#soa happy

[lunajay33]

Secret

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Summary: The crew needs a hide away and in desperate circumstances happy brings them somewhere they’ve never been, where Happys been hiding a huge secret

Pairing: Happy Lowman x f!reader

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The club was in trouble needing to hide away from the Mayans, they were getting too brazen and staying at the club house would only make everyone a target in one place and they could risk that, sitting in Jax’s living room everyone’s stressed about what’s going to happen, where they’ll go that the Mayans don’t already know about

“We can’t stay in any of our homes, everyone knows where we live they’ve made that clear” Tigs states

“Then where the hell are we suppose to go?” Jax shouts, always a hot head

Happy stands in the corner with an internal battle, between helping his club or risking putting the secret he’s worked so hard to keep it that…..a secret

But the more he realizes there’s no other option he’s the only one with a place safe for this family

“I have a place” he says breaking through the fighting and everyone turns to him

“Where?” Chibs asks

“Everyone has to go in the two vans, can’t draw attention with the bikes, you’ll follow me and no one will speak a word of this place understood” everyone was shocked, happy wasn’t one for many words and the anger in his words they realized this must be serious so the agree and piles into the two vans, driving for a while through the town until they reach the outskirts of town pulling up to a nice little house, cozy and quaint, the opposite of Happy

“Where the hell are we man” Jax asks making happy turn to him with a glare

“Wait here” he jumps out and doesn’t stop to knock just walks in, leaving everyone in both vans utterly confused for about ten minutes till happy comes out the door waving everyone in

“What the hell are we walking into” Bobby says to the guys as they walk up the stairs into the house

“Shoes off” happy grunts with his arms crossed

“Seriously?” Juice adds and one look from happy has them all kicking their boots off at the door, they all look around, brown walls with decor that didn’t really match the way Happy showed himself to them

“So are we gonna be kept in the dark forever or are you gonna tell us what this place is” Tigs says

“I’ll tell you but none of you can say a word about this place when we leave, and what you see” from around the corner comes a beautiful woman, in a long sun dress that flowed around her showing off her big baby bump

Holding a plate of brownies she smiles laying them on the coffee table as the guys stand stunned when she comes to stand next to Happy, this man they’ve known to exude danger and darkness, a contrast to the happy glow she had around her

“It’s nice to finally meet you all, happy talks a lot about you guys” happy smirks wrapping his arm around her waist resting his hand on her bump

“Everyone this is y/n my wife”

“Wife? And we weren’t invited?” Tigs says absolutely stunned

“Since when? We didn’t even know about her” Jax added

“7 years!” She says lifting her hand showing her subtle but beautiful wedding ring, matching the gold ring on Happys hand just not big and manly like his

“Shite I don’t know what to say” Chibs adds as everyone sits around in the living room, happy taking his usual spot in the recliner with her in his lap, everyone not being able to take their eyes off her

“She’s beautiful isn’t she” happy smirks feeling lucky he got to her first

“Got that right, and you have a baby on the way” juice asks

“Yup any day now, Harley and Crue are antsy to meet her” she smiled as she rubs her bump

“And they are?” At the question a little boy and girl aged 5 comes running from the back door giggling and when they see all the strange men sitting in their home they’re confused and a bit nervous

Harley turns to her twin brother and wraps her arms around him and he protectively holds her close

Y/n gets up and kneels infront of them

“These are daddy’s friends they’re going to be staying her for a while, they may look scary but they’re very nice okay! Now go welcome daddy home” they visibly relax when she mentions their dad and they nod and run over jumping on his lap

Crue looked just like Happy but with brown wavy hair, Harley had his eyes

“These are our twins!” Y/n says as she sits in the arm rest

“We missed you daddy” Harley giggles when happy tickles her tummy

“Missed you too Angel, was your brother chasing you around again?” Crue laughs giving Harley a look at they’re off running and screaming through the hallways going to play in their room

