“Boy’s go gather up your loves ones. We officially go on lockdown tonight. Make sure all are here before then” Clary told the men around the table before he slammed down the gavel. The men made their way out of the room one by one. Happy knew that something like this was bound to happen eventually, he just didn’t really know when. Taking out his phoned going to his dorm he knew it was time for you to come down.
You heard your cell ring from the kitchen and you started to run around the house looking for it. You thought it was in your pocket but you guess you were wrong since you found it in the couch.
“Hello” You said into the phone not bothering to look at the caller ID.
“It’s me babe” You heard your husband rasp voice through the phone “Got a problem down here in Charming doll. We’re going on lockdown and I’m going to need you come.”
“Happy really? Come on”
“Don’t fight with me doll not right now, I ain’t taking any chances with these people. I already got Kozik on his way over to pick you up so he can bring you down.”
“You’re lucky I love you Mr. Lowman or I wouldn’t be doing this.”
“Love you too doll I’ll see you soon” With that Happy hung up the phone and you leaned back. You never had much to do with the club so Happy and you agree that not everyone needed to know about you. Happy said it was better for your safety this way. You weren’t out of the dark all together since you have met and partied with Tacoma charter before, they knew who you were but weren’t going to spread it around to other charter’s since they didn’t want to deal with the Killer himself. With his moved down to Charming you both knew everything was going to change. You were going to move down there with him at the end of the month once you finished up your job then the Charming club would find out about you but you guessed now it was the right time. Better to find out if they hate you before you moved down. As you packed the last few things you owned you heard a bike come up the road. Picking up your bag you made your way outside locking the door behind you.
“Ready to go meet Mother Charter?” Kozik asked as he handed you a helmet.
“What do you think?” You told him as you placed your bag on the back of his bike. He just laughed knowing you would get along fine with them. Starting his bike back up, Kozik made his way out onto the highway, where you guys would be spending the next few hours riding. You didn’t mind it as you always loved going with Happy.
Happy sat at one of the picnic tables by the clubhouse. He was fiddling with the toothpick in his mouth, wondering when Kozik and you were going to arrive. It was almost time to shut everyone up inside and you guys should of been here by now. Happy wasn’t nervous kinda worried but not really, he knew you were safe with his best friend and he also knew that you would still get in since you were coming with a patched member.
“You alright there Hap?” Tig asked as he took a sit next to him lighting up a cigarette. Happy nodded his head still looking at the gates waiting for a sign of you two. Tig let out a breath of smoke watching Happy out of the corner of his eyes wondering what Happy was looking for.
Happy heard the motorcycle coming up the road and then it pulled into the lot. Happy got up fast making his way over, spitting out the toothpick. All of the boys look to see who was coming as everyone was counted for.
“Who called Kozik?” Clay asked Jax and Chibs who was standing right next to them.
“Not me” Jax said as Chibs shrugged, they all look for a moment before heading over behind Happy. First Kozik got off the bike then he put his hand out for you to take. You nearly ripped off the helmet from your head not wanting to waste time. The first person your eyes landed on was Happy, with a smile on your face you rushed over. Jumping into Happy’s arms he caught you like he always did, giving you a short tender kiss on the lips. The men behind were frozen in shock and confused. Kozik walked past you two and spoke as he laugh
“You guys should close your mouth before you catch flies” Tig moved from his position to hit him on the shoulder.
“Shut up you”
You got down from Happy’s arms and turned to face the boys. You knew who most of them were already thanks to Happy but there was still a few you couldn’t place. Happy held your hand in his as he also faced his club.
“Brothers this is my wife Y/N” All of the boys were looking back and forth at each other not knowing what to say. They didn’t think Happy was a man who could fell in love with someone obviously they were wrong.
“Damn man why haven’t you said anything before?” Jax asked as his eyes scanned you up and down. Clay looked at Happy unimpressed and Happy could tell.
“Pres you gotta understand my role in this club, it was safer for her this way. I got more enemies than all you guys combined.”
“It’s not that I was just wondering how someone could love you” Clay joked as everyone laughed. He patted Happy on the shoulder. “Better make sure Gemma loves her”
“Gemma can’t be badder than Happy” You said for the first time. Everyone looked at you wide eyes.
“Obviously you haven’t met my mother darling” Jax told you.
“Even I’m scared of her babe”
“Aww poor Killer, Where is she? I want to meet her” You asked looking around for a women on the lot but couldn’t see one. Chibs was the one that spoke up.
“She in the clubhouse follow me and you can meet her” He left and so did a few other of the men that were there. Happy nodded at you to go on so you gave him a quick kiss on the cheek and went on your way.
“Seems like a good one Hap” Clay said as he watched you walk with the boys chatting to Kozik.
“She really is” Happy smiled as he saw you get along with the others. Knowing you were going to fit in well here with the others. This was now home for you both and Hap couldn’t wait to start this chapter with you. He wonder how he got this lucky. You made the Killer feel soft which never happened.
Request from anon for a Happy x Reader using the following prompt:
#7 - “Tampons? You want me to buy tampons?”
You groan as you lay curled up on your side, the first day of your period always being the worst. The random TV show that you’ve put on to distract yourself fades out into the background, the amusing characters not helping at all.
Your phone rings, a huff leaving you as you reach for it, not in the mood to talk right now. “Hello?”
“Someone’s grumpy.” Happy jests, and you can tell he’s smiling to himself. You feel yourself perk up slightly, the sound of your boyfriends voice having that effect on you.
“Sorry, babe. You coming round soon?” You look at the clock as it shows six pm, Happy promising you that he would be home earlier today, and you really hope he remembers.
“That’s why I called, I’ve just stopped at the store. You want anything?” he asks, your heart melting at his simple yet thoughtful gestures. “I’ve already grabbed your favourite ice cream.”
