Jenna x Reader One-Shots

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A/N: Jenna x Reader

Requested by: -whveler

Summary: Y/n teaches Jenna how to ride a skateboard but Jenna clings onto her for most of the time as she's too scared she'll fall.

Also, I know slim to nothing about skateboarding so this is gonna be just my knowledge on what I know of skateboarding, so... I'm sorry if it's shit ahah

HERE WE GO!!

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Y/n's POV:

I'm back from the skatepark with my friends and I set my board down where I always put it and I look around and see Jenna on the couch, watching TV.

"Hey, love." I greet her, heading over to her, running my hand through my hair to get it out of my way. I see her glance at me before turning to me and smiling.

"Hey! How was the skatepark with your friends?" She asks me, as I place a kiss on her cheek and sit next to her, she pauses the show and focuses on me. I think for a moment, taking a deep sigh in and out.

"Uh... pfft, not bad, really. I tried a few new things. Mostly just messed around." I explain to her, seeing her nod her head.

"Is skateboarding fun?" She asks me, my eyebrows furrow downward as my lips purse up in confusion for a moment, she normally hates the fact I skateboard, it'd odd that she cares.

"Uh, well, I—I mean I... I find it fun. I like skateboarding. Some people don't though." I answer, truthfully. She hums and nods her head, her eyes glancing at the TV before turning back to me.

"Did you have your helmet?" She asks me, I sigh, letting my shoulders fall.

"No—" She sits up, looking angry at me, "...and before you get mad at me, I have a valid reason for not wearing it." I inform her, seeing her sigh and lean back.

"Why?" She asks, sharply.

"Because... well, my—my friends weren't and I felt like a baby—"

"—Jesus, baby, you could bleed your brains out if you mess up at any single point, you have to protect yourself." Jenna tells me for what feels like the 17th time.

"I know, and you tell me this every time but I am careful! I wear my knee pads. I've been skating every since I was 8 and I'm 19 now." I counter, seeing her roll her eyes.

"Tony Hawk has been skating his whole life yet still gets injured." Jenna rebukes, I groan, rolling my eyes and go to argue but Jenna speaks before me, sitting up and putting her hands out. "But if you wanna possibly hurt yourself, you do that. Just don't come crying to me." She tells me, crossing her arms and staring ahead at the TV.

"Baby..." I start,

"No, no, no. I just care about you but apparently that is wrong for me to do." She replies, sarcastically, putting her hands out. Playing the TV. I lean over and place a kiss on her cheek and rest my forehead against the side of her head,

"Darling." I whisper, softly. Her ignoring me. I place another kiss on her cheek, "Jenna." I whisper her name, yet nothing. I roll my eyes, playfully and place a kiss on her neck, placing a trail of kisses on her neck, her still trying to ignore me but when I move my hand around her waist and she tries to stop me, I kiss her sweet spot and feel her left hand shoot to the back of my neck, pulling me closer and tilting her head to make more room for me.

"Hate you." She tells me,

"You love me, really." I counter, seeing her roll her eyes and scoff.

"Yeah, as if." She counters, I use my arms and turn her body toward me, wrapping her legs around my waist and pulling her onto my lap, giving the right side of her neck the same attention as her left. "I'm still mad at you." She tells me, I pull away for a second.