“Shit man you sure can keep a secret” Bobby says

“They’re beautiful lassy” Chibs says to her and she smiles

“Why didn’t you tell us Hap? We’re your family”

“Exactly, the shit we’re a part of can’t risk bringing that home, you’ve seen what’s happened to Tara and the boys, even you Chibs, I can’t risk the woman I love, the three innocent children I have”

She runs her hand over his cheek gently looking into his hypnotizing eyes

“We get it brother”

“It doesn’t bother you, being kept a secret?” Juice asks her

“Not so much, of course with how much my dear husband talks about you guys I’ve wanted to meet the crew but I also want my children safe and as long as I have him I don’t care that we’re his little secret” she smirks when happy pulls her into a kiss

“It’s weird seeing him like this, completely whipped and domestic” tigs adds making happy groan

“Trust me he shows me his crazy side” she says making the guys burst out laughing

“You’re a lucky man Happy”

“Very” he says looking at her like she’s his whole world because in all aspects she is

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[cregansgf]

I was wondering if you could do something with a teen sister reader and happy or juice, platonically. Maybe it could be like a lockdown and they had to bring her and no one knew she existed until then.

If you don’t want to write this just ignore it.

hi anon! ofc i can, i love this request! I hope you enjoy and feel free to send some more requests❕

Mini Killa {H.L.}

Warnings: fluff, swearing, age isn’t stated but reader is around 17, horrible writing

sister reader x happy

“You have to come with me to the clubhouse.” Happy murmured grabbing Y/n’s bag and putting some of her things inside

“What? Why? I thought you didn’t want them to know about me.” Y/n replied watching him pick up her pink bunny giving it a funny look before putting it in the the backpack before zipping it up.

He turned to look at her before holding out the bag. “That’s not true.” he responded keeping his words short. “It was always safer for you this way, until now. Come on.” He finished not giving her any time to respond before he left her room and headed outside.

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Y/n hopped off Happy’s bike taking off her helmet and handing it to him. She looked around seeing tons of cars and other bikes in the lot. Her nerves starting to strike.

Happy noticed and placed a hand on her shoulder. before nudging her slightly so she started walking. When they walked inside all eyes immediately turned to them some small gasps being let out when they saw Happy with somebody.

“Brother.” A blonde man with longer hair smiled looking down at Y/n “who’s this?”

“I’m Y/n.” She replied giving the man a smile.

“Jax.” He looked between them

“Jax, this is my sister.” Happy finally spoke up shifting his weight from foot to foot.

“Sister?” Jax questioned his jaw slightly dropping “Guys! Happy has a sister.” Jax practically shouted looking at the others.

Y/n started fiddling with her fingers at all the attention she was suddenly getting. Happy could tell she was getting nervous and decided to speak up. “Y/n why don’t we get you settled in my room yeah?” She just nodded eagerly at his words.

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The guys watched as something pissed Y/n off and she immediately snapped like Happy usually does.

“Damn, like brother like sister.” Juice snorted as she flipped off the person she was playing against in pool.

“Kinda hot.” Tig blurted the guys instantly giving him dirty looks.

Happy immediately turned in his seat giving Tig the nastiest look as he rolled the toothpick in his mouth. “Run.” He muttered.

Tigs eyes widened as he stood from his seat and started sprinting towards the door shouting apologies as Happy started chasing him, the guys dying of laughter as they all watched the scene unfold.

“Let’s hope he doesn’t kill him.” Y/n giggled walking over to the guys as she watched Tig scream like a little girl still running. “Last time he did that i had to help cover it up.” She joked.

Juice slowly backed away from her “Woah, Mini Killa.”

[brunettemarionette]

The clubhouse is packed, the air thick with music, laughter, and the smell of whiskey.

You're just trying to enjoy the evening, blending into the crowd when some guy decides to make things uncomfortable. He leans in too close, his breath hot against your neck, words slurred and unwelcome.

"Come on, sweetheart, don't be so uptight," he sneers, fingers brushing your arm as you pull away.