“If only SAMCRO knew how whipped you are.” you tease, pulling yourself to sit up as you smile down the phone. “Could you grab me some tampons, please?”
You laugh as Happy coughs down the phone, your request catching him off guard. You’d never asked him to get them for you before, but you’d been together for eight months now. It’s not like you decided to almost run out of your favourite kind.
“Tampons? You want me to buy tampons?” he questions once he’s recovered from his coughing fit. God, for someone with a name like Killer he really was a baby.
“Did I stutter?” you sass, enjoying your boyfriends squirming. You hear him move around the store, his boots moving around loudly. “The blue ones will do.”
“Blue ones? There’s about fifty different blue ones.” His tone is stiff and full of embarrassment, a smirk slipping onto your lips. You’d had to buy condoms in the past, and damn if you weren’t embarrassed. Now it was his turn.
“Yes, the blue ones. They’re the bigger ones, suitable for heavy flow.” You have to restrain yourself from laughing as you Happy curses lowly down the phone, a sound of accomplishment leaving his lips once he finds the right ones.
“You owe me for this, baby girl.” he warns, though you know he’s only joking. He’d do anything you asked him to, you having him wrapped around your finger, even if you didn’t know it.
“Maybe if you’re lucky I’ll put my mouth to good use.” you flirt, your tone teasing and seductive. You receive a growl in return, a snicker emerging from you.
“Behave, (Y/N). I’ll be there in ten.” You hum in response, pulling yourself up from the sofa.
“Drive careful, I love you.” The words never lose their touch, a giddy feeling rushing through you everytime you say it, just knowing that Happy is yours and only yours.
“I love you, Princess.” he responds, your cheeks flushing even though he can’t see you, a dorky smile on your face.
A/N - Thought I’d do a Happy request for a change since I’ve been doing a lot of Jax lately, not that I’m complaining ;) hope you enjoyed❤
There was only one rule at the Hideout; no problems. In
order to step into the building, you had to leave all issues and affiliations
at the door. The Hideout was common ground, an in-between, a meeting place. All
gangs of every kind were welcome. On the condition that you didn’t bring your
violence inside with you. Once you were outside the front doors, well – that was a whole other story.
Request: Imagine co-parenting with Happy after you break up from Happys infidelity.
“What do you mean you don’t have your schoolbag?” You demanded as you walked around the dining table, wiping the surface with a cloth as you went. “I don’t have it mama.” Your daughter answered. “Where is it?” You asked and turned to your daughter, a spitting image of her father and you laid your hands on your hips. She shrugged, letting her dark brown curls fall off her shoulders. “It’s at daddy’s.” She told you as she looked up at you through thick lashes. You sighed and tossed the cloth towards the kitchen sink and wiped your hands on your jeans. “How many times have I told you to bring it home, Harley?” She smiled, almost smugly, and shrugged again. You rolled your eyes and reached out, ruffling her soft hair before turning her towards the front door. “Come on, we’ll have to grab it on the way or you’ll be late.” You grabbed the car keys off the counter and shuffled your daughter towards the door. You had never been a morning person, and lately you had been fighting to keep your cool as you got Harley ready for school. Especially because she had started to make a habit of leaving things at her dads house every time she stayed there. She was only six, but she was smart and you couldn’t help but feel she did it on purpose. Co-parenting had never been part of the plan. God, back then everything had been so perfect. You were his old lady and he was your old man and he had been so happy when he found out he was going to be a dad. Even the rest of the boys had been in shock by how much Happy Lowman was smiling for almost your whole pregnancy, especially when he found out he was having a little girl. He was a good father, he had spent all his spare time with her and he had even cut back on his involvement with the club. But that hadn’t stopped things turning bad. Harley was four years old when you broke up. The ‘What happens on a run stays on a run’ rule had gone out the window when that blonde whore had turned up at the clubhouse and your heart had been left broken and shattered on the floor. He had always been faithful to you, at least so you thought but he had admitted to sleeping with the girl when they had gone on a run the month before. It hadn’t been an easy decision to walk away but you knew you couldn’t be with a man that couldn’t be faithful to you. You had loved him, God how you had loved him. Deep down you still did, but your mother had raised you to know you deserved better than to be cheated on and so you had taken your daughter and left. Of course you still let him see her. You had grown up without a father and you never wanted the same for your daughter. You hadn’t bothered going through the courts, you knew Happy wouldn’t fight you and you didn’t want him to. He saw Harley every week, she’d stay with him on the weekends and you’d have her on the weeknights while she was at school so her routine wasn’t disturbed. But Happy still came over at least once a week to have dinner with her and you loved watching the two of them together. She had his eyes, and his smile and your heart melted every time you looked at the two of them giggling together. Harley Lowman was definitely the love of Happy Lowmans life.
