Proud Two [Sweet Pea x Reader]
Okay here is part two. I’m not sure how I feel about this one. Just to explain a little, you can decide if you think Pea and Reader have had sex before what happens. Unless you have sex in bright sunlight, I think seeing someone naked like in this story is kinda different. You’re mind isn’t really focusing on seeing the body or anything during that it’s more feeling. Anyways, I hope you like it. I’m not good with smut so if someone what’s to write the smutty part after this you have my permission to continue. Just link the original.
Summary: Sweet Pea takes you back to his house and gives you a bandaid.
Warning: insinuation of canon typical violence & high school students naked together for a moment & and Pea is probably out of character(but we don’t know much about him anyways).
Word count: 924
One swift move and Sweet Pea has you slung over h, piggy back style. You giggle with your chin on his head as he tells you stories about his final trial, one of which was how Tall Boy slipped in the mud after he gave Sweet Pea a boisterous hug. It was something that Serpents didn’t speak of out outside of the tight nit circle that Sweet Pea was a part of. By proxy, he told you. He trusted you though, with his life. Even before you pledged yourself to the Serpents.
A sigh escaped your split lip as you two finally reached the sanctuary of Sweet Pea’s warm home. You felt the immediate relief of your aching muscles in the small space and you couldn’t wait until you could finally relax on his bed. Luckily, his parents were not home yet. As much as you liked his parents, sometimes they were too interested in them. It was endearing but some alone time with Pea was something you thoroughly enjoyed. You slid slowly down his back on to the soft carpet and all but limped down the hall to Peas room with him following close behind. Once you were sitting on his bed he excused himself to grab the first aid kit.
You scanned the room, absentmindedly running your hand over his worn hunter green sheets, noticing all his little odds and ends. Posters of an assortment of bands covered the dark panel walls. One poster of a scantly clad woman bending over an old Black Impala. You smirked at that one often when you come into his room. You’ve honestly thought about taping your face on hers but you doubt he would even notice the change. A shift in the bed broke you from your thoughts abruptly. “You ready for this?” He asked with a small smile on his pretty lips. You couldn’t help but smile back at his infectious grin before you nod.
With careful movement he dabbed your lip with antiseptic, picking up pieces of dried blood. You hissed, “I’m still trying to figured out this all that was worth it.” It was a joke of course, it was all worth it.
He stopped dabbing and his mouth spread ear to ear in a gleeful grin, “It’s going to be so worth it.” You giggle again and let him finish his work. After your face was all cleaned up he placed a butterfly bandage across your temple and across your purple nose.
“Do you mind if I take a shower?” You ask quietly, “I think it will help my muscles relax.” He nods and hops off his bed, going to the closet in the hall and grabbing a couple towels.
Returning, he hands them to you, “You can use mom shampoo and stuff, it’s smells pretty good.”
You nod and head towards the bathroom. Once you were stripped of your cold damn clothes, you stepped into the welcoming warmth of the hot water. The quiet was also relaxing until the door suddenly opening startled you. “Hello?” You asked with an eep.
“I’m just grabbing your clothes, sorry to scare you.” You could faintly see him gathering your clothes. “I was going to throw them in the dryer.”
He was about to leave when you spoke, “Pea,” he pauses and so do you. You suddenly get very nervous, he has never seen you naked before (also vice versa) and you can feel your face flush a brilliant red.
He said your name as a question, “Is everything okay?”
You swallow, “I was wondering if you wanted to join me?” You feel like you sound ridiculous. You know you do it fact and it only affirms it more when he says nothing. You peep carefully around the opaque shower curtain, afraid he fled the room, to see him standing there with wide eyes and a face that rivals fresh strawberries. He makes eye contact and smiles so widely you think his face might split in half.
“If you are okay with that, I’d love to.” His face shows concern. You nod and he moves so quickly it makes you jump and he’s down the hall before you hear the dryer kick on. You step back under the water and wait for him to return.
Shortly after you hear him re-enter the bathroom and shut the door, you hear him lock the door. You are suddenly very nervous now. You feel silly again for being nervous, you’ve been with Sweet Pea for a while now and you trust him more than anybody in the world.
Some shuffling and zipping was heard and finally his tan fingers poked in the shower and around the curtain. You can feel your blood pumping in your ears and temple, the anticipation is literally making your blood boil. Once fully inside the only place you can look is down at his warm legs. “You are so beautiful.” You hear him say softly. Your head snaps up and you feel very turned on at that moment. He was the pinnacle of “Tall, Dark and Handsome”. Firm arms and tight chest. You blush heavily and he smirks. He steps closer and his long fingers snake around your lower back and ghost up to your shoulder before they land on your face. He slowly moves in and matches your mouth with his. The kiss is like fire and makes you forget every ache from before. You never want to forget this moment and you mentally beat yourself up for waiting this long in the first place.