Before you can say a word, there's a shift in the energy around you—a dangerous, predatory calm. You look up, and there he is.

Happy stands close by, his presence more than enough to make anyone think twice. His eyes lock onto the guy, cold and unforgiving, like he's already planning a hundred ways to make him regret every bad decision he's ever made.

He steps in, placing himself firmly between you and the stranger, his stance unyielding.

The guy falters, trying to laugh it off, but Happy's glare doesn't waver.

When he finally speaks, his voice is low and calm, like the eye of a storm, laced with a threat that no one in their right mind would test. "You wanna rethink that," he growls, his gaze never leaving the guy, "or do I need to handle it?"

The following silence is heavy, and the stranger's face goes pale. With a mumbled apology, he backs off quickly, stumbling away into the crowd. You feel the tension slip away, leaving a sense of relief in its wake.

Happy turns to you, eyes softening just slightly as they meet yours. "You alright?" he asks, his voice gentler now, a lingering protective edge.

You nod, feeling a little safer with him beside you. "Thanks..."

He gives you a slight nod, his lips twitching in something almost resembling a smile before his usual stoic expression takes over. "Anytime," he says, his tone serious. And you know he means it.

Before he turns, he holds out his hand in a sense that he knows you'll take it, and when you do, he's back in his seat with you firmly perched on his lap as if you had always been there.

[dallianceangel]

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You’re licking up and down Happy’s stomach in his dorm room, your tongue teasing him. He’s shifting, clearly growing impatient, and hard.

“Quit with the teasing,” Happy says, his voice urgent. “I’ve been waiting all day for this.”

You glance up, smirking. “Alright, alright.”

You undo his belt, hanging it over a chair, before pulling down his jeans and underwear, allowing his hard cock to spring free. Happy’s breath quickens, his eyes locked on you, groaning when you take him in your mouth.

Happy moans, gripping your head as his tension finally eases. “That’s it. Just like that, babe.”

You pull back when he spills inside your mouth, swallowing, giving him a satisfied smile. “Fuck, you taste good,” you say softly, wiping the corners of your mouth.

[etclouie]

Sleepover event

One more time! Please!" With Happy Lowman.

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˚୨୧⋆｡ — title; one more time (happy lowman x fem!reader)

˚୨୧⋆｡ — prompt/s; “one more time! please!” — from  "𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙝, 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩…" 𝙨𝙢𝙪𝙩 𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙜𝙪𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙩𝙨 

˚୨୧⋆｡ — warnings; established relationship,smut, minors do not interact!!!, p in v, unprotected sex, creampie, that’s it tho (368 words)

˚୨୧⋆｡ — a/n; first time writing happy, so excuse any errors🤞

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Happy had you sprawled out on the bed below him, his hips rolling against yours as you moaned and writhed in pleasure.

he’d already pulled three orgasms out of you but had no plan on stopping, his thrusts kept their pace as your legs shook around his hips.

you were watching him through half lidded eyes, drunk on the feeling of him as he sent you hurtling towards another orgasm. 

but he slowed his thrusts, a smirk tugging at his lips as your climax slipped away. 

“Happy!”

you huffed out, grabbing at his shoulders to pull him closer. your lips brushing against his while your legs tightened around his hips, gasping as his cock hit that one spot inside. 

“what?”

he asked, acting as if he never had a clue what you were talking about. 

you sighed, cradling his face in your hand as you whispered against his lips. 

“make me cum please”

he chuckled, shaking his head as he watched you. your lips curled into a pout, pleading with him as his hips stayed still against yours. 

“one more time! please!"

the breathlessness of your plea had him giving in, he nodded before he began rolling his hips into you again. 

a moan pulling itself from your chest, as his thrusts pushed you closer again. the coil winding tight until it was on the edge of snapping. 

“you want it?”

Happy drawled against your ear, moaning again while he hummed. his thrusts picked up their pace and you couldn’t help the flow of moans as you teetered on the edge. 