The lot was empty apart from the row of bikes when you pulled in. It was still early and you silently prayed that there wouldn’t be crow-eaters scattered over the floor when you walked in. You parked in your usual spot and jumped out before letting Harley out of the car. She hopped out happily and practically dragged you to the clubhouse doors. She was a daddys girl and she could never hide her excitement to see her father. It used to make you jealous but now you were used to it and honestly you were happy they had such a good relationship. “Hurry up ma!” She cried and you rolled your eyes and pulled the door open. She dropped your hand and ran inside, heading straight for the dorms and you followed behind her slowly. It was always a familiar sight and it always made you nostalgic when you walked into the clubhouse. You had so many memories here and it would always feel like home to you, but that part of your life was behind you. Thats what you had to keep reminding yourself. You weren’t an old lady, not anymore. You were just the mother of a members child, simple as that. The place was quiet but you were thankful you didn’t see the remains of another wild SAMCRO party. As you entered the hallway you saw Harley banging on her fathers dorm room door and you couldn’t help but smirk at the excited grin on her face. You walked closer and leant on the opposite wall. After only a moment the door opened and your breath caught in your throat when you saw him. Happy opened the door in only his boxers, his ripped stomach exposed and he wiped his eyes sleepily. You gulped as your eyes ran down his toned muscles and his intricate tattoos. You could never deny that Happy was sexy as fuck. “Daddy!” Harley cried and hugged his legs tightly. Happy smiled and ruffled her hair before lifting her into his arms. “Morning baby girl.” He said quietly, his voice husky. He looked at you and nodded his greeting. “She left her schoolbag.” You explained. Happy stepped back and gestured for you to enter the room and you stepped past him. The room was the same as it always was, everything in its place and the faint smell of leather. Happy followed you into the room and walked to the desk, Harley still in his arms and he reached down and grabbed her pink school bag off the floor. “This is becoming a habit.” Happy said to his daughter. She giggled and wrapped her arms around his neck and snuggled into him. Happy smirked and looked towards you. “I’ll make sure she brings it home next time.” “Thanks.” You smiled back. “We should get going.” “No!” Harley yelled. Happy raised his eyebrows and pulled back from his daughter so he could look at her. “You gotta go to school,” He told her sternly. Harley stuck her bottom lip out and fluttered her eyelashes. You shook your head but couldn’t help the smirk from forming on your lips. She might be like her father but she definitely got the pouting techniques from you. Happy put her down and ruffled her hair once more. “C’mon. Listen to your mom.” You held out your hand and reluctantly she took it. Happy handed you the schoolbag and you smiled at him thankfully. “See you tomorrow for dinner?” You asked. “Wouldnt miss it.” Happy said. Harley glared at both of you and tugged on your hand. She always got grumpy when she didnt get her way and you both laughed. “Say bye to your dad.” You told her. “Bye daddy.” She said grumpily and Happy waved back, a smile on his face as he watched you both walk out the door.
It was just after lunch and you had almost made it through the stack of paperwork your boss had left on your deck when you heard a knock on your office door. You looked up and smiled at the receptionist as she poked her head through the door. “Theres someone here to see you,” Lara told you. “Send them in.” You said with a smile and took a sip of coffee. The door opened wider and you almost spat the coffee back into the cup when Happy walked into the office. He closed the door behind him and looked at you, an amused look on his face. “What are you doing here, Hap?!” You asked and stood. “You weren’t answering your phone.” He said with a shrug. “My battery died.” You told him and smoothed down the pencil skirt you were wearing and you stepped out from behind the desk. “Is there something I can help you with?” “We gotta go to school.” He said casually and leant against the wall. A toothpick sat between his lips and he twirled it across them as he looked at you. “Is Harley okay?” You asked as concern filled you. “She got in a fight.” Happy told you and you could almost detect the pride in his voice. “What?!” You practically yelled. She was six years old! What on earth could she be fighting over?! You stepped behind your desk and grabbed your handbag and slung it over your shoulder hastily. Happy watched you as you rushed around grabbing your things and although his face was blank his dark eyes were filled with amusement. “Lets go!” You said and rushed towards the door. Happy stood straight and followed you, strolling casually through your workplace while you practically ran. “You wanna ride?” Happy called to you as you pushed through the doors to the car park. You turned back to him, one eye brow raised. “In this skirt? No way.” You rummaged in your handbag for your keys and Happy smirked as he walked to his bike. Finally you reached your car and you quickly started it and wound down the window. The roar of Happys bike filled the quiet street and for a moment you wished you had taken him up on his offer. You missed riding on the back of his bike, the wind blowing through your hair as you clung to him. But that life was behind you now, you reminded yourself. Plus, it probably wasn’t a good look to turn up to your daughters school on the back of a bike. Happy pulled into the street and you followed him, driving quickly to the school.
“You gonna tell me what that was all about?” Harley ignored you and walked into her room, dragging her school bag behind her as she went. You sighed and leant against the wall. She had been sulking all afternoon, and she hadn’t said a word in the car on the way home. The principal had told you and Happy that Harley had gotten into a fight with a girl in her class, and she had started it but neither of you were sure why. She wasn’t hurt, neither of the girls involved were but you couldn’t help but be concerned. Your daughter had never acted violent before and you couldn’t imagine what could cause her to react like this. The familiar roar of a bike echoed through your street and you opened the front door, waiting for him to pull in. You watched as he pulled into your drive, cut the engine and swung his leg over his bike before walking towards you. “She say anything yet?” He asked you. You shook your head and crossed your arms over your chest. Happy neared you and he reached out to squeeze your shoulder. “Mind if I try?” “Go for it.” You said and stepped aside so he could enter your house. He walked softly across the carpet and headed straight for Harleys room. You followed slowly but you didn’t enter. Instead you leant against the wall, deciding to let him speak to her alone. Inside, Happy knelt next to the bed where his daughter was curled up and he stroked her hair gently. “What happened?” He asked softly. Harley sat up and grabbed her favourite soft toy and squeezed it to her chest, but she still didn’t say anything. Happy continued to stroke her hair slowly. “You wont be in trouble, but you need to tell us what happened.” Harley turned to her father, her dark eyes filling with tears. “She said we weren’t a real family.” Harley said. Her voice was quiet but you could still hear her and you bit your lip. “She said we would never be a real family because you and mommy don’t love each other.” Outside the room your heart broke as you heard the sadness in your daughters voice and you couldn’t help but feel tears fill your own eyes. Happy wiped the tears from Harleys cheek before he spoke. “Thats not true, baby girl.” Happy told her. “We will always be a family.” “I love you, Harley and I love your mommy. I always will.” Harley looked at her father. “Do you promise?” She asked. “I promise.” He told her and kissed her forehead. Harley smiled and lay down on her pillows. It had been a big day for her and she was exhausted. Happy sat with her, stroking her hair til she fell asleep before he stood quietly and left the room. He closed the door quietly behind him and he stood in the hallway, opposite you. “You hear all that?” He asked you quietly. You nodded and met his gaze. “(Y/n)..” Happy said, “Do you love me?” You scoffed. “Of course I love you, Hap. That was never the problem.” His jaw clenched and he stepped closer to you. You stared into his eyes, the same familiar darkness you had looked into so many times before and your heart began to beat faster as his hands reached towards you. His fingers gently grabbed the fabric of your shirt and he lifted it up to show his crow you had had tattooed on your hip so many years ago. His finger traced over the design and you gulped. “Ive done a lot of things in my life, (y/n). A lot of bad things. But theres only one thing i regret.” His words echoed through you and you couldn’t help but place your hands on his chest, clutching at his leather. “I’ll never forgive myself for hurting you. But I want you, (y/n). I want you back.” You couldn’t deny the way you felt about Happy. You had always loved him and as he stood before you, vulnerable and close enough to kiss that desire took over you. His jaw clenched again and just like that you lost it. You crashed your lips against his and his arms wrapped around your waist, holding him to you tightly. A moan left your lips as he ran his tongue along your lower lips and you pulled him closer to you. “Are you sure?” He asked you between kisses and you smiled against his lips. You pulled back from him and grabbed his hand, dragging him as you walked backwards towards your bedroom. “Im sure, daddy.”
