Reggie x Reader: Fingers and thumbs, baby. (Part II)
A/N: OMG your responses were amazing! Enjoy Part II <3 </p>
Warning: Slight Angst
Plot: When Reggie and (Y/N) have been bestfriends their whole lives but the universe had other plans.
Tell that sadist she
only have one more hour.
You ignored another text from Reggie, giving your red-headed
bestfriend your attention. The neon lights from Pop’s literally only made your
bestfriend more intimidating and unearthly. This week really passed by fast and before you knew it, it was a Friday and you are hanging out with Cheryl in your usual both in Pop’s while waiting for your other favorite person to arrive and pick you up.
“Is that cretin
annoying you again?”
“Cherryyy.” You whined knowing
where this conversation was going. Even with their mutual love for you, Reggie
and Cheryl just couldn’t seem to get along with each other. That’s why you had
to make sure you gave them equal attention which resulted to them having to
deal with sharing you every once in a while.
“Okay,” she sighed raising
her hands up in surrender. “This is
me,” Cheryl said as she folded her hands at the table neatly on top of
each other “, being nice.”
She mustered up a smile which quickly fell. “Now let’s stop talking about that dunce. I’m sure he was just
counting down the hours before he can have you for himself aguuuuhn.”
“Well, you did
lose the ‘rocks-paper-scissors’ on where I would be sleeping over this
weekend.” (Y/N) said as a matter of factly. It was truly comical to see
the two of the most intimidating figures of Riverdale high fighting over you in
a game of rocks-papers-and-scissors if you do say so yourself.
love and you know it.” Cheryl sipped on her – your milkshake – as if to prove her
point. She suddenly paused and looked up at you before squinting and placing a
red finger on her lips“Hmm, I
"What?” You did not like the
look on Cheryl’s face. You knew your bestfriend too well to know that whatever
is on her mind is probably anything but nice.
“I wonder why
he was so keen on letting you sleepover this weekend. Usually he always had
things to do with his other brainless groupies or his croonies that’s why you
always stay with me, so …”
changed?” Another pause before she flattered her eyelash on you. “Don’t you think..?”
“Don’t I think
what Cherry?” You asked, growing impatient by the minute.
She grinned mischievously.
“Don’t you think Mr. Mantle finally grew a brain and realized his one and
only love is in-front of him all this time?”
You couldn’t hide the blush on her face. Cheryl caught you too
off guard. “Cherry how many times
do I have to tell you we’re just friends!” You muttered, suddenly shy,
but you knew it was useless when Cheryl just rolled her eyes.
“Fool God, fool
the devil, but don’t try me, love.”
This time it was your time to roll her eyes. “I’m not fooling anyone, Cherry.”
“Not that i’m
totally on his side but what’s wrong with being with him anyway?” Cheryl completely
ignored you and your petty excuses. “He
is hot, rich, and have that football scholarship in the bag being the captain
of the Bulldogs and you have been together even before the two of us so I will
trust his faithfulness when it comes to you.”
“Plus if you do
get married and realize he sucks at the end you can always divorce him and live
with me in New York.”
‘were-just-friends” you wouldn’t have said no to my offer and that
university’s offer in New York if it wasn’t for him.“ She said, slamming
her hand on the table.
Case closed for Cheryl.
"Fool the devil, my darling. But "just friends” hell
even bestfriends, don’t do that.“
You stared at Cheryl to prove to her that there really was
nothing going on between you two but all she did was squint and you sighed in
defeat making her beam.
"Finally,” she smirked. “I was growing tired waiting for you
to tell mwah. When are you planning to confess?”
confessing, Cherry.” you sighed dragging the milkshake towards your direction and
“Why not?”Cheryl asked,
munching on a fry.
like me like that! And it’s fine. I’m pretty sure this … crush or whatever it
is will probably just pass.”
“Oh, honey, who
said anything about a crush? You’re in love with that simpleton. I don’t know
why but you are. And if he isn’t in love with you yet then he really is proving
everything I have been calling him right and you know how he hates it when i’m
just drop it, okay?” You nearly begged.