“please—“

the way you pleaded with him always got him, so with a nod and another moan his hips sped up. 

after a couple more thrusts, he sent you toppling over the edge with a cry of his name. your climax triggered his and he came with a grunt, watching the way his cock disappeared into you once more before he spilled himself inside. 

your arms went tight around his neck as you both relished in the aftermath of your joint climax’s, a dopey satisfied smile across your face while Happy chuckled. 

he nipped at your jaw before he whispered to you. 

“always take it so good”

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[mysticalmallard]

Silence

Description: Happy is in a bad mood, he doesn't want to talk about it.

Word Count: 839

Warnings: none just Happy being a grump

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Happy was in a sour mood for some reason. He was sitting on the couch in his apartment. He wore only jeans, and was glaring at the wall behind the TV, like he could set fire to it through the power of his thoughts alone.

His girlfriend wandered in, took one look at his expression and frowns a little . She crossed over the floor and leaned against the arm of the couch right next to him.

"Babe, something up?" She asked, reaching out to gently caress his shoulder. Her touch usually served to soothe his temperament, but today it was not having the same effect. His frown deepened slightly and he didn't react beyond a tiny huff out his nose as she touched him.

She was beginning to get a little worried. Happy was usually a very pleasant, but somewhat stoic person. He didn't often get into moods like this, but on the rare occasions that he did, they were often rather intense. She knew from past experience it was best to let him talk when he was ready, rather than trying to badger him into talking.

So, she stayed where she was, patiently stroking his shoulder and back like you would in an attempt to placate an irate animal, but it seemed to have no effect.

Happy sat in absolute silence for several minutes before he finally spoke."Bad day," he grunted finally.

His girlfriend didn't outwardly react to his words, but internally, she was a little relieved. The fact that he was at least talking was, in her experience, a good sign. She was careful to keep her replies low and soft, not wanting him to think she was trying to aggravate him.

"Want to talk about it?" She asked gently.

"Don't really feel like talking," he replied, a slight edge in his tone. He leaned forward and rested his forearms on his thighs.

While not necessarily an angry gesture, it wasn't a particularly positive one either. Happy wasn't the kind of man to share his emotions openly, even with the woman he loved.

He sat back against the couch, stretching out his long legs with a hefty exhalation as he did so. He remained sitting like that for a moment, just listening to her moving around in the kitchen.

She hums, standing walking into the kitchen.

Happy's eyes flicked up to follow her as she walked away. He watched in silence as she padded into the kitchen, disappearing from view, the sound of the floor creaking slightly under her feet.

After a moment or two of silence, his girlfriend returned, carrying two bowls full of cereal. Happy immediately recognized them as his favorite, prompting a slight raise of his eyebrows in surprise.

He hadn't expected her to do something so considerate, his foul mood leading him to believe she would likely be just as pissed at his behavior as he was.

A hint of a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth as he watched her put the cereal down on the coffee table and turn on the TV.

Cartoons flickered to life on the screen, which only furthered his smile.she grab her bowl and joins him on the sofa next to him but still making sure to leave space between them, not saying a word. Happy eyed her silently, studying her profile as she watched the cartoons with an air of calm patience.

Her lack of reaction to his mood was perplexing to him. His ex's would usually comment on his grumpy mood in a teasing manner, yell at him for ignoring them, or at the very least ask him to lighten up. Yet, she said nothing, simply sitting there, eating her cereal.

He felt his frown gradually soften somewhat, the calm atmosphere and the cartoons slowly beginning to have a positive effect on his mood. He remained quiet for a few more moments as they sat in silence, the only sound being the chirping of cartoon characters and the quiet clinking of their spoons against their bowls.

The longer he sat there, the more her lack of reaction began to feel like an absence instead of a presence. It was strange not having someone poking at him to talk about his feelings. It wasn't entirely unwelcome, but it was certainly different.