“You know smoking is bad for you” You causley said as you flipped through your magazine on the couch. Jax jumped up from his spot slamming his hands down on the coffee table making you also jump in surprise.
“Can you stop being a whiny bitch for once? I have had enough of your shit lately”
“Well excuse me for being a bitch that cares about your health. Smoking a few a day Jax is nothing but your hitting a pack now and that’s ridiculous” You spoke while crossing your arms . Jax stared you down and said
“You know what’s ridiculous is that a grown ass lady is bossy me around like I’m a two year old. I’m a grown man who don’t need your stupid ass opinions. I can take care of myself”
“Well honey this lady happens to be the one you picked as your old lady so you don’t like it? That’s your fucking problem. I’m trying to look out for what’s best for us as a family” Jax rolled his eyes, finishing his cigarette.
“Family yeah that’s what you’re looking out for” Jax scoffed as he went to turn to leave the living room.
“What’s that suppose to mean Jax? What else would I being doing?” You asked as you walked closer to him so you could be face to face. Jax let out a loud laugh, his eyes darken before he spoke
“It means you are looking out for yourself. If this kills me you’re going to have no one to bring home all of this money for you, so you can go off and spend it on bullshit” His answered hit a nerve. You were never one to back down from a fight but having Jax speak this poorly to you wasn’t setting right.
“Say it Jax we both know you want too” You yelled making sure your voice wouldn’t crack on you. He wasn’t going to see you weak that’s not what an old lady was.
“You’re acting like a croweater. All you want at this point is this cut that’s the reason your still here in this life. For the cut not me, and damn well not for my child” You looked up at Jax with tears in your eyes. Did he really think that’s all you were? Some stupid croweater that was only there for the cut and not the man behind it. Not wanting to be this close to Jax anymore you pushed your way passed him. Walking out of the room Jax followed you.
“Where do you think your going?” He asked as you picked up your coat from one of the chairs.
“Out” Jax grabbed your arm before you got to the door stopping you
“No your not” Jax said making you come closer to him, the normal smoky smell mixed with cologne that always warmed your heart was making you sick.
“I didn’t realize I needed your permission.” You snapped back harshly pulling your arm out of his. With not even a glance towards Jax you walked right out of the door. When it slammed shut Jax sank into the chair putting his head in his hands wondering what he just did.
After a few hours of driving around Charming you decided to go back home. It wasn’t safe to be out alone even more so now that it was dark out. Being the Vice President Old Lady means you have a big target on your back at all times. Parking your car outside, you took a deep breath getting ready to face Jax. One look at your face anyone could tell that you have been crying and you knew Jax would feel bad like he should.
Jax looked up from his seat at the kitchen table when he heard the door open. Seeing it was you he quicky popped up making his way towards you. Taking your hands you try to pull away but Jax was too strong for you.
“I’m sorry darling for fighting with you. I know you’re not a croweater and I should have never compare you to them because I know and so does everyone else is that you’re here for me and not this cut. There’s been so much club shit going on lately and I took out all of my angry and stressed out on you. For that I’m sorry I know you’re just trying to take care of me” You looked at Jax you could also tell that he had been crying. He was never one to admit when he was wrong so you just thought you would come home and act like none of this ever happened but he had other plans.
“Jax I’-” you went to say but he cut you off. “ No you don’t say sorry I’m the one that acted like a complete dick and mistreated his old lady. So I made a few calls and what would you say about you and I going to the cabin for the weekend without the club”
“Jax I would love too but you do know you still need to make up for this a bit more. It really hurt when you said those things about me.” You told while leaning into his chest.
“I know darling” With that Jax laid a kiss on the top of your head before wrapping his arms around you. Happy that he had someone like you to put up with his famous Teller temper.
I wasn’t a stranger to violence with being the niece to a Son of Anarchy and the daughter of a drug addict, it always seemed to follow. My uncle Tig had done his best to take care of me when my mom was bad. He helped me get through high school and then once I graduated I got a job at TM. Even though I wasn’t a son, I was family, and they let me live in a dorm in the clubhouse for free.
Everything was fine until two weeks ago. One of those crazy fucking Calaveras broke into the club house. I had been in my room taking a nap when I heard yelling from the front of the clubhouse. It didn’t sound like any of the Sons so I slowly made my way down the hallway and peeked into the main part to find the guy pointing a gun at Uncle Tig and Happy.
