*Sweet Pea x reader where reader is Fangs’ sister, requested by @matokii95 sorry it took so long to write I’m unbelievably busy rn😭*
Warnings: little bit of cussing, cringy makeout scene
“Y/n! Just so you know, Sweet Pea is staying over tonight,” your brother, Fangs, called from downstairs. You froze. Sweet Pea was coming? Tonight? This is bad, you thought. At school, you could dress cute and wear a ton of makeup to cover up your hideousness, but at home, you didn’t wear any of that. Home was the place for sweats, messy buns, and face masks. Well, clearly tonight you were either going to have to avoid Sweet Pea by staying shut in your room, or make sure you looked really presentable. You weren’t head over heels in love with him or anything, but he was extremely hot and even more intimidating. He honestly scared you at times and the idea that he was going to be here all night was very disconcerting. You were definitely not sleeping tonight.
You asked Toni for a ride home because you didn’t want to go with Fangs and Sweet Pea and you wanted to make sure you got home before them because the idea of entering the house when they were already there staring at you seemed awkward. When you got home, you quickly cleaned everything of yours and put it in your room, then cleaned your room so you didn’t look like a slob, just in case for some reason Sweet Pea happened to walk by your room. You were folding a pair of black jeans when you heard keys jingling and the door swinging open.
“Y/n! I’m back!” Fangs yelled.
“Okay,” you yelled, trying to disguise the trembling in your voice.
For the rest of the afternoon, you attempted to do your homework, trying to not think about Sweet Pea and Fangs downstairs. Finally, you were getting kinda hungry because it was about 6:30. You were debating just going down, grabbing something, and then coming back up, or just staying in your room and waiting it out. The grumbling in your stomach persuaded you to choose the first option. You made your way downstairs quietly and turned into the kitchen. Fangs and Sweet Pea were sitting at the kitchen table with a big pepperoni pizza between them.
“There you are, I was wondering when you would come down. I just decided to get some pizza,” Fangs said.
“Okay,” you said. You went to get a water glass from the cabinet and proceeded to fill it with water.
“Aren’t you going to eat?” Fangs asked. Great, now you were stuck. You couldn’t just not eat, but you also couldn’t just take some pizza upstairs. You glanced furtively at Sweet Pea before walking over and sitting down right across from him. He was slouching in his chair and leaning against the back. He clumsily shoveled each bite into his mouth. You timidly took a small slice and took small bites out of it to avoid any embarrassing mishaps. The meal was pretty awkward, you didn’t speak, and Sweet Pea didn’t really speak either, occasionally Fangs would say something trying to initiate some sort of conversation, but all of his attempts fell flat. After you finished your slice, you picked up your glass and went back upstairs. From your room, you could hear them talking downstairs.
“Dude, does she ever talk?” Sweet Pea asked.
“Of course, she’s usually really talkative,” said Fangs. “Why?”.
“I dunno, she was just acting funny I guess,” said Sweet Pea.
“Maybe she was nervous,” Fangs joked.
“About what?” Sweet Pea inquired.
“Why?” asked Sweet Pea. “I was just eating pizza,”.
“You always look intimidating,” Fangs said.
“Well, that’s good I guess,” said Sweet Pea, pleased.
“Not for y/n, she gets scared easily,” said Fangs. Well, thanks a lot Fangs for making you look pathetic. You started to get undressed and ready for bed because you certainly weren’t leaving your room until they were asleep.
Your phone flickered on and read 12:30 am. You decided that the house was quiet enough that the boys must be asleep and you could finally go downstairs and get some more water. You crept down the stairs as quietly as you possibly could be. You entered the kitchen and only turned on the small light by the stove so you could see your glass as you poured water into it. Suddenly, there was a noise behind you and you jumped. You whipped around and saw Sweet Pea standing in the doorway. You had never seen him without his Serpent jacket before, he was just in a gray t-shirt and dark green plaid pajama pants. He looked softer, and less intimidating.
“Sorry,” he said quietly.
“No, it’s fine, I just thought you were asleep,” you said, a little breathlessly.
“I don’t really sleep until around 2 or 3 every night,” he said.
“Why’s that,” you asked, not really sure what else to say.
“That’s when I typically get home from the Wyrm,” he said. “Or I’ll be out all night doing a job for the Serpents,”.
Sometimes he came to school with his eyes extremely bloodshot and with purple bags under his eyes, those must be the nights where he has Serpent business. Sometimes Fangs would be out all night as well and you would wait up for him.
“Why are you so quiet?” Sweet Pea asked, breaking the silence.
“I’m not quiet,” you insisted.
“Yeah you are, you didn’t say anything at dinner,” he countered. “Also you barely ate anything, no wonder you look like a twig,”. What?
“What do you mean?” you asked, slightly offended. He hesitated, clearly rethinking his comment.
“Nothing, forget it,” he muttered.
“Forget what?” you insisted.
“I only meant that you’re very tiny,” he said. Well, this is awkward.
“No I’m not,” you protested.
“Yeah, your butt is the width of my thigh,” he said.