He glanced over at her again, taking in her composed expression, the curve of her jaw, the way stray strands of her hair dangled over her shoulder.

Then, he did something unusual, even for him.

He wordlessly scooched himself closer to her until their bodies were almost touching.

She looked up at him with a hint of surprise in her eyes, her gaze flicking from the cartoons for the first time since she sat down. The faintest trace of a smile tugged at her lips, betraying her otherwise neutral expression.

She didn't move away when he shuffled up to her, allowing his shoulder and hip to press against hers. She waited patiently, not commenting, not questioning, just content to be close to him.

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Traitor

Happy’s dog Opie chooses you over him.

Happy Lowman X Blind Reader

When his dog came up you gasped at first being startled by his furry touch. You felt around with your hands until you felt his tongue. It calmed you knowing it was just some random pup. You absolutely loved dogs, Dogs were a big part of your life.

You heard footsteps and you moved your head your head towards the direction of the sound, “Hello?” You said your eyes fluttering rapidly.

“Traitor…” said a gruff voice with a chuckle at the end.

“Oh is this your dog…” you said as you continued loving up on the pup.

“Yep he’s mine…he seems to like you a lot.” Happy said his voice monotone as usual.

“I love dogs…wouldn’t be able to do a lot of things without them.”

By this time Happy noticed something off about you. He waved his hand over your face realizing you were blind. “You’re…blind…” he said.

“Yes…yes I am…I’m sorry if I’m in your way.” You said unsure if you were being an obstacle.

“Oh no you’re perfectly…fine.” He muttered as he took in your beauty. Despite being blind you didn’t let that stop you. You looked magnificent, Short blonde curls and bright blue eyes. You wore a beautiful flowing dress orange with white flowers.

“My dog isn’t here right now so I’m solo.” You said gesturing at your walking stick.

“Do you need any help?” He asked carefully hoping he wasn’t intruding.

“Oh no I’m fine…thank you…”

As you reached out you felt clothing, leather of some sorts. Happy didn’t realize how close he was. “Oh…are you a member of Samcro?” You asked.

“You heard of us?” He asked curiously.

“Haven’t seen you of course but I’ve heard.” You said with a smile that made him laugh.

“Have you ever been on a motorcycle?” Happy asked.

“Oh no…I’ve never even been near one.”

“If you ever want to…I could take you for a ride?” Happy asked clearly wanting to get to know you better.

“You know…I’d like that…”

[ravennaortiz]

21, 28, 33 with Happy (shocking) Fluff, smut, or smutty fluff. Surprise me! 💜

*Goes to Happys door. Your needed dear* Yes, lets see what are we going to do with out favorite Killa and these fantastic prompts?

21: Like what you see?, 28:You look better in my clothes and 33:Are you blushing? As always 18+

My clothes

Happy wanted nothing more than to shower and go to bed so that he could get back home to you. Turning on the light to his dorm at the clubhouse he was surprised to see you curled up in one of his SAMCRO hoodies fast asleep. Smiling he shut the door quietly and turned off the light before tip toeing to the bathroom to shower.

Happy was stepping out of the shower when he saw you sitting on the sink. Not bothering with a towel he made his way over to you. Noting your eyes trail over his naked body. "Like what you see? he rasped as he stood in front of you pushing your legs open to step between them. Nodding you felt your cheeks heat slightly under his gaze.

"Are you blushing? Not the first time I've been between these legs of yours" chuckled Happy as he grabbed your chin and pulled your mouth to his. Happy grinned as he felt your wrap your legs around his waist before he moved his mouth to the sensitive spot on your neck making you moan softly in his ear.

"Stop. You look better in my clothes" whispered Happy as he grabbed your hands that were trying to slip out of his hoodie. "I want to take you like this" he added his pupils blown with lust. Once you nodded he was quick to skillfully move your panties to the side before sliding into you. You moaned his name as he stretched you. "So good" grunted Happy as he moved your legs to his shoulders giving himself a deeper stroke as he watched your eyes roll back and back arch off the counter. Happy pulled multiple orgasms out of you, making sure you were completely satisfied before cuming deep within you.

