Beanies And Negotiations (Part 4)

Beanies and Negotiations (Part 4)

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Beanies and negotiations part 4??

I think I’m speaking for everyone when I say we want more of Beanies and Negotiations!!!

Pairing: Jughead x Reader

Description: A flash to the past and a flash to the future

Warnings: none

Word count: 1,161

A/N: ok, I’m gonna be honest with you guys: I did not want to make a 4th part. I had written the 3rd part hoping it would give you guys enough closure, but you requested more. Now that I’ve written it, I couldn’t be happier with this ending. Enjoy!!

(Y/N), Betty, and Archie were running around, playing in the park. Their giggles resonated through the neighborhood, all the people down the street able to hear the children perfectly. Archie’s dad sat on a bench, supervising them from afar. He smiled at the three kids, happy to see his son so content with his friends. Suddenly, (Y/N) halted, interrupting their game of tag.

“Look over there,” she said, pointing her finger. She was pointing at another kid who appeared to be their age, scrawny and alone. He sat on a swing and stared down at his shoes. There was a grey beanie perched on his head, but it was much too big on him.

“(Y/N),” Betty hissed, “my mom said it’s rude to point.”

“Fine,” (Y/N) replied, putting her finger down. “I won’t point.” Instead, she marched over to the lonesome boy. His head snapped up when he heard footsteps approaching him. “Hi,” she greeted him.

“Hi,” he replied, looking puzzled as to why this girl was talking to him.

“What’s your name?” she asked.

“Jughead.”

“That’s a funny name,” she laughed, but she noticed his angered face and stopped. “I’m (Y/N).” Jughead nodded. “How old are you, Jughead?”

“I’m four,” he replied, sticking out his hand to show the number on his fingers. (Y/N) beamed.

“I’m four, too!” Jughead smiled at her and the two children fell into a small silence. Finally, (Y/N) broke it when she asked, “Why are you alone?”

“My sister is sick,” he responded, slouching. “So now I have no one to play with.”

“You can play with us!” (Y/N) offered, pointing at her two friends who were watching from afar. Jughead’s face lit up.

“Really?” he asked, jumping off the swing. (Y/N) nodded enthusiastically.

“Really! And then we can all be best friends.” She grabbed his hand and led him over to Archie and Betty. “Archie, Betty, this is Jughead.”

“Hi,” Betty smiled, sticking out her hand. Jughead tentatively shook it. “I’m Betty.”

“And I’m Archie,” he waved. Jughead waved back. The children quickly resumed their game of tag, this time, Jughead joining them. They played for hours until the sky began to darken, Riverdale turning orange under the sunset’s light.

“Kids!” Archie’s dad called out, standing up from the bench. “It’s time to go.” The four kids exchanged bittersweet smiles, waving goodbye to their newfound friend.

After that day, Betty, Archie, and (Y/N) started begging to go to the park every day from dawn till dusk. The four of them soon became attached at the hip, and you could not see one person without the other three close behind. Soon, all of Riverdale grew fond of the tight-knitted friend group.

Two years later, the four inseparable friends found themselves in Archie’s backyard. Their shrieks of delight filled Mr. Andrews, who was watching from inside the kitchen, with warmth. They had just grown bored of a game of hide-and-seek, and while Betty and Archie just sat in the grass, Jughead and (Y/N) continued to chase each other around. Suddenly, Jughead stopped, causing (Y/N) to turn around. He took off his beanie and, grinning madly, got down on one knee. Betty and Archie gasped as they ran over to watch.

“(Y/N),” Jughead started, holding out his beaning like a ring, “will you marry me?” (Y/N) beamed as she stared at her best friend. She took the beanie from his hands and placed it on her head, then helped Jughead stand up.

“We’re much too young to get married, Juggie,” she responded, and Jughead deflated. “But-” he perked up, “ask me again when we’re eighteen and I’ll say yes.”

“You promise?” Jughead asked, holding out his pinky. (Y/N) smiled and nodded, hooking her pinky with his.

“Pinky promise.”

Flash forward twelve years, after the first proposal and Jason Blossom’s death. Past the beanie incident and the flannel, jacket, and sweater incidents. After the kiss at Pop’s, and many more that happened after that night.

Twelve years after Jughead proposed to (Y/N) with a grey beanie, they graduated. Through the years, their friend group grew to include others, such as Kevin and Veronica. After the graduation ceremony, they went to the Lodge’s house for a celebration. The party was in full swing: music blasting from the speakers, snacks filling up tables, and graduated high school students dancing everywhere. (Y/N) had managed to get Jughead on the dance floor, both of them laughing at each other’s lack of dancing skills. She wore his grey beanie and a wide grin.

