Happy Lowman Imagines

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I could not for the life of me think of something to name this one. 😂
Request: Imagine Happy going to Gemma for advice on how to ask you to be his old lady.
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Request: Happy imagine where he won't admit that he has feelings for you til he has to rush you to lockdown where he confesses.
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"I can't just leave, Hap. This is my job."
"I aint giving you an option."
"And since when do I take orders from you?" You leant against the wall and scanned the dimly lit room and the girls swinging around poles.
"Since you started fucking me. Im serious, (y/n). You need to come to the clubhouse, now."
You rolled your eyes.
"Im at work, Hap. I don't finish til nine."
"You're only a bartender at a goddamned strip club. Now do as your told and-"
"Fuck you!"
And then the line went dead. He clenched the phone tightly in his hand.
"Fuck!"
Happy threw the burner at the wall and watched the cell phone break apart before hitting the floor.
He clenched his jaw.
Why were you always so goddamned difficult?
Happy stood and marched out of his dorm room.
The clubhouse was already beginning to fill up which only agitated him more.
"Hey Hap can you give my mom a hand bringing in the rest of the boxes?"
Happy stopped in his path and look at Jax, fighting an internal struggle before finally nodding and storming towards the door.
He wanted desperately to go and drag your stubborn ass back here but he knew he had responsibilities and he could at least help Gemma out first.
Jax watched him march across the room and turned to his brothers.
"Whats his problem?"
Juice raised his eyebrows. "How much time you got?"

"Where you want them ma?"
"Just sit them in the kitchen."
Happy nodded and carried in the last boxes of groceries.
Gemma followed him, carrying a paper bag of vegetables with her.
"She coming in?"
Happy glanced at the Queen as he lifted the boxes onto the counter and shook his head.
"Nah, Imma go get her."
"Bet she'll love that." Gemma smirked.
"Its for her own good." Happy said and turned towards the door.
Gemma grabbed his arm, stopping him and he turned back to look at her.
"Lockdown aint easy for outsiders. You gotta make her know how serious this shit is."
"Shes not an outsider." Happy answered.
"Does she know that?"
She could tell by the way Happy looked away that they still hadn't discussed the status of their relationship and she sighed before stepping in front of him.
She grabbed his shoulders, making him look at her.
"Look, sweetheart. (Y/n)s a good girl. She's a good fit for you. You gotta lock that shit down before somebody else does."
Happy nodded. "Thanks ma."
"You're welcome baby." She kissed his cheek. "Now go get her. Gates closing soon."

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"What can I get you?"
The man on the other side of the bar eyed you up and down, a sleazy smile on his face.
"How bout a piece of that ass, huh?"
You fought the urge to roll your eyes and plastered the sweetest smile you could manage on your face.
"Oh honey, no amount of cash is gonna make that happen. So what'll it be?"
"Just a beer."
You nodded and turned to the fridge when you heard the security guard arguing and you glanced up to see Happy pushing his way into the club.
You took a deep breath and gave the man his beer before stepping out from behind the bar.
"Its okay, T. He's with me." You told the security guard.
Happy shoved away from him and walked towards you.
You put your hands on your hips and raised your eyebrows.
"What the fuck are you doing here Hap!?" You hissed.
"You need to come with me."
"Jesus christ." You turned away from him and headed back to the bar, Happy hot on your heels. "I told you on the phone, I'm working."
"(Y/n), please." He grabbed your wrist and moved to stand in front of you, blocking your path.
You sighed and crossed your arms over your chest and glared up at him.
"The club is dealing with some shit. Our enemies are coming for us. I need to keep you safe."
His voice was sincere, and he seemed genuinely concerned for your wellbeing.
You sighed and scanned the club.
Tuesdays were generally pretty quiet, and well.. there was another bartender on.
"Gimme twenty minutes."
The ghost of a smile played on his lips and he nodded.
"Ill be out the front. I'll ride with you."