“How do you know that?” you asked.
“Uh, idk, I can just tell,” he said, regretting saying anything.
“Why are you looking at my butt?” you challenged him.
“I wasn’t, I was just making an observation,” he said defensively.
“Yeah okay whatever,” you said. You pulled out a chair and sat down. He pulled out the chair next to you and sat down as well, his long legs almost hitting your legs. He always looked so funny in chairs because he dwarfed any chair he sat in. A minute went by.
“So, have you ever thought about joining the Serpents?” he asked.
“Why would I do that? I would have to dance,” you said.
“Yeah but it’s not that bad,” he said. “It goes by really fast and nobody really cares,”.
“I care, I can’t do that, not in front of people,” you said.
“Sure you can, it’s not that hard,” he said.
“And how would you know this?” you ask.
“Because it’s just a little dance,” he said.
“It’s more than that, I would have to strip in front of the whole gang,” you fret.
“Not completely, plus, you’ve already done that,” he added.
“What?? No I haven’t,” you demanded.
“Yeah you have, remember that time you and Toni were dancing on the table at that pool party, then you guys stripped down into just your bikinis and dived into the pool?” he recounted.
“Yeah but not that many people were even watching,” you said.
“Oh, everyone was watching, and whistling,” he said. “Even me,”.
“You were,” you asked, alarmed. This was absolutely mortifying.
“Of course. It was really hot,” he said. “Not Toni, I don’t think about her like that,”. He winked at you. You flushed a deep red. You didn’t know whether to be flattered or insulted. On one hand, you didn’t like the idea of Sweet Pea whistling at you like that, but him thinking you were hot was exciting. It was wrong, but it felt so good. You didn’t really know what to say next.
“You, you think I’m hot?” you asked timidly.
“Hell yeah,” Sweet Pea said softly. “I just never really thought you were someone I would actually pursue.
“Cuz we’re different, you and me. You study a lot and are generally a good girl. I, on the other hand, ditch school and get into fights on a nightly basis. You really deserve better than that,” he explained. You were surprised, Sweet Pea had never really talked to you before, maybe a few words here and there, but now he was completely revealing himself to you in a very open and honest way.
“Fangs does a lot of questionable things and I still love him to death,” you said.
“Yeah, but that’s different, he’s your brother,” Sweet Pea said. There was more silence.
“But really, why do you always avoid me?” he asked. You looked up at him and he was staring intently into your eyes. You had difficulty forming the words.
“Because I’m kinda scared of you, sometimes,” you finally admitted. His eyebrow raised slightly.
“I scare you?” he repeated.
“A little,” you said meekly.
“Well, physically you are very intimidating, and you always seem angry and ready to kill someone, and I don’t want to die,” you said.
“I am always ready for a fight,” he admitted. “But I only hurt my enemies. I fight to protect my family and friends. I would never hurt you, you’re too important to me,”.
“I am?” you asked incredulously. He blushed, clearly not realizing what he just admitted.
“Well, uh, idk,” he stuttered, rubbing the back of his neck. “Ah fuck it, I like you okay, I’ve liked you for a while,”. What? Sweet Pea had feelings? And they were for you? What a night this was shaping up to be.
“I didn’t realize you felt like that,” you said.
“Yeah, ‘cause apparently you avoid me,” he said.
“Sorry,” you say, not really knowing what else to say.
“Y/n, would you like to go on a date with me?” he asked, a tad timidly.
“Yes, I would love to,” you said, blushing even more. You felt giddy. You had a boyfriend now! You had never had one before. He leaned over and kissed you. You kissed him back. Then, he started to kiss you more hungrily, grabbing your head and running his fingers through your hair. Then, he pushed you up against the wall and pressed his pelvis into yours. Both of you were grabbing at each other like you depended on the other for survival.
“What’s going on!” Fangs exclaimed. You looked over Sweet Pea’s shoulder to see Fangs standing in the doorway looking unimpressed.
“Sweet Pea, I have you over one night and you decide to fuck my sister? What the hell, man? You know how much I love her!” he shouted. “And you, y/n, I expected you to have better judgment, I don’t want you to lose your virginity slammed against the refrigerator by my friend, you’re better than that!”. Fangs was mad, madder than he had ever been in his life.
“Fangs, I wasn’t losing my virginity, we were just kissing. He asked me out respectfully because he likes me, then we got a little caught up in the moment,” you explained, annoyed.
“You like her?” Fangs asked Sweet Pea.
“Yes,” Sweet Pea replied.
“Okay fine, but no sex in my kitchen, or at all, but especially the kitchen!” Fangs was utterly disgusted. He left the room to go back to bed and you led Sweet Pea upstairs to your room to continue what you had started downstairs.
*So I just want to apologize for that horrifically cheesy and inaccurate make out scene. I clearly have no experience in his field😂 I just wanted to make it a little more scandalous than usual because this was originally a smut prompt and I felt bad for not writing it that way. However, considering the lack of knowledge shown here, I think it’s pretty clear that I could not write smut. So hopefully y'all can enjoy the story, minus that scene! XOXO *
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