Dating Sweet Pea Would Include:
warning-mentions of sex and unrealistically high standards set for boys
him being big on pet names for you; babe, baby, princess, darling, love, doll, angel, sweetheart, precious
him being totally whipped, so much so that fangs, toni, and cheryl always find the time to tease him about it
he would scoff or flip them the bird, but smile nonetheless, knowing that he was totally in fact whipped for you
you would be the first one to say "i love you"
it took sweet pea a little while to say it back, not having been used to this type of affection
but once he finally managed to say it back, he practically never stopped saying it
like he would randomly whisper during the day into your ear that he loved you more than words could say
before you came into the picture, everyone swore they never fully saw that boy smile
never heard anything more than a chuckle slip past his lips in terms of expressing his happiness or when finding something funny
but then when you came, flashing that dazzling smile of yours that could light up a whole room, he knew it was love at first glance, not that he would ever admit that to anybody but you, never being able to stop smiling whenever he looked at you
around 7 months after you two became a couple, sweet pea remembers watching you as you danced with cheryl at the whyte wyrm, a bright smile gracing your face, a soda in his hand
fp sat next to him, a beer bottle in hand as he took a swig of it before speaking up
"you really love her, don't you?" he asked
sweet pea turned his head left to look at the man sitting next to him before turning his head right, back to your direction
"more than anything in the world" he said with a smile as he watched you laugh at something cheryl said
fp watched with a smile of his own, he had known sweet pea since he was 14, when he first joined the serpent, after his parents abandoned him
he swore there was no hope for the stone cold sweet pea with anger issues
so, to see how soft he was for you, fp swore he never saw the love you two shared before
"i'm happy for you" he said, patting sweet pea on the back before standing back up and leaving the bar
the piggy back rides were surreal
you'd just randomly get up on a table or chair and jump on his back, getting the chance to see the world from a giants perspective
like he'd just be standing near the bar just talking to a fellow serpent and you'd climb onto a stool and jump on his back
when you first started doing it he'd be shocked and quickly look at your face before realizing that it was just you, then go back to talking, used to your craziness by now
but honestly then he just got used to it and doesn't even need to look to know it's you on his back, used to the feel of you on his back by now
him always sneaking into your room or practically begging you to sleep at his place with him, you having to come up with a deviant lie to your parents; you were sleeping at betty's, roni's, kevin's, you practically used them all
he was big on cuddling, feeling you all through the night ;), always being able to make sure you're safe and make sure you weren't leaving him, something he had been completely and utterly terrified of after his parents walked out on him when he turned 14
he would lay on his back with your head resting on his chest, pratically laying on the side of him, your face buried into his neck as he softly brushed his fingers down your arm whilst you slept soundly with him
another position you two found eachother in was spooning; he would softly and slowly brush his fingers up and down from your stomach to your thighs, the shirt you were wearing, which had been his, riding up as he brought his fingers back up from your thighs, hands brushing over the thin lace underwear you wore before repeating the action, before finally falling asleep, his hand most likely still on your thigh or practically bare waist
being big on pda, not to the point where he would literally fuck you in the middle of the wyrm in front of everyone, but he wasn't afraid to makeout with you on the pool table or on a stool in the corner of the bar
losing your virginity to him was something that took a lot of courage, but after being with him for over a year, since you were 16, you knew you wouldn't trust anyone else to take it
he had known you had been a virgin and was in no way shape or form rushing you to do anything, but he was still a teenage boy with needs, who also cared about you deeply, so when you had finally told him you were ready, he had been ecstatic
but of course he wanted to make sure your were 100% sure for this, so he asked about 70 times if you were sure you wanted this, and when you told him you wouldn't want it with anybody else, he had finally been ready for you two to make love
so, you two had planned to do it the following night, a friday, so you could sleep in the following day, as you were sure you would be sore
he couldn't hide his excitement on the 'special day', pratically beaming through school, you two catching sneaky glances at eachother throughout the day, leaving you two smiling right after
toni, fangs, and cheryl could definitely tell something was up, but they didn't say anything about it, happy to see their friend this excited
you two had never shared anything about your sex life to anyone else, no matter how close they were of friends, knowing that was something that should be kept private between just the two of you
after your shift at pops and after stopping by your house to freshen up and prepare for the night; shower, shave, etc, and after telling your parents you were sleeping at kevin's house, you drove your car over to sweets house
you opened the trailer, being met by complete and utter silence
"pea?" you called out, taking your jacket off and placing it on the coatrack, slipping your boots off as well in the process
you wore a simple purple long sleeve, and black pants, going for a simple look, though you wore the only pair of underwear that wasn't totally littered in child-like things or too plain, even if it was just a simple white laced matching pair of underwear and bra
you stepped further into the house, your eyes grazing across the cleaned living room, before going to the door of the bedroom, once more calling out his name
you entered the room and what you saw took you at a lost for words
you saw a messy, but nonetheless thoughtful trail of rose petals leading up to the bed, candle lights dotted around the room, as more rose petals dressed the bed
you heard the bathroom connected to the room sink running, before abruptly stopping before you the door opened and out came sweet pea in his usual flannel and jeans
he looked a little shocked to see you standing there, as you were looking around the room in amazement, before regaining his composure
