Assorted SOA One-Shots & Imagines

Cancelled Plans (Happy x Reader)

Playlist: Moonlight - Ariana Grande
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You twirled around in the kitchen, swaying to the slow song on the radio. Today was a special day. Today was the day that Hap asked you to be his. Today was the day that he promised to only be yours. That was five years ago. Five years ago today.

You remembered your first date. It was a disaster. He spent so much time getting advice from all his brothers that he forgot to pick you up. He drove right to the restaurant he wanted to take you to. He sat there for an hour, waiting for you to show up. You sat outside on your front porch, assuming he stood you up. Why neither of you thought to call the other, you never figured it out. You blamed it all on nerves. When you'd finally given up, standing to go back inside and call it a night, you heard the rumble of his Harley's engine. He rushed up to you, a look of panic on his face. He couldn't admit his mistake. One look at him and you knew. You laughed out loud at his disheveled appearance. It was too late to make your reservation so instead, you invited him inside. You ordered Chinese takeout and spent your night watching B rated horror movies and drinking wine. Well – he drank beer, but that didn't matter. You were surprised at his open demeanour with you. Everyone around town told you to stay away from him. He was cold; closed off. That wasn't the case with you. With you he was sweet; tender. He was always doting on you. You still remembered how hard it was for him to adjust to having you around. It was hilarious to see him try and interact with you, while the rest of the Sons were around. He ended up in a weird limbo where he just looked lost. You giggled out loud. Giddy that the thought of your first date was so long ago.

"What's so funny?" You heard his morning rasp sound from the kitchen doorway.

You beamed up at him but before you could utter the words 'happy anniversary', he pushed past you and grabbed his cut off the chair. You creased your eyebrows together.

"Where are you going?" You asked, in confusion.

He shrugged, "Out with Koz."

You shook your head in absolute disbelief. Was he actually that dense?

"What about today?" You pushed.

He raised an eyebrow up at you, "What about it?"

He grabbed a slice of toast off the plate you had set out and took a bite of it. He turned out of the kitchen, slipping his boots on. You followed after him, a spatula hanging between your fingers. He forgot. That was the only explanation. You opened your mouth to ask him if he was just joking around when he opened the door.

He walked through and called behind him, "I might be out late tonight. Don't wait up."

The door inched closed behind him, bouncing against the latch. You stared after him, now only seeing the wooden door. You swallowed. Did that really just happen? Did Happy really just disregard the huge milestone you two had reached? Did he really forget? There was no way in hell he didn't know. Maybe he had something planned. You shuffled back into the kitchen, tears welling in your eyes. The breakfast you'd been making for the two of you now gone to waste. You couldn't stomach the idea of even taking a bite. You wanted to share it with him. You let out a frustrated sigh. Squeezing your eyes shut, you convinced yourself that he did that on purpose. He had something planned. That's why he was acting so strange. You cleaned up the kitchen, packing away the cooked food in Tupperware and trying your darnedest not to cry. He would prove you wrong.

~(SOA)~

The day ticked by while you spent the entirety alone. In order to keep yourself out of your own thoughts you spent your time cleaning. You swept the floors, mopped them immediately after. You pulled out the vacuum and managed to also find time to steam clean the carpets. You washed, folded and packed away all the laundry. There wasn't a dirty shit in sight. You reorganized the freezer, throwing out anything expired. Same with the fridge. You dusted. Wiped down all the photos hanging on the walls. You even had time to change the sheets on the bed, for the second time that week. By 11:30 PM you still hadn't heard from Happy and everything came crashing in around you.