"Shower?" you asked breathless as he pulled out of you. "Bed. I need to taste you" grunted Happy as he threw you over his shoulder making you giggle.

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[sebaria]

[fanficimagery]

The Nanny

When babysitting your neighbor's kid, trouble seems to find you.

Author's Note: SOA AU - No Tara, Clay, or Gemma. Trigger warning for violence! This was supposed to be up for Valentine's Day, but as you can see... that wasn't the case lmao.

Charming, California is one of those picture perfect little towns where everyone tries to be prim and proper, and act like their shit doesn't stink. And in the short time that you've lived here, you quickly realized that the law-abiding citizens hated the fact that Charming was home to a MC, the Sons of Anarchy.

It doesn't bother you to see them riding down the streets as you're out and about, but you do find it hilarious that a majority of the locals either gasp in outrage upon seeing the bikers or avoid them at all costs. You find the bikers very easy-going, but then again the club president is your neighbor.

Jax Teller had taken it upon himself to introduce himself when you were moving in, carrying boxes for you and flashing a rather charming smile as he pumped you for information about yourself. You knew what he was doing, and it was rather laughable, but you had nothing to hide and were a rather boring person, so you gave the information freely. Between the two of you, he was more interesting as a MC president whereas you stayed home and lived off the money your brothers made. Jax seemed interested in what your brothers did for a living that they were able to provide you with the life you have, but you explained they made their money because of the family business that provided private security for celebrities and individuals with a high profile. You helped them with scheduling, but they still did a majority of the work.

Finding out Jax has a son (Abel) makes your heart warm towards the biker, and then warm up to the club when his brothers visit every now and then. Juice was really just a goofball when he wasn't doing business for the club, Chibs was a secret sweetheart, Tig was a little crazy, Happy was hard to read, but it was Opie who was the most normal of the bunch.

You settle into your home quite nicely, working from your little office when your brothers need help to prevent any scheduling conflicts. Then in your downtime, you either have a book in hand or waste time on your gaming system. Jax and his brothers have been over a couple of times, drinking a beer to wind down or eating whatever leftovers you happen to have after you've already eaten.

This morning, however, you've just finished making breakfast when there's a knock at your front door. With a strip of bacon in hand, you answer the door and are surprised to see Jax and his son Abel standing there.

"What's up, Teller?"

He immediately smiles and your eyes narrow. "I hate to do this on such short notice, but my nanny canceled. Do you think you could watch Abel for the day?"

You glance down at the blonde boy, shrugging. "Is he cool staying with me?"

Jax glances down and nudges his son, but Abel merely asks, "Do you have more bacon?"

You open the door wider as you chuckle. "Sure, kid. You want some eggs and hashbrowns too?"

"Yum."

Abel walks into your house without a care in the world and you meet Jax's amused gaze. "So are there any rules I should abide by? Are you one of those dad's that limits screen time or bans sugar?"

"Nope and nope. No allergies either."

"Cool."

"Thank you. I owe you."

As Jax starts to walk down your porch steps, you say, "I'm a slut for food, Teller. Bribe me with food and I'll say yes to anything."

"Anything?" He peers over his shoulder and arches an eyebrow. You scowl at him.

"Almost anything."

Jax laughs. "Don't cook tonight then. I'll bring some cheeseburgers and fries from this diner that makes pretty good food."

"Alright."

. .

. .

When Jax returns later that night, Chibs and Happy follow after learning he was picking up food from the diner. What surprised them, however, was that while Jax parked in his driveway, he started taking the food to his neighbors house. But Chibs, nor Happy, said a word and followed their president with their own food when he didn't protest.

Jax is poised to knock on the door when he hears, "Don't you- don't you dare do it, kid. If you do it, I will personally wait until you turn seventeen to kick your little ass." The words give Jax pause because what the actual fuck! But then Abel's giggling makes him grin.