I knew I had to do something so I made it back to my room and grabbed the gun Uncle Tig had given me. I quietly made my way back up the hallway and made sure the man couldn’t see me. He was talking about how he was going to kill one of them and take the other. I slowly turned the safety off and when I knew he was completely focused on them, I unloaded the entire clip into his back. The guy’s body fell to the floor and my hands shook slightly.
Uncle Tig and Happy came over to me but I was just staring at the body. My mind was trying to process what I just did as Uncle Tig was talking to me. Happy took the gun out of my hand and Uncle Tig made me look at him.
“You did good, Doll. We have to clean this mess up now. Go back to your room and relax, okay?” He spoke to me slowly like I was a child and I nodded. I took in a deep and shaky breath and went back to my room.
That was two weeks ago and I was still waking up, gasping for air, from the nightmares I’ve been having. I had barely gotten 7 hours of sleep since it happened. I sighed and put my head in my hands. Fuck, I need a goddamn drink. I threw the blankets off of me and got out of bed. I was wearing a TM shirt and some PJ shorts, so I shivered slightly as the wind hit my body.
There had been a SAMCRO party tonight so when everyone started passing out drunk, I went to sleep that only lasted an hour. Now I was trying to make my way over the bodies of croweaters and sons and get to the bar. I poured myself some whiskey and leaned against the counter.
“Shouldn’t you be asleep?” A voice rasped from the doorway. I jumped and spilled some of the whiskey on my shirt.
“Shit! What the hell are you doing up here? Shouldn’t you be in the back getting sucked off by a croweater.” I glared at Happy. He smirked at me and shrugged. I rolled my eyes as I knew that would be the best I was going to get. “I couldn’t sleep.” I answered his earlier question.
He came over to me and set the glass down on the counter. I looked up at him confused as he just stared at me. It was awkward and I wanted to look away but something in me wouldn’t let me. He reached his hand up and lightly cupped the side of my face. His thumb brushed the underside of my eye softly.
“Nightmares?” He asked simply. I couldn’t lie to him so I just nodded my head. He looked around the room to make sure everyone was asleep still and then he looked back at me. He took his hand away.
“I had them after my first time too.” He told me.
“After your first kill?” I asked and he nodded. “When will it go away?”
“Depends, mine went away after I got used to killing.” He shrugged. I let out a scoff.
“Thanks, Hap very helpful. I’ll just go out and slaughter 10 more people.” I said sarcastically and he gave me an amused look.
“Want help?” He asked and chuckled as I playfully hit him.
“I’m serious Hap. I’ve only gotten 7 hours of sleep in the past two weeks.” I told him.
“Don’t drink or take pills to try and sleep. I don’t need you getting addicted.” Hap said.
“Fine, give me something useful and I won’t.” I told him. He pulled something out of his back pocket and handed it to me. I took it and smiled as I realized it was chocolate.
“My ma used to give me chocolate before bed if I had a nightmare the night before.” He told me.
“Thanks, Happy.” I kissed his cheek softly.
“Yeah, go attempt to get some sleep, little girl.” He nodded towards the dorms. I giggled and headed back to my room. I knew I wasn’t going to be able to sleep tonight so I turned on the tv and watched it until it was time to work. Besides for yawning so much I thought my jaw was going to pop off, nothing unusual happened. That night the clubhouse was quiet and I headed to bed at a semi-decent time.
I broke off a piece of chocolate from the bar that Happy gave me and ate it. I changed into Pjs and got into bed. I closed my eyes and passed out quickly. The chocolate failed and this time when I woke up I wasn’t gasping for air, I was screaming. Not too loud to wake up the whole clubhouse but loud enough that anyone outside of my door would of heard me. Which was why when my door opened and someone came over to me, I wasn’t that surprised. When they reached me I had managed to stop screaming but I had moved into sobbing so hard I couldn’t breath.
The person sat on my bed and pulled me into their arms. They rocked me softly and stroked my hair until I calmed down. I didn’t know who it was yet but I was thankful they came in. My body relaxed into them as I finally managed to stop crying. I looked up at them and was surprised to find that it was Happy who had come to comfort me.
“Hap?” I asked. He grunted in response. “Can… will you… stay in here with me please?” He looked at me and nodded after a minute. He set me down and went to close the door. I was still shaking slightly and got back underneath the covers.
“Do you mind?” Happy asked gesturing to his clothes.
“No I’ve seen you shirtless before Hap.” I said. He smirked and rolled his eyes at my answer. He took off his t-shirt and his jeans which made me swallow a little but I made sure that didn’t show. He got in on the other side of the bed. I looked over at him, he sighed and put his arm up and nodded. I cuddled into his side and laid my head on his chest. He wrapped his arm around me and traced light circles over my arm with with fingers. Between that and listening to his heartbeat, I feel asleep quickly again.
I woke up the next morning to my pillow snoring. I opened my eyes confused and saw a bare chest under my head. I lifted my head off of it and looked up to find Happy. Everything came back to me. I smiled at Happy and tried to get up but his arm was wrapped around my tightly. His hand had also somehow snaked it’s way under my shirt during the night and he had a firm grip on my stomach. I glared up at him as I gave up on trying to get out of his grasp.
“Hap. Hap!” I said while poking him in the stomach. He stirred slightly but didn’t wake up. “Hap!” I said again and then squealed as he rolled on top of me, still asleep. Well most of him anyways, something else was wide awake and he groaned as it pressed against me. I freaked out and punched him in the shoulder. “Hap!”
This time he woke up with a growl. His hand that wasn’t in my shirt grabbed my hand that hit his shoulder. I stayed still as his eyes opened and he seemed to realize what happened. He let go of my hand and jumped off of me fast.