“What do you
have to lose?” She challenged.
lifelong friendship? The relationship I have spent my whole life protecting? My
dignity? My pride?”
“Touché’.” Cheryl threw an
unfinished fry at you and it would’ve hit you straight to the face if you
haven’t moved at the last second. “But
hon, you should at least try. Cause as much as confessing may sound like a leap
of faith, it would be better than regretting what you didn’t do, what you
"I know,” you sighed. “But it really is a hopeless case,
Cherry. I’d rather not waste my time and my friendship.”
“Look if you’re
not even gonna become the endgame why don’t you just leave with me to New York?
You got nothing left to lose.”
You glanced at her and she was seriously staring at you, ready
for this argument. “I can’t leave
“Why not? He’s
a big boy, (Y/N/N). He can take care of himself.” Cherry grabbed my
hand. “Stop surrounding your life
around him cause when he leaves you’d be left with nothing and i’d never allow
that to happen to you.”
You thought about it. Are
you really too dependable? Is it really the time to move on? Can you really
leave Reggie after spending the last eighteen years of your life with him?
“If …” you gripped
Cheryl’s hands tighter. “If all
goes to shit –”
“Oh, i’ll be
here, darling.” She gave me a sweet and comforting smile. “I’ll pick up the pieces.”
Your comfortable silence was broken by the familiar honk of a
familiar car. “Speaking of the
devil.” Cheryl sighed already taking her purse and placing too much
money on the table. You giggled as you crossed your arms with hers as you
walked towards Reggie who was leaning on his car.
ladies?” Reggie asked uncrossing his arms to remove his iconic letterman
jacket and place it on your shoulder.
You muttered a small “thanks,
would’ve been better if you didn’t graciously intervene, you ninny.”
“Cry me a river,
Cheryl rolled her eyes before looking at you who was already
safely tucked in Reggie’s car.
“Take care, love. Call me if it gets too boring in there.”
Cherry.” you giggled, waving slightly at her. “See you on Monday.”
She nodded before glaring at Reggie. “Take care of my (Y/N), you ditz.”
(Y/N), you psycho.” Reggie shot back before driving off.
You plopped down on Reggie’s new sheets as he placed his
letterman jacket on a chair. You seated yourself near his window to see the
stars.“Move aside, pup.”
he gently nudged you before lying next to you and wrapping your arms on your
waist as he used your tummy as a pillow.
You both sat in a comfortable silence with him just laying there
while you look outside while discreetly stealing glances. “Hey Reg–”
You were cut off when Reggie laughed at something at his phone.
You visibly frowned.
“Oh sorry, what
was that, pup?”
“What are you
laughing at?” You asked. He blushed.
name’s Veronica … I call her Ronnie- but that’s not the point. She’s …
really funny? I don’t know. I just …”
You held your breathe. Please
no. God no No, no, no, no–
“I think I
really like her.”
And just like that, all hopes, dreams, and every single crevice
in your heart was crushed and died.
“What …” you could barely
speak, your mouth too dry. The temptation to cry is too much.
“It’s just …
she gets me, y'know. She’s so different from other girls.”
You felt a pang in your heart. What about you? You get him –
hell, you get him more than anybody. What are you now?
You almost laughed.You
couldn’t believe you were now just part of the other girls. The other
forgettable, worthless, unimportant girls. The other girls that, once upon a
time, you were laughing at because they couldn’t get the one thing that they
wanted no matter how hard they tried because he was yours. But now, you are
unceremoniously shoved to the other girls you hated so goddamn much.
You looked away.
You swallowed whatever saliva was left in your mouth and cleared
your throat. “T-That’s great,
Reg.” You hastily wiped one tear that escaped.“Looks like I won’t be getting any texts from Geraldine or Sarah
or Melanie anymore, eh?”
He grinned at me but before he could fully see my face and see
something wrong I pushed a pillow on his face and he laughed, trying to get
away from me, giving me time to compose myself a bit.
“Yeah, I kinda
cleared the whole bench for her.”
to ruin something this great.”
He slowly crawled back to you and positioned himself once again.
You stroked his hair. “Me too,
Reg.” you almost sighed.