"Did she just threaten to kick Abel's ass, Jackie?" Chibs wonders, smirking.

"I think so."

"No, no, no! You blue-shelled me?! You're like two. How do you even know how to play this?!" Jax snorts and finally knocks. The trash talking suddenly ceases before… "It's open! If you're friendly, welcome! If not, I got a little ankle biter in here and I'm not afraid to sic him on you!"

Jax laughs some more and enters the house, walking to where he hears all the commotion. Walking into the living room, he can't help but smile at the sight of YN and Abel sitting side by side on the couch, attention focused on the TV where they're apparently playing Mario Kart.

"You bring the goods, Teller?"

"Burgers and fries as promised."

"You are currently my favorite Teller." Still your attention is on the TV, your trash talking his kid being kept very polite all of a sudden. Jax, Chibs, and Happy have no idea what's going on, but suddenly one of the characters is spinning out because of a banana peel and then Abel's giving a long, suffering sigh as the other character passes the finish line. "Yes!" You jump up, pointing down at Abel. "Sucks to suck, kid. Now come on. Your pop's got the goods."

When you finally look up at Jax, you momentarily freeze when you see Chibs and Happy there as well. "Oh. Hey, guys. Kitchen's this way."

Everyone follows you into the kitchen and you immediately grab drinks from the fridge. When you turn around, Jax is divvying up some food for himself, Abel, and you. You pass out the beers to the men and you have cans of Sprite for yourself and Abel. Then as you take the last remaining available seat since Jax kept Abel on his lap, you thank Jax for the food before digging in.

"So did you have fun today?" Jax asks his son.

"Yeah. I got to color and watch TV and play games."

Jax glances at you and you shrug. "I made do. I would have gone to the store to pick up some stuff for him, but I didn't know if you'd feel comfortable with me taking him anywhere."

"I appreciate that."

"So what about you? Is your nanny good or will you need another favor?"

"Uh, she actually might be out for a few more days."

You nod. "I can do it. Is it cool if I take him to the store with me tomorrow morning? I forgot how much little kids snack throughout the day."

"Yeah. I have an extra car seat you can use and I'll leave you some cash."

"Nah. Don't even worry about it. I'll be snacking with him, so I can front the bill."

But still, cash ends up thrown onto the table from both Chibs and Jax. You have a feeling it'd be useless to argue, so you say nothing.

After dinner, Jax helps you clean up before they all take their leave. He tells Abel to tell you goodbye and your heart absolutely melts when you crouch down, and Abel hugs you.

You visibly melt as you hug the little boy back and then pull back to tweak his nose. "Okay, you're officially my favorite Teller again."

Abel smiles at you as Jax laughs and then you bid everyone goodbye at the door.

Abel ends up preferring your company to that of his nanny, so Jax ends up splitting his son's time between the nanny at his house and you at your own house when you have nothing going on.

On this particular day, after a lunch of sandwich and chips, you and Abel are lounging in a kiddie pool right in the middle of your front yard. You even went as far to put up a canopy to have the pool half in the shade and half in the sun, and are soaking in a sports bra and a pair of black tights that look like shorts.

You're sitting in the shade, sipping on a juice box as Abel stands on the other side playing with water blasters. You hear the rumble of a motorcycle, unsurprised to have Jax checking in.

As the blonde walks up, you smile innocently as he laughs. "Where did the pool come from?"

"The store." You shrug. Abel takes the moment to load up his blaster with lukewarm water and shoots his dad with it. Jax doesn't bother dodging the stream. "We saw a commercial for the waterpark and since we can't go there, I brought the water to us."

Wiping water from his face and using it to slick his hair back, Jax crouches next to the pool and asks, "How much do I owe you?"

"Not a cent, Teller." You sip on your juice, grinning. "I haven't been in one of these since I was a kid. This is for me as much as it's for Abel. He just gave me the excuse of getting one and chilling in it without looking like an idiot."