The party began to die down, everyone growing tired after their long day. Most people were sitting on the couch, quietly chatting amongst themselves. (Y/N) sat on Jughead’s lap as they both conversed with Betty and Veronica. Suddenly, Jughead got up from under (Y/N).

“Excuse me, can I have everyone’s attention?” he yelled, successfully silencing the guests. “Thank you. Now if you didn’t happen to already know this, (Y/N) and I have been together for quite a while.” Everyone in the room chuckled. (Y/N) looked up at Jughead with a puzzled smile.

“What are you doing, Juggie?” she whispered, although everyone was able to hear her. Jughead winked at her and continued.

“But something most of you probably didn’t know is that I proposed to (Y/N).” The crowd gasped dramatically, and Jughead smirked. “When we were six.” Everyone rolled their eyes and laughed. Jughead grabbed (Y/N)’s hand and made her stand up with him. “And she said no! Something about how we were too young,” he scoffed, and she giggled. “But she did promise me she’d say yes one day. When we were eighteen, in fact.” He got down on one knee, and everyone gasped, including (Y/N).

“Oh my god,” she muttered under her breath, her hands covering her mouth in shock. Tears began to cloud her eyes.

“(Y/N),” Jughead began, fishing around in his pocket. “I have loved you since the day I proposed to you. For a long time after that, I thought we were just friends, and I thought that you liked it that way. And it took me a long while to realize it, but with the help of some of our friends-” Archie, Betty, Veronica, and Kevin shared a smirk, “I realized that we were meant to be more. Now, I’m gonna try this again, and I’m hoping this time you’ll say yes. Because, you know, you pinky promised you would when we were six.” Jughead pulled out a small box and opened it, revealing a beautiful, sparkling ring. “(Y/N),” he asked, eyes full of hope, “will you marry me?”

(Y/N) couldn’t speak. She gleefully nodded, attempting to wipe some of the tears off her face.

“Yes,” she finally managed to choke out, laughing. “Yes, of course, Juggie.” The whole room burst into cheers, and Jughead shot up, placed the ring on (Y/N)’s finger, and kissed her.

Betty turned to Veronica, smiles plastered on both of their faces, and whispered, “Thank god for that beanie.”

Jensen's POV

So we are going to see a fashion show. I wonder what brand "I think

"Jensen are you listening to me" asked Jared

"What were you saying"

"Dude. We are going to see a Victoria Secret fashion show." Jared says

"Are not you married"

"yes, but Gen and the rest of the cast is going"

"ok"

So I got ready into my suit

Dangerous Angel That Stole His Heart Pt1

{this is mish, Jared and Jensen's outfits}

"So Jared. Who is one of the models"

"Y/N L/N. She is a singer, actress and model." Jared said

"Cool. When are we leaving"

"I don't know" Jared mumbled

"question in which show did she act."

"in Sam and Cat, Victorious, Hairspray" Jared

Your POV

I am nervous. Because I am singing my new song dangerous woman while I am modeling

I am wearing a red lacy bra, blue underwear and a nude leather skirt. {insert gif}

"y/n. Your on in 2 minutes" the stage manager says

I got into position and waited till they started.they started playing and I started singing

Oh, yeah

Don't need permission

Made my decision to test my limits

'Cause it's my business

God as my witness

I stare right into green eyes as I came to to to the end of the runway

Cucking Part 3 (the morning after)

Bang Chan x Jeongin x female reader

Word count: 2k

A/n: Most of this came to me last night at 4am when I was trying to go to bed and I just HAD to write it! LMFAO! @hityoulikebahng here's your McDonalds in bed love!

Warnings: Strong language/swearing, suggestive, m2m kissing, mentions reader being sore from the night before (not sure if that's a warning.) I think that's it! This is just a super fluffy, funny, day after interaction between them.

When you woke up the next morning your whole body ached from everything that had happened the night before. The ache made you not want to move a single inch from your spot. Unfortunately, the alarm on Chan’s phone that he was sleeping through the last ten minutes was starting to drive you mad and forced you to. You laid there, face down, and flopped your arm over to reach for the phone and turn it off, accidentally smacking Chan in the face instead.

“OW! My nose!” You opened your eyes but didn’t lift your head from its spot on your pillow.

“Ohhhh baby! I’m so sorry, I was reaching for the alarm. I love your nose so much! Is it okay?” You said sleepily, words muffled by the pillow your face was still half buried in. Chan rubbed his nose, blinking the tears from his eyes and reached for his phone to turn the alarm off. He turned over and looked at you once it had been silenced.

