Can I have a Reggie request where you're both polar opposites and sorta hate each other but it's a bit flirty and he like comes up to you during a football game and gives you his jersey or something in front of everyone??? I love your blog by the way :)))
*Hope you like this guys!*
It was no secret to anyone that you and Reggie Mantle were something; though that something still remained a mystery to everyone in town. The way you both heckled the other, the way you gave each other desperate looks, even the way that you two talked held notes of passion and interest, but then the next second you’d turn around and be taunting one another or saying things that denounced those same feelings. It may be clear that you two were something, but what it was might as well have been a mystery to everyone on the planet.
Setting down your lunch, you groan when Reggie straddles the bench of the table across the way, eyes on yours as he bites into his apple. Kevin glances that way, raising a brow before turning back to face you, everyone at the table trying not to talk about it. Well, until Kevin decides he’s had enough of this silent battle of wits.
“What the hell is going on with you and Mantle today?” His words are brash, making Betty choke on her drink as she gives him a look that asks if he’s insane.
You shrug your shoulders, tearing away the wrapping around the sandwich your dad made. “Not sure. He’s been acting off all day and won’t talk to me.” Pausing after taking a bite, you point a finger at Kevin and scrunch up one eye. “He hasn’t even teased me about my obvious stain on this shirt yet. And it’s a white shirt, guys.”
Just as you’ve said that, a voice rings out over the din of students chatting. “Moose, did you notice Y/L/N’s big stain? Looks like they spit up all over themselves.”
Veronica sighs, noticing you setting down your sandwich and straightening up. “Did everyone hear about Reggie Mantle crying over some chick flick the other day? I saw him at the movies, and he was sobbing like a baby.”
“Hey! That was a sad…movie…” Reggie trails off, people giving him surprised looks before he turns back to his meal, punching the shoulder of a football player who laughs at him.
Smugly biting into your sandwich again, you give everyone at your own table a satisfied look. “I think I handled that quite well.”
“Yeah, Y/N, good job pointing out a guys’ sensitivity,” Betty murmurs, picking at her salad and sighing softly. “Maybe if you and Reggie actually, I don’t know, talked, there wouldn’t be so much awkward tension?”
You roll your eyes, swallowing and shaking your head. “There’s no talking to a brick wall, Bets. All you can do is take swings at it and hope it crumbles sometime soon.”
Why your friends had demanded, nay, dragged you to the Bulldogs football game is beyond you, but that doesn’t mean you aren’t immediately drawn into the excitement that bubbles through everyone. Events like these were bound to have you brimming with pride and pep, even if you usually weren’t one to be so typical and school-orientated. Rather than scold Kevin for pulling you into the bleachers, you merely wave at Veronica and Betty, happening to see Archie among the football players and waving to him as well.
Just as you’re sitting down, Reggie comes running over, leaning against the fencing as he yells your name. Rolling your eyes, you start down the metal stairs towards him, raising a brow at his smile.
“What do you want, Mantle? Gonna make some good luck remark before you go out there?” You sneer, surprised when he holds out a blue and gold jersey.
“I wanted you to wear this. And maybe we could go out to Pop’s after the win, talk about the chemistry we have going on,” he says, shrugging a little and waiting for you to accept the offer.
Your fingers reach out slowly, brushing the fabric of his jersey as you look up into his dark eyes. All you can see is complete trust, affection rushing through you at the proffered gift. “I’d love that.” Snatching the jersey from his hands, you slide it on over you, giving him a sheepish grin as you head back to sit beside Kevin.
As you inhale his scent, Kevin starts teasing you about being a big softie for Mantle, but you don’t even think about his comments. All you can see is Reggie’s smile, and that warms your heart more than you ever thought anything he did could.