"oh hey you're a little earlier than i expected...i um...wasn't sure if you'd like this, but i wanted to do something special because i know how much this means to you, it's not anything big but-"
you cut him off by walking over to him and putting your hands on either side of his face, smashing your lips onto his, catching him by surprise before you pulled away after a few seconds
"it's perfect pea" you smiled, causing him to sport a matching smile because of your words
and so, you two spent the night tangled up together, becoming connected as one, with sweet pea treating you like a fragile porcelain doll the whole time
and after you guys had sex for the first time, it became an almost daily occurrence
rough sex (not to the point where he would seriously hurt you, and if he ever did or left a painful bruise, he would never stop apologizing)
passionate and meaningful sex
gentle sex
frustrated sex
stressed sex (normally if you were stressed about school or work, or if he was stressed about the serpents)
s t e a m y sex
but, no matter what type of sex you two had, afterwords he always treated you the same; clean you up, make sure you were comfortable, make sure he didn't hurt you, and cuddle up with you, only falling asleep after you were asleep, feeling comfortable going to sleep knowing you were safe in his arms
and you CONSTANTLY had hickeys and love bites dotting across your neck and the top of your breasts
you had attempted to try and hide them at first; wearing scarves, turtlenecks, using concealer, before eventually giving up and owning those hickeys and love bites
and sweet pea would never hesitate to take pride in telling people he was the cause of those, not that anyone really doubted it
you were close with all of his friends, particularly toni, fangs, and cheryl
you had been from the northside, but never found yourself fitting in with the whole stereotypical jock, cheerleader, nerds, emos, athletes, or any specific clique
so, when meeting them, you had been radiant to finally find yourself having friends that weren't overly dramatic, stereotypical, or judgey, well, not counting cheryl's dramatic but sometimes manageable ways
at the wyrm you would sit on the edge of the pool table near sweets, watching him play against other people, winning every game and bet offered
him teaching you how to play, guiding your hands to where you were supposed to hit as he lined your body up with his, pressing you into his hips, whispering in your ear when to shoot and how to hold the stick
but you would normally end up making out at the close proximity every time he tried teaching you
when you finally learned, him letting you win everytime just to see you happy, making you the only one to actually "beat him"
you often told him to stop letting you win, but he simply admitted to "never letting you win", and "you just being too good to beat", even though you knew you sucked pretty bad at pool
he wasn't overly possessive, not to the point where he would treat you like you were his property and he owned you, but he never failed to yell at someone or clock them in the eye if they talked to you or looked at you in the wrong way
and forbid if they were to even lay a hand on you, they would be knocked out cold with sweet pea being held back from killing him within a second
and you scarcely became jealous, because if a girl ever tried flirting with sweet pea, he would be oblivious to it or completely ignore it, you being his sole and only focus
but, if you were to ever get jealous, he would kiss you all over and tell you that he loves you and only you, and that you were the most beautiful girl in the world, causing a bright smile to light your face
his jacket essentially became yours
he would always drape it over your shoulders and feel a sense of pride seeing you in his jacket, admiring how hot you looked in it
actually, practically everything he owned became yours, as you would steal them all the time
his clothes
his rings
his brass knuckles
his pocket knife
you basically owned his trailer with him with how much you came over, and your stuff was always littered all over the trailer, from pictures, to decorations from your room you didn't have enough room to hang at your own house, to your clothes in his closet
hell, if you weren't utterly terrified of riding it yourself, you'd probably be riding his motorcycle around too
you were always playing with the rings on his fingers
like you two would be gathered around the fire with some other serpents and you would sit between his legs and play with his rings whilst they were on his fingers and he wouldn't think anything of it as he talked to a fellow serpent
you loved his rings so much that he gave you one of them that you always wore, sort of like a promise ring, so whenever you looked at your hands you could always remember him and how he wants to spend the "rest of his life with you", as he stated
and his tattoo, you were IN LOVE WITH, you would always trace your fingers over the snake as you too laid down, admiring how good it looked, and never failing to tell him you thought it looked amazing on him
"i know baby, you tell me almost every day"
it was often something that calmed the both of you down, tracing his tattoo that is, your gentle touch tracing his tattooed skin over and over until you two eventually fell asleep
you two would rarely fight, but when you did, if he saw even a drop of water spill from your eyes he would immediately rush to apoligize and beat himself up over it for the next few days, constantly apologizing, no matter how many times you told him it was fine
at first you were hesitant to get on his motorcycle, knowing how easily that thing could crash or something could go wrong, but after he reassured you about a thousand times that it was completely safe and he wouldn't let anything happen to you, you finally let sweets take you on a ride
and when you finally let him take you for rides on it, he drove especially careful, never too slow or fast, making sure you were 100% safe and in no way shape or form in any harm
you would always clean him up after a fight which, might i add, was pretty often, especially after transferring to riverdale high and constantly fighting with the bulldogs
you guys don't really go on fancy dates that much, you guys would just mainly hang out at the wyrm or the bijou, or sometimes go down to the quarry
but if he ever made enough money from pool, he would never hesitate to take you two on a nice dinner date
and as much as you loved to go on a fancy dinner date out with him, nothing beat staying at home, cuddled up in bed as you two watched some tv, or talked about your days as he admired your beauty as you rambled on and on about what happened at school or work earlier in the day
he loved the serpents and his loyalty always would lie with them, but if he were to have to ever make the choice, deep down he knew he would choose you over them any day