm talking about baby... That douchebag over there you keep flirting with."

You looked back at Jason before turning back to Billy, "What, Jason? What about him?"

"Why's he all over you?" He questioned in a low tone.

You kept up the innocent doe eyes as you looked into his green-blue stare, "That's a question you should ask him don't you think?"

"Well I'm asking you, so tell me... what made him think he's allowed to talk to you?" He inquired, acting as if you'd done something to lead Jason on previously.

You narrowed your eyes defensively, "What I'm not allowed to talk to other boys?"

"Watch your tone..."

"Why should I? Don't tell me Mister Hargrove is jealous!" You squealed a bit, a ploy to embarrass him further with your accusation.

"I'm not jealous, don't get it twisted. You're mine, and I don't like sharing..."

"I'm yours? Since when?"

He smirked, looking at your eyes then your lips, "Since you stuffed my dick in your mouth."

"So, let me get this straight. I'm not allowed to talk to other guys, but you're allowed to flirt with every girl that looks at you?" You asked.

Billy chuckled as he looked away from you for a moment, showing how he didn't care about your argument.

"I want you to listen closely, okay? I am not your property, you do not own me, you do not get to dictate who I hang out with or talk to."

He sighed heavily, as his eyes traveled your form.

"You are not my boyfriend, and I'm not your girlfriend. We are not exclusive, that has been the agreement since day one. I've kept up my end, you keep up yours."

You turned to walk away from him after you finished your little speech, putting an extra swing in your hips to tease him further. He laughed to himself before sliding his sunglasses back on and walking away.