THE OUTSIDERS AND MORE X READER ONESHOT AND SMUTSHOTS

⚠️Sodapop x GN! Reader

TW: blade, sh
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You were standing around the DX with Sodapop, helping him do whatever he needed to do inside the store. When a group of girl, who were obviously fanning over his good looks walked up to the counter. You waved at them and they rolled their eyes at you, then the lead girl cleared her throat to get Soda's attention.

"Oh! Hey ladies, welcome to the DX, is there anything you need today?" Soda said, turning around to face them.

The girls giggled before whispering to eachother, he looked over to you to see if you knew what was going on. You shrugged and crossed your arms as you waited for an answer.

"Just these please," one of them said with smile and an overly cheery voice. You and Soda laughed a little, they didn't pay any mind to Soda laughing, but you. They took offense to it.

"Who are you to be laughing at my friends?" another girl said. You looked at them, then glanced at Soda.

"Here, you two, go outside and have a chat with her, I'll stay here with these three," the main one said. Looking at Soda with a very flirtatious look.

The two girls grabbed you by the shirt and pulled you outside, out of Soda's view, and started to pick at every little thing that they saw wrong with your body. Thankfully though Steve was outside and heard these girls, wondering who in the hell they were talking to.

"Hey!" Steve yelled at them, the two girls scattered away back to their leader. He watched as they walked off. "What the hell happened?" he asked you, holding your shoulder for comfort, you just cried. He pulled you into a hug and helped you inside back to Soda.

"Oh my god, (Y/N) what happened?" Soda yelled as he ran over to you. The girls looked pissed, and they shook their head and if warning you not to say anything. Steve noticed, and knowing you wouldn't speak up said something.

Steve sighs and says, "Two of those girls berated you partner for everything they thought was bad about them." He glares at them.

"We did, no such thing," the leader said. You looked at her angerly.

"You liar!" you yelled at her. She was so pissed at you, that her and her group opened up the drinks she just bought them and threw them on you, before leaving out the door.

You wiped off your face, and walked off to the bathroom, still crying. You locked the whole bathroom door behind you.

You turned on the sink faucet and washed off your face, then took a paper towel and wet the end, to wash off some of your clothes at least a little bit. You slammed your fists onto the sink edge, crying more and more. "Stop fucking crying," you said to yourself.

You heard a knock on the door. "Hey, you alright in there?" Soda asked. You turned to the door and then hung your head in-between your arms.

"Yeah, I'm... I'm fine," you said.

"Ok, if you need anything at all just let me know, ok love?" he asked, trying to reassure you

"Yeah, thank you Soda," you smiled to yourself, as he walked away from the door. "What are you doing..." you groaned putting your head in your hands, now resting your elbows on the sink.

You pulled out the swiss army knife from your back pocket and flipped the blade open. Looking at it, you ran the tip of your index finger over the cold metal on the side of the blade.

You looked down at the jacket around your waist, that can hide what you were about to do. Your breath shook as you pressed the tip of the blade to your wrist, causing a red dot to appear, and the dot turned into a line, and the line turned into line after line after line. And one arm full of cuts became two. Tears didn't fall down this time. It was just little squeaks of hope.

Hope nobody would catch you. Hope nobody would notice. And more than that, hope that this won't hurt Soda.

After you were done you rinsed off the blade and washed your arms, wincing as the soap hit them. You were so busy washing your arms that you didn't notice Soda standing in the doorway. "(Y-Y/N)?" he almost squeaked, he sounded broken and pained. You looked to him, and just stared at him, frozen in fear and shock.

Soda ran up to you, pulling you into a tight embrace. "Soda, how did you get in here...?" you asked.

"I have a key to the bathrooms incase the lock stops working and someone gets locked in," he says, with a pained expression. You looked down. Hatred for what you did, how you made Soda feel. "Why? Why did you do this love?" he asks, eyes glassy with tears.

You look down, at the floor. "They..." you start to say, but it feels like theres a lump in your throat and you can't speak.

Soda just hugs you tighter. "I think I know why. Just please... Don't do that ever again," he says. You just nod.

"I won't," you said. And he believed you, because you meant it. You would at least try not to.
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