Sweet Pea x reader from Prompts list.
Synopsis: Sweet Pea drunkenly proclaims his love for you in a very public setting
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Sweet Pea sat on a barstool in the crowded, poorly lit Whyte Wyrm with you standing between his legs, back against his chest. Toni fought with Fangs from behind the bar and the both of you just laughed at them. You had a hand on either of Sweet Peas legs, his fingers intertwined with yours before he folded them across your chest and pulled you back against him in a hug. He rested his head on one of your shoulders and smiled at his two best friends.
“Hey guys, hey YN, you wanna dance?”
“You want to take a fucking walk on the freeway Flynn?” Sweet Pea sat up straight and answered aggressively before you could say anything. You sent an elbow backwards into his stomach and he huffed.
“No thanks Flynn, maybe later” you gave a little smile while Sweet Pea was full on glaring. After he sulked off you turned on the spot so now you and Sweet Pea were chest to chest.
“Pea, chill out” you put your hands on his shoulders and he leaned against one. His eyes went from your eyes to your lips and back again, he couldn't help but fall in love with his best friend. Fangs snaked a hand around your waist and pulled you back into him, you both laughing.
“Yeah Pea, chill out, sharing is caring” Fangs used your pet name for Sweet Pea against him and he hated it. Sweet Pea caught your hand and pulled you back, glaring at Fangs who only rolled his eyes. It was an unspoken rule that you were off limits, the only problem was that Serpents liked to break the rules every now and then.
“I'm going to go dancing, come on Toni" she tossed the dishcloth to another person on duty and followed you to the floor. Quickly Flynn joined the both of you and Sweet Peas blood began to boil.
“Dude chill out, that vein in your head is going to explode, here have a drink” he handed a pint to Sweet Pea which he downed in one.
“Woah SP, steady on you don't wa-”
“More” Sweet Pea was sitting, facing the dance floor watching you dance with Flynn and Toni.
“More!” He banged his hand off the bar and a shot was quickly put into it and then devoured. This was met with another bang of the mahogany and another shot with this was repeated numerous times. Soon Sweet Pea was more than a little tipsy.
Before Fangs could stop him, he had found his way to the microphone on stage, if not a little unsteadily.
“YN!” he shouted your name into the microphone and it howled back at him causing the crowd to flinch.
“Yn? Where's ynn?! Oh hey there you are! Heeeeey” he was hanging off the microphone stand as the majority of Serpent eyes focused on him. You and Toni were laughing but really it made you intensely nervous.
“So right yn, yeah hey YN! Remember when we were kids and you pus-hed me into Sweetwater river beca-use I melted your Ba-rbie with a lighter, by the way who let's kids have light-ers, bad parents! But anyway then you reali-sed I coul-dn't swim and you do-ve in and saved me” it was a barely understandable slur but you nodded anyway, getting the gist of the story.
“Well I have fucki-ng loved you ever since then! And I fucking hate feelin-gs so yanno, screw you for that but anyway-” fangs rushed onto the stage and tried to grab the mic off Sweet Pea, failing due to the sheer height difference alone. Colour had filled your cheeks and your heart was thumping like it wanted to escape your ribcage.
“Listen Fa-ngs I'll hug you later! God go hug Kevin we all know you want to-” Fangs stood back shocked at Sweet Peas betrayal of trust.
“Yanno what SP! FINE!” and then he stormed off
“Woah Jesus chill out, i sa-id I'd hug you later! So needy!...Where was I...YN! where'd she g- oh I found her, her middle name must be Waldo! ((Wallie, Charlie, whatever you call him where you are)). So for you Waldoooo, I have a present! Here's a little song I like to call I cherish our friendship so I won't tell you that I'd fuck you if you asked and I love you so fucking much” he cleared his throat before belting one note and then being tackled to the ground by Fangs, having decided he couldn't let Sweet Pea sing, for everyone's sake more so than his own.
Sweet Pea stretched against his comforter and was instantly hit by the pounding of his head as he attempted to sit up.
“Oh gooooooddddd” he just let himself fall back down, pulling the duvet over his eyes to shield them from the unforgiving sun.
“Morning Beyonce, care for some painkillers?” He peeked out to see you standing in one of his shirts/ swimming in one of his shirts, a glass of water and two white pills in your hand.
“you wonderful angel” he took them eagerly and then ran a hand over the growing bump on his head, marked with a cut.
“Fangs did that to you when he tackled you” you sat alongside him, munching toast.
“Why did he do that? Why are you here? Did you stay here?” he was utterly confused but found the painkillers gently soothing him.
“Yeah i slept on the floor after Fangs and I carried you home. I just wanted to make sure you’d wake up in the morning and didn't choke on your own vomit or something...and well he didn't want you to sing your little song”
“My little….oh my god someone kill me!!!” He buried himself under the covers
“It's all flooding back, does fangs hate me?”
“A little but he's more focused on making sure Jughead doesn't tell Kevin about what you said”
“Do you hate me?” It was mumbled beneath the covers.
“well I mean my dad, who by the way was there, isn't super impressed with you so I don't appreciate that but I don't hate you no...well not for this reason. Would I have preferred it if you said you loved me not drunk and in front of everyone? Sure but I'll take what I get”
“I'm sorry” he let his eyes come out from hiding.
“It's okay Pea, I know saying those words isn't easy for you and maybe you would have never said them sober so-"
“-i love you yn, there, I said it sober”
“Well that doesn't count because you're probably still drunk from last night” you nudged him laughing and he muffled the pain of the hangover. “Thanks for looking after me”
“Thanks for saying I love you first”
“Thanks for not leaving me drown in Sweetwater river” you chuckled lightly, pushing yourself down in the bed so you could lie next to him, his hangover seeming to almost disappear at the action.
“You're welcome,i should have really just let you though, would have been easier in the long run” you laughed and he nudged you before you continued
“I love you too Pea, you're my best friend” it was like being hit by a bus for Sweet Pea.
“Umm yn, Its more than just- I mean I love being your friend but I- what I'm trying to say is-” you cut him off with a sweet kiss. His hangover melting away.
“I know Pea, I just wanted to see you squirm”
“Not cool, I'm going to sing for you now as punishment!”
“No no no no no I'm sorry no!” but it was too late, he was howling and you were laughing at a volume to match.