“It’s okay, just was NOT expecting to get woke up THAT way.” You made a pouty face at him as best you could being faceplanted in a pillow.

“I’m sorry baby.” You whinned. Chan wrapped his arms around you and pulled you close to him.

“It’s okay baby girl.” He kissed your cheek and gave you a tight squeeze. Even though you loved it when Chan hugged you tightly, your body was so sore. You couldn’t help the groan you let out in pain.

“Ughhhh not so tight Channie. I’m achy today.” Chan loosened his grip and kissed your lips this time.

“Sorry my love.” You shook your head.

“No, it’s okay. I just hope you don’t have any plans for me today because I’m not moving one fucking inch from this spot.” Chan rubbed the tip of his nose against yours and shook his head.

“You don’t have to. I made sure we didn’t make any plans for today.” You hummed nuzzling in close to Chan’s warm chest. Then unexpected signs of life came from the maknae on the other side of the bed.

“Is anyone else as fucking hungry as I am right now?” You and Chan started laughing.

“YES!” You both yelled in unison.

“Let’s order breakfast from McDonalds!” Jeongin suggested.” Chan lifted his head, looking over at him.

“You buying?” Jeongin finally lifted his head from the pillow he’d had his face buried in and looked at Chan.

“I thought you were.” He cracked a smile as his foxlike eyes narrowed at his hyung. Chan gave him a challenging look back.

“Gwi bawi bo?” Jeongin nodded sleepy and propped himself up on one of his elbows holding out his fist. Chan did the same.

“Gwwwiiii baaawiii bo!” Chan shouted. Jeongin threw scissors and Chan threw paper which Jeongin knew Chan had a habit of doing.

“SHIT!” Chan swore and the maknae laughed.

“Hahaha! I! WIN! I want a sausage and egg biscuit, 2 hashbrowns, and a small black coffee.” Jeongin flopped back down on the bed basking in his victory and Chan shook his head.

“What do you want baby girl?” You rolled over onto your back and thought a minute.

“Get me a sausage egg and cheese Mcmuffin, a hashbrown and an orange juice please baby.” Chan nodded and pecked your lips then grabbed his phone, pulled up the delivery app and ordered everyone’s food. When he was done he sat his phone back on the table by the bed and curled up with you again to wait on the food. You opened your eyes when Chan wrapped his arms around you, spooning you. When you did you saw Jeongin on the other side of the bed alone, laying on his back, hands tucked behind his head. You stretched one of your achy legs towards him and nudged his side with your cold foot.

“Come join the cuddle puddle Innie!” You reached out with grabby hands and Jeongin scooted closer to you so you could wrap your arms around his body and spoon him. The three of you laid there like that until Chan got the notification that your food had been delivered to the door man down in the lobby.

“Food’s here! Who’s getting it?” Chan asked. You burrowed deeper into the bed.

“I told you I wasn’t moving one inch today...” Chan and Jeongin lifted their heads at the same time looking at each other. Jeongin put up a fist and Chan raised his.

“Gwwwiiii baaawiii BO!” Jeongin threw scissors again but this time Chan threw rock.

“YESSS!” Chan shouted and Jeongin groaned out.

“What the hell you ALWAYS throw paper!” Chan laughed.

“Sorry about your luck maknae! Not this time!” Jeongin let out another dramatic moan and you started pushing his backside with your feet, pushing him towards the edge of the bed.

“Go on Innieee I’m hungryyyy!” He got up and sat on the edge of the bed, rubbing the sleep from his eyes and stretching.

“Okay okay princess, I’m going!” You laughed at the use of the pet name again and his tone, then stretched and spread out in his spot. He looked over his shoulder at you and cocked his eyebrow.

“What? I’m just keeping it warm for you.” He shook his head laughing and stood up stretching and groaning loudly. He grabbed his pants and put them on, buttoning and zipping them, but since he was coming back and going straight back to bed he couldn’t be bothered fastening the belt hanging from the loops. He found his shirt and put it on, also not bothering to fuss with buttoning it.

“My slides are by the door if you don’t feel like fucking with socks and shoes.” Chan offered. Jeongin with his fluffy, messy bed head, nodded and waved at him as he yawned, rubbing his eyes and walking out of the room. Jeongin put Chan’s slides on and sleepily made his way down to the lobby of the building to get your McDonalds from the door man.

When Jeongin made his way to the elevators to go back up to the apartment he saw the same neighbor couple he’d ran into with you the night before. The three of them got on the same elevator and headed up together. When Jeongin looked up he noticed the girl was staring at him. He politely smiled at her and she scowled back at him.