“Sorry.” He said. I sighed and sat up.
“It’s okay. I freaked out when you rolled on top of me. Thought your fat ass was going to crush me.” I joked and he chuckled.
“Thanks…” He rolled his eyes at me. I smiled.
“Thanks for last night.” I said softly and he nodded. He grabbed his clothes and started putting them on. Once he was finished he turned to leave. “Hap!” He turned to me.
“Yeah?” He asked.
“Can you…” I started and coughed embarrassed. “Can you stay again tonight?” I finally managed. He nodded and left. I smiled and got ready for the day feeling refreshed for the first time in a while.
Happy and I developed a pattern.Every night Happy comes into my room once everyone is asleep and leaves before everyone wakes up. It has been two months since we’ve started this and while Happy chased away the nightmares, he also brought on a plague of making me so horny that I was seriously considering jumping him. Every fucking morning either his morning wood is pressed into me or his hand is groping my body.
I don’t want to bring it up because I don’t want him to stop staying. I’ve slept better in the past two months then I have my whole life. I wanted Happy badly though. Maybe instead of saying anything, I should test the waters out a bit. I smirked as I thought of what I could do. The dorm was slightly hot and that could work in my favor.
A knock came on the door before it opened and Happy walked in. As soon as he walked in, he began to strip and as I was watching him, I decided to go for it. I moved up into a sitting position and pulled my tank top off. I had my bra on still but Happy’s eyes got wide as I took off the tank.
“What are you doing?” He asked. His voice seemed slightly lower.
“It’s hot.” I shrugged. He nodded and got into bed beside me. I turned on my side and patted my hip. He sighed and wrapped an arm around me while pulling me against his chest.
“Those fucking metal things on your bra are digging into my chest.” He grumbled after a couple minutes. I smirked and looked back at him.
“You want me to take it off, Hap?” I asked in a playful voice and he glared at me.
“Go to sleep little girl.” He said and cuddled into me more. I laid my head back down. The front of his pants were pressed into my ass now. I smirked and moved like I was trying to get comfy while pressing my ass right into his cock. I heard him growl slightly. I pretended like I didn’t notice and moved again, grinding my ass into his cock. His hand grabbed my hip so hard that I thought he was going to break it. “Don’t move again little girl.” He growled in my ear, causing my pussy to soak my panties.
“Why? You like that Happy?” I said referring to the erection I could feel pressed against my ass now. He gripped my hip harder, if that was possible. and I let out a little hiss of pain.
“You don’t want me to like it.” Happy growled again. I bit back a moan and looked back at him. Our faces were so close that his nose was touching mine.
“Yes I do.” I looked him dead in the eyes as I said that and took his hand on my hip. I moved it to my pussy so he could feel that my shorts were even soaked. His eyes closed as he felt how wet I was and his breathing was heavy. “I need you.” When I said this, it was like something snapped in him.
He growled and shoved his fingers hard against my covered pussy. I moaned as he ground his cock against my ass. He bit my earlobe and I let out a gasp. He moved down to my neck and kissed and sucked on it. He took his hand away from my pussy and yanked down my shorts. He slapped my ass hard and I moaned loudly. He lifted my leg over his as he continued to rub his cock against my ass. He ghosted his fingers over ,my pussy and lightly circled my clit. He slammed two fingers into my pussy and started pumping in and out.
“Fuck! Happy!” I moaned loudly. He growled and bit my neck and then kissed up to my ear.
“Quiet little girl.” He chuckled in my ear. “Unless you want your Uncle to come in here.” He speed up his fingers and I moaned louder. “You want him to catch you with the killer, little girl?”
“Mmmmm Happy, please!” I begged not really sure what I wanted.
“What do you want, little girl.” His fingers moved harder and faster. “Use your words baby.”
“I… I want…” I moan loudly as he moved his fingers faster. “Fuck! I want your cock!” I practically yelled. He pulled away and tore my shorts off of me. He took off his boxers and looked over my body.
“Fuck! Take off your bra, little girl.” He ordered. I took it off and laid back down. “Who’s are you?”
“What?” I asked, surprised. He grabbed my legs and pulled me down the bed to him. He pulled my legs apart and smacked my pussy hard. My hips bucked hard and he smirked.
“Who’s are you, little girl?” He growled.
“I’m yours!” I moaned. He flipped me over so my back was facing him. He tucked my knees under me and slightly to the side so I was spread out for him. He smacked my ass again and I moaned loudly. He leaned down and kissed my back softly. He put one hand where he kissed and pressed down lightly and put his other hand on the side of my head with my face towards the side. His hand slid off my back and he took his cock and pushed his cock into my entrance. When he pushed slightly into me, he put his hand back on the spot on my back.
He used all his force to thrust into me. Pushing me right into the mattress. My mouth opened wide as he began to pound me into the mattress. He pushed my head and back down as he kept thrusting long, hard strokes into me. He used the angle I was at to thrust deeply into me, hitting my g spot everytime. His balls and hips were bouncing off my ass as he thrusted. I gripped the bed and my moans turned into gasps and screams as he pounded the fuck out of me.
The bed creaked and groaned under us and slammed into the wall over and over again. Happy was grunting and his hand was bruising my back. My nails were ripping holes into my sheets as I pulled downward on them.
“Fuck! God Happy, I’m fuck!” I screamed out. He growled and moved faster. I came hard not long after that. He thrusted in deep and came hard. Our bodies shook hard as we settled down. He pulled out of me and lightly pulled his hands off. He placed kisses down my back and softly rubbed my sides. I smiled and yawned. He lightly pulled my legs out from under me and laid down on the bed beside me. He pulled me to him and cuddle against me.
“Don’t forget that you’re mine.” He said. I turned around and faced him. He looked down at me and I kissed him. He kissed back and I cupped his cheek. He smiled against my lips.
