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' And Like Hell Is He Going To Let You Go...'

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So don't judge me BUT, I had this Kyle idea in my head and I just HAD to write it!

basically, you're Stan's sister, you grew up with the guys just all kinda hanging around a lot of the time so you just got used to it, not like they were your friends but yeah, but once you all get to high school, things develop.

CW/TW: slight sexual attraction implications, nothing else

Summary: On a routinary morning SP realizes all he needs is Y/N to get through the day.

Word Count: 1181

Warnings: Slight anxiety, and teen on their underwear… nothing much.

A/N: I personally love the soft side of every tough guy, so this was my soft SP, maybe some of the facts aren't exactly in order but it's a minus detail I think, I would love to hear what everyone thinks about this! Also, I'm sorry I haven't written anything in SO long, I have several stories, lined up, hope someone will be interested! And Y/F/C is for 'Your favorite cartoon"

Tags: @dancing-the-hellfire-rumba

    Sweet Pea lay on his back, Y/N’s head rested on his chest, she had fallen asleep about an hour ago, the t.v. was now off but Sweet Pea`s mind felt like it was running one hundred miles per minute, it had been a couple of rough months, the black hood on the run, Hiram Lodge buying and tearing his home into pieces, facing ignorant teenagers and most grown-ups too, Fangs getting shot.

    Sweet Pea felt like it was just too much like the world was closing in on them, that nothing they did could ever compete with the horrors they were facing. He wanted to keep her safe, but he wasn’t even sure of what that meant anymore. Year's ago when he decided to join the serpents it had been the first time he felt like he had some sort of control, he didn’t need to depend on his alcoholic/crazy parents, but now, he somehow felt like he went back in time.

    As the night went by he somehow found himself on a numb state, tightening his grip on Y/N’s waist, he felt her sigh against his bare chest, the feeling of her body close to his he allowed himself to fall asleep, hoping that by the next morning he would be able to find a way to get the control back, to protect himself, but mostly her.

    “Babe, wake up.” Sweet Pea felt Y/N’s nose nuzzling into his neck as she tried to wake him up, her words barely a whisper but he could hear the smile on her voice and a smile of his own appeared on his face.

    “Shhhh, I’m sleeping.” He answered although he felt fully awake even if he had his eyes closed. He once again tightened his arms around Y/N’s body and just like last night he felt lighter, this time instead of feeling her sigh he heard her giggle and his smile widen although he refused to open his eyes, now nuzzling his face on the side of her hair and neck.

    “No, you are not,” Y/N giggled once again and run her fingers through his hair softly kissing his temple, “come on, I want breakfast!” Sweet Pea popped one eye open and pulled Y/N on top of him, her legs around his waist and her face in front of him.

    “And there is no way I could convince you to stay in bed with me?” He asked softly and Y/N shake her head her smile as bright as the sunshine rays filtering through the blinds of his small room.

    “Oh Pea, you should know better than to get in between my food and me.” It was Sweet Pea’s time to giggle and her smile was the one to widen at the sound, she leaned down kissing him softly and for a moment Sweet Pea felt his heart stopping; it felt as if it was the first time she kissed him all over again. He remembered it as if it had been the day before. Y/N and he had been on a yelling match over a project they were “working” on but the discussion had gotten so out of hand, suddenly Sweet Pea screamed, “Why are you even yelling at me anymore?!” She glared at him and he was sure she was going to hit him so he was a bit taken aback when instead she kissed him senseless, just like she was doing right now.

                   He kissed her back and whined a little when she stepped back and finally jumped out of bed, fully aware that the serpent lying on the bed will shortly meet her at the kitchen.

    Just as Y/N had taken everything out to make chocolate chips pancakes, she was pouring the flour and eggs, measuring the milk when she talked again. “Come on Pea, these pancakes ain’t going to do themselves.” he chuckled and denied with his head. “I don’t think so sweetheart, you were the one who wanted to eat breakfast I was perfectly fine staying in the bed all morning.” A smug smirk on his face, to be honest, he was enjoying the view of her in the kitchen wearing his matching top to the pijama pants he was wearing, with some pijama shorts of her own.

    He felt the glare Y/N sent his way and chuckled again shaking his head and finally lifting his hands in surrender. “Okay, but just because we both know my pancakes, taste better.” Y/N laughed hard this time, stopping the mixing she was doing letting Pea take over as she prepared the pan with butter.

    They fell in a routine like they had done this thousand of times before because they had and as the weight of that statement sinks in, Sweet Pea felt utterly happy. An hour later the pancakes were done and they took a sit on the small brown couch in front of the tv, Sweet Pea set Netflix, nothing special, just a cartoon to spent the morning at peace.

Sweet Pea was sitting on his bed, boxers on and pants on his hands, thoughts of the night before clouded his mind, how could they go to the Wyrm play a game or two of pool, tell bad jokes between them and their friends and pretend everything would be okay, that Jughead would come up with the solution, or what could he do to avoid any other of his friends or Y/N to get hurt, he got startled by Y/N getting out of the shower, a long t-shirt letting her panties and the sides of her bra show, hair a crazy tangled mess and suddenly breathing wasn't that hard and the problems waiting for them outside didn't seem as big and scary as moments ago, at that moment he knew he just wanted to stay there with her in his arms.

“Thought you'll be done Pea, everything okay?” Y/N asked him, a small furrow of her eyebrows showing the confusion and slight worry lacing her voice, he shook his head and smiled at her. “Never been better,” he said truly convinced of his words he got up and tossed his pants to the side, walking straight to her, his calloused hands holding her close by the side of her face and her waist; he kissed her softly then, a smile playing on his lips.

Once they broke apart Y/N giggled, eyes still close. “Let's stay home, watch more Y/F/C and just… let's stay home.” Sweet Pea said making Y/N look up into his eyes. “You sure you don't wanna meet the gang?” She asked slightly curious, to which Sweet Pea answered with a shake of his head. “I just want to stay here with you.”