Her boyfriend noticed the look on her face and nudged her. When he did, she quickly looked away. Jeongin wondered why was she looking at him like that? Probably because he looked like a fucking mess. His hair was sticking up, pillow creases on his face, eyes still puffy from sleep, and he was partially dressed in half a wrinkled suit they’d seen him wearing the night before.

The elevator finally reached your floor and the doors dinged. When they opened Chan was standing there, shirtless, sweats hanging low on his hips and barefoot. His curls were an absolute mop on top of his head and his eyes, also still puffy from sleep, got a little wider when he noticed the neighbor couple in the elevator with Jeongin.

“OH! Hey!” Chan gave the couple a shy wave, a little embarrassed to be standing there looking the way he was. He turned towards Jeongin.

“You were taking a while, so I was just coming to check and make sure you didn’t need any help.” Jeongin nodded then handed Chan the drinks and held onto the bag. The neighbors looked like they were solving long division in their head. They were so confused trying to piece together the dynamic going on between you, Chan and Jeongin. Chan smiled and bowed his head a little at them.

“Nice seeing you again. Have a good day!” The lag was real. They were STILL trying to figure out just what the relationship was here. It took the couple a minute for them to realize Chan had said something then they both quickly started stumbling over their words telling Chan it was nice to see him and to have a good day as well. Chan and Jeongin made their way down the hall towards you and Chan’s apartment as the neighbor couple watched them from the elevator.

At that point it was VERY obvious to Chan that they were staring at them. When Chan glanced over his shoulder again and saw them gawking still, he decided to have a little fun at their expense, since they wanted to be so fucking nosey. So, when Chan and Jeongin reached the apartment door Chan stopped Jeongin a moment before going in. The maknae looked confused now too. Chan gave the neighbors, who were STILL staring, another quick glance over Jeongin’s shoulder then leaned in and kissed him and it was not just a LITTLE peck.

Chan’s free hand threaded through the hair at the nape of Jeongin’s neck pulling him into the kiss. Chan tilted his head kissing Jeongin deeper as he plunged his whole tongue into the maknae’s mouth. Jeongin was caught off guard at first but quickly relaxed. His own free hand came up and cupped Chan’s face as he kissed him back, his tongue dipping into Chan’s mouth tasting him as well.

When Chan pulled back, he bit and tugged at Jeongin’s bottom lip, then gave his lips a playful lick and shot another look towards his VERY confused neighbors before smiling at them. Chan opened the door, holding it for Jeongin, then gave his stunned neighbors a little wave before entering the apartment. When Chan shut the door and turned around he found Jeongin standing there giving him a crazy look.

“Uhhh not that I’m complaining buuuuuut what the fuck was that?!” Chan laughed.

“The neighbors wouldn’t stop staring so I figured they wanted a show.” Jeongin’s brows scrunched up in confusion before realizing what Chan meant. They both laughed their asses off as they walked back to the bedroom with all the food. When they walked in laughing you looked up wondering just what was SOOO funny.

“What’s up guys?” You sat up on the bed, folding your sore legs crisscross. Chan and Jeongin started handing you your food and drink.

“Well I think that couple that lives up the hall might not talk to us so much anymore.” You cocked your head confused.

“Why do you think that?” Jeongin rolled his eyes and shook his head laughing again.

“Cause Channie hyung decided to try and give me CPR with his tongue right in front of them.” Your jaw dropped.

“CHAN!” Both of the guys were laughing again.

“What!? They wouldn’t stop being nosey and staring so I gave them something to stare at.” You shook your head at him.

“What?!” He asked incredulously.

“Nothing!” You answered putting your hands up in surrender.

“I’m just a little disappointed I missed it.” Chan rolled his eyes and Jeongin laughed.

“I’ll make sure you have front row seats for the next time baby girl.” You smiled a big goofy smile and the guys distributed the rest of the food and got in bed. You were all so hungry you ate in complete silence and it was only a few minutes before all the food was gone. When you were done eating Chan threw everything away and you all got cozy on the bed again.

You tuned on the tv and had a movie marathon as the three of you laid around all day. When you all got hungry again you determined who paid for and who retrieved the deliveries with more rounds of gwi bawi bo. Just to be fair you even participated when it was time for dinner, although you won both times and didn’t have to pay or go. Chan and Jeongin both accused you of cheating.

After dinner you put another movie on and as you sat there between the two men you felt a huge sense of relief that, after everything that had happened the night before, nothing had seemed to change between any of you. You scooted in closer to Jeongin, made Chan wrap his arms around you and settled in to watch the movie just as happy and content as you could possibly be.

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