Sodapop x Reader
bit of angst
fluff
(Y/N) got the job at the D.X thanks to their sweet best friend named Sodapop Curtis. Despite this, it seems the latter has slowly drifted away from (Y/N). Though they try to hide it, it does hurt a bit, especially when people flirt with Soda on a daily routine. Its gotten so bad (Y/N) is able to time it.
At noon, Soda gets greeted by the same group of Soc girls who pop their gum too loudly and laugh at anything to boast Soda's self-esteem. And sadly, that is right now. (Y/N) inhales deeply, closing their eyes tightly, before exhaling heavily. The chatter makes working on the car engine even harder than before. (Y/N)'s top lip twitches slightly, the girl's voices somehow getting even louder than before.
"Oh my god, Soda! Did you work out? You look buff!"
"Your hair looks so pretty! Can I touch it?"
"You think when you get off work, we can go out sometime?"
Through all the chaos, Sodapop is able to hear something heavy hit the floor. He looks up sharply, seeing a wrench bouncing on the concrete as (Y/N)'s form walks inside.
"Can you excuse me, ladies?" Soda walks away without an answer, following (Y/N) into the break room. He closes the door softly behind him, finding the latter sitting on the couch. It still surprises him the couch hasn't broken, as it's more duct tape than cushion. "What's wrong with you?" he scoffs.
"We're supposed to work," (Y/N) grumbles, forcing their eyes to glare at Soda. "I don't need to see you trying to have a foursome with them. Do that at home."
"Excuse me?!"
"No, fuck you!" (Y/N) exclaims, standing up swiftly. "You gave me a job here. I've been flirting with you since we've met each other. But now, since a few girls who love Halloween masks come around you act as if I'm not here!"
"Becuase you don't like me! So what's the point of wasting my time! Why would I bother dating some greasy, homeless pig!" No words are given after that. Even if Soda wanted to cuss (Y/N) out again, he couldn't, as they had him in a headlock. Sodapop knocks the latter to the floor, wrestling them to get on top. Though it takes some time, he's able to pin (Y/N) to the dirty floor, yet the latter still tries to kick their legs. Soda digs his knees into (Y/N)'s thighs, forcing a heavy groan from the latter, teeth gritted.
"Get off me."
"I'm sorry I ignored you." Soda places his lips softly against his friend's own. (Y/N)'s eyes widen dramatically, afraid to move an inch. Soda pulls away for a moment. "I'm sorry for being so mean." He places his lips against (Y/N)'s once more, the latter's eyes slowly closing. They open once more when Sodapop pulls away again. "I'm sorry-"
"Apology accepted. Just don't keep me waiting." Sodapop smiles happily, his lips placing themselves against (Y/N)'s a little longer.