“You’re mine too.” I told him.
“I can live with that, little girl.” He told me with a smirk.
(Woooo more prompts! Woooo Happy!!! Hope it is as requested and you all like it :3 Gif not mine/found it on google/credit to the original owners.)
-Him finding himself always having a good time with you and enjoying that you’d always try to make him laugh, making him realize he has feelings for you
-Him growling and getting himself into fights with anyone who flirts with you too much, only to feel better as you’d always seem to take care of him afterwards
-Him always letting you watch whatever you want over at his house, only to sit next to you and gradually get closer as he gets excited whenever you watch one of his favorite cartoons
-Him casually buying you chinese take out as he doesn’t want you to be hungry, only to always ending up eating along with you
-Him just always enjoying to look at you on a hot summer day, as you’d always wear lighter clothes, and not shying away from giving you compliments
-Him getting oddly shy as you’d ask him for a tattoo, only to slowly get turned on as he’d start working on your skin
-Him grabbing you by your waist or arm to bring you to his bike after a long day, as he wants to be the one to make sure you’re home
-Him not being able to keep his eyes off of you and getting speechless whenever he sees how sweet you are with his mom as well as with Jax’s kids or even his dog, only for you to just point it out at him and for him to deny it
-Him using the excuse that the club is in trouble with some other gang to spend his entire days with you or simply bring over his dog to you as he knows you then can’t refuse him
-Him being teased by the other club members for his obvious crush on you but constantly denying it, until he can’t take it and has to tell you about it
SAMCRO/Happy Lowman (GIF isn’t mine) . . . “Call Gemma,” Clay ordered Bobby as they all stood up from the large oak table, “Tell her we’re getting ready to lock it down and I need her up here.” Bobby nodded and pulled out his phone as he walked away, while Clay turned to the rest of his guys, “Alert your families. Go get them and bring them here if you need to. We need everyone here, it’s gonna get messy soon,” he grumbled, walking out to the bar and grabbing a beer that the prospect had opened for him.
Happy was tense, he was newly patched into SAMCRO. He grew up near Tacoma, born and raised in Washington, but when his mom got sick 18 months ago, she needed to be near someone who could watch over her. With Happy deep in the Tacoma charter’s business, he just didn’t have the time to care for her, so he ended up relocating her to California where her sister, his aunt, lived. His aunt had enough free time to watch over her, but he had patched Nomad anyway so he could be with her in Bakersfield as often as he could. Now with a lockdown imminent, he was faced with the problem of how to keep his family safe, without compromising their identity to the Redwood charter’s enemies. Happy knew better than to trust that a lockdown would keep anyone protected. Sure, as long as they were under this roof they wouldn’t be touched, but everyone seen entering and leaving the premises certainly gained a target on their back, he saw that with what happened to Gemma and to Jax’s son. So far he had been able to avoid all of that with his loved ones, but it was apparently no longer possible.
Request: Jax and Opie have a best friend who has a baby. Baby calls Jax daddy, which eventually leads to Jax and the reader being together.
Okay guys, it’s super hard to not have the kid have a gender, so unless you specify, I’m going to be picking a gender for the kid. If you’d like a specific gender, just include that in the request! Thanks! As always, you guys freaking rock! Xoxo
Y/K/N = Your kid’s name
“So, you’re pregnant,” Jax repeated the news you had just told him.
You nodded your head but said nothing.
“Well what are you gonna do?” He asked, referring to the baby.
You shrugged your shoulders, “I’m gonna keep it. I’m just scared. The guy was just some fling, and he wants nothing to do with me or the baby.”
Jax took your hand, “You don’t gotta be scared. The club has your back, Y/N.”
*Four years later*
The club did have your back, Opie and Jax especially. They were there for everything from the time he was born,every birthday, hospital stay, etc.
You were preparing for his fourth birthday when Jax walked in, your son in tow. The two of them had been sent to the store to get paper plates and other party favors.
“Mommy! Daddy let me get a toy,” your son told you, running into the living room to play with Kenny and Ellie. Your son called Jax daddy for the first time when he was two. You had immediately apologized to Jax, but he told you it was no big deal, and the name just kinda stuck.
You groaned,“ Jacksonnnn. His birthday is today. He’ll be getting plenty of toys!”
Jax laughed and put his arm around your shoulder, kissing your cheek,“ yeah I know, but I couldn’t say no.” As he said this, he ran into the living room to play with the kids while you finished setting things up.
“Ya know if I didn’t know you guys, I’d think you were a couple,” Opie said, giving you a side hug before leaning against the counter.
You rolled your eyes,“Shut your mouth, Winston.”
He shrugged and laughed as he helped you gather the kids around the table.
The party was a success, all of the children and SAMCRO having a good time. You, Jax, and Opie were sitting on the couch, talking as Y/K/N played with his new toys.
“What’d you wish for little dude,” Jax asked, joining him on the floor. Your son went silent for a moment. “Hey,” Jax said, “What’s wrong?”
“I wished you were my real daddy,” he admitted smiling, “Then, me, you and mommy could be a family.”
You couldn’t help the tears that came to your eyes as you gathered him in your arms, “We are a family, little one.. me and you and Jax and Opie.. no matter what.”
After tucking him in, you went outside on your front porch to get some air. You didn’t realize Jax had joined you until he spoke, “You okay?”
“Not really,” you said, “I just feel shitty because he doesn’t have the family I know he wants.” You noticed Jax’s demeanor change as if your words had hurt him. “Oh Jax, I didn’t mean anything by that. You’ve been great, Ope too, but you’re my best friend. I can’t expect you to play daddy ya know?”
Jax sighed, “I don’t call it playing daddy. I love that kid like my own. I love you too.”
You two had told each other you loved one another a million times before, but there was something different in this I love you.
“I’d like to give him the family he wants,” Jax told you, smirking as he walked towards you.
He grabbed your face in his hands, and you relaxed into his touch, “How long have you had these feelings?” You asked.
Jax shrugged, “They’ve always been there, Y/N.” The two of you shared a kiss before Jax wrapped his arms around you and held you close.
Request: Imagine having a tattoo that resembles a crow design and the Sons think its one of theirs.
(I changed the placement of the tattoo for this one, I hope you don’t mind.) Also Ive had writers block and managed to get this trash out, Im sorry its short and not very good. don’t hate meeeee
Happy leant against the wall of the gas station and lifted his cigarette to his lips. He took a drag, letting the smoke fill his lungs while Kozik purchased some drinks inside. They had been riding all morning, their destination Charming. Clay had called last night asking them to come down and they had both been happy to oblige. They were a few miles outside of Stockton when they had decided to stop at the gas station for a break. Their bikes were parked to the side of the building and Kozik rounded the corner, two cans of red bull in his hands. He passed one to Happy and started to babble about a car they had passed on their travels. Happy didn’t take notice. He tilted his face towards the sun and closed his eyes, letting the warmth soak into his skin. “Damn, thats the car!” Happy opened his eyes and focused his gaze on the old 1966 Ford Mustang that rolled to a stop in front of the pumps. He flicked his cigarette butt to the ground and crushed under his heel as he cracked open the can and lifted it to his lips, all the while never taking his eyes off the car. Kozik let out a low whistle when a woman hopped out of the car. She wore black jeans that hugged her thighs and a black tank top. Her long hair blew out behind her in the gentle breeze of the wind she lifted her sunglasses to rest on top of her head. She was stunningly beautiful and oblivious to her audience as she opened the door to her gas tank and reached for the nozzle. Kozik threw Happy a cheeky wink and grinned. “Cmon.” Happy followed him across the gravel and they both stopped next to the pumps. “Need a hand?” Kozik asked. She looked up and a slight frown crossed her features as she saw them both. Two handsome bikers leaning against the pumps, their eyes lingering on her curves. “Y’all work here?” She asked. Kozik chuckled and ran a hand through his blonde spiked hair. “No, darlin, but we don’t mind helping out a pretty lil thing like you.” She stared at him, a blank expression on her face before shifting her gaze to Happy. He met her eye and watched as she studied him. “I can pump my own gas.” She said as she stuck the nozzle into the gas tank and squeezed the trigger, her eyes turning to the meter on the pump. “You know, I’ve been feeling kinda of off today..” Happy watched Kozik speak, knowing that this wasn’t going to end well. She turned back to the blonde and crossed her arms over her chest, which only seemed to accentuate her cleavage. She raised an eyebrow in Koziks direction, waiting for him to continue. “But you definitely turned me on.” He grinned with a wink. Her face never changed as she stared at him and she shifted her gaze back to Happy. “Is he serious?” A ghost of a smirk crossed Happys lip and he nodded. “Sadly.” She wasn’t expecting the gravelly rasp of his voice and although he only spoke one word she was intrigued by the dark stranger. She smiled and turned back to the nozzle and lifted it away from her car and placed it back on the hook. Kozik let out a sigh of defeat and they both watched as she reached into her car to grab her wallet. As she reached her tank slid up, revealing a large crow tattoo on her back. “Shit.” Kozik frowned and she straightened, pulling her tank back down. The expressions on both their faces had changed and they both eyed her curiously. “What?” They both exchanged a look and Happy looked away and lifted a toothpick between his lips. Kozik shook his head. “Sorry sweetheart, I didn’t realise.” This only seemed to confuse her more and he continued. “I didn’t know you were an old lady.” “Excuse me?!” The shift in her tone of voice brought back Happys attention and he watched the expression on her features change from shock to anger. “How old do you think I am?!” She demanded, her hands on her hips. Happy rolled his toothpick across his lips as Kozik shook his head. “Your tattoo,” He said, as some sort of explanation to his insult. “I didn’t know you were taken. Who’s are you?” “What?” Her brows furrowed together in pure confusion and this time Kozik rolled his eyes. “Which one? Chibs? Tig? Juice?” She stared at him and then looked at Happy, her face blank. “Is he having a stroke?” This time Happy smirked and he pulled his toothpick away from his mouth. “Your tattoo.” “What about it? Its a bird.” “Its a crow.” Kozik stated. “Good spotting, Champ.” Happy smirked again while a brush crept up Koziks neck and she turned back to Happy for further explanation. “Crows are what some of our club use to show that a woman is theirs.” She nodded in understanding. “Well Im not anybody’s. Its just a tattoo, its not even finished yet.” Kozik perked up at there realisation that she was single but before he could bombard her with another pick up line she lifted a finger. “Dont even start.” She said to him and turned her back as she headed in to the gas station to pay. When she returned she found that Kozik had left, but Happy was still leaning against her car. She met his gaze as she approached and he watched her closely. “Whats your name?” He asked. She smiled. “(Y/N).” “Happy. Ican finish it.” He said, his voice low and he pointed towards her back. “I do tattoos.” She studied his features closely and nodded. “Give me your phone.” He passed her his burner and she scoffed as she turned over the flip top in her hands. “What are you, a drug dealer?” She passed him her phone and he added himself to her contacts. He smirked at her words and watched as she entered her phone number into the phone and passed it back to him. “Call me when your free.” She smiled up at him and Happy stepped towards her, closing the gap between them. He lifted his hand carefully and cupped her cheek before pressing his lips to her forehead. It was over before she could register what was happening and she bit her lip as she watched him walk back to his bike. She slid into her car and shut the door and gripped the wheel, knowing that she would be calling him tonight, and it wouldn’t be to finish the tattoo.
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