"Well I don't know about that…"

He trails off and you gasp in mock outrage. As he laughs, you say, "You're lucky I respect the kutte and the fact that you have a phone in your pocket somewhere. If I didn't, I'd drag your butt in here with us."

"Next time." Jax splashes his son and then stands before Abel can shoot him point blank with water. "Am I grabbing dinner tonight?"

"Nah. Abel already made a request. He wants chicken tenders and fries."

"And what the little man wants, he gets?"

"Obviously." You roll your eyes playfully. "Plus, it's an easy meal and I enjoy it too."

"Alright." He chuckles as he starts making his way back towards his motorcycle. "Don't stay in the pool too long."

"Yes, sir." You mockingly salute him, lips twitching when you see him momentarily tense before relaxing once more. "See you later."

. .

. .

It's past Abel's bedtime by the time Jax makes it home, and already he's prepared for his kid to either be bouncing off the walls or very cranky. But as he nears YN's house, he notices that it's mostly dark. All the lights are off with the exception of the porch light and a couple of lamps he can see through the windows that peer into the living room. And the TV, of course.

Instead of knocking, he lets himself right in. It's almost too quiet, but he can hear the TV playing rather low in the living room. Heading there, he walks up to the sofa and can't help but smile at the sight that greets him. YN is laid out across the sofa with Abel on her chest, his back to her front. Both are knocked out cold.

Without second guessing himself, Jax pulls out his phone and snaps a quick photo. Chuckling to himself, he then walks around the sofa as he pockets his phone and crouches down. "Hey. YN," he gently calls out while shaking her shoulder.

It takes a few shakes before you wake, sleepily humming until Jax's voice coaxes you until you're fully awake. Your arms wrap around Abel on instinct and when you notice Jax's smirking presence, you relax. "What time is it?" You mumble.

"A little after ten."

"Really? Fuck. I guess the sun really did kick my ass if I'm this sleepy."

"Yeah." Jax chuckles and then carefully starts to gather Abel in his arms. "Sorry about showing up so late."

"Don't even worry about it." You sit up, rubbing your eyes and yawning. "You know I adore your kid." As you follow Jax to the door, you remind him about going away for a week and not being able to watch Abel, but that you'll have your phone on if Abel wants to talk.

Jax laughs. "I swear, my kid loves you more than me sometimes."

"It's only because I'm a better cook," you muse.

Jax opens his mouth to argue, but ends up shutting it and shrugging. "You're not wrong there."

As Jax then exits your home, you bid him goodnight and watch until he disappears into his home.

When you explained to Jax that your brothers made their money because of the family business that provided private security for celebrities and individuals with a high profile, you weren't lying. Nor did you lie when you also explained you helped them with scheduling for said high profile individuals.

What you chose to leave out, however, was that your family had such a great record with security because no one wanted to fuck with a family who had connections to two different cartels through your dearly departed parents.

However, before you settled into the calm life of personal security, your brothers made a name for yourselves as ruthless hitmen amongst the cartels and you… you were a little unhinged when you were caught up in the moment as one of their torturers. You worked for the cartels when they needed you to, but when you and your brothers wanted to distance yourselves, it was the cartels who helped set up your security business.

The week spent with your brothers is just to visit and catch up with those who all three of you came to see as uncles. It was most definitely not supposed to end up with you being caught off guard by a fist to the face. Someone who didn't know all what you were capable of took advantage of the fact that you were a woman who was close to big names within the cartels. They thought you to be easily taken down and used as leverage, but what they didn't count on was you hiding daggers on your persons. The fight was dirty and bloody, and by the end of it you were spitting mad.

You have the urge to carve into someone that your brothers are trying to quell for once when your phone rings. You pull out your phone mid-pacing, and then freeze upon seeing Jax's name on the screen. But it's not a normal call- it's a video call.

"Fuck."

"What?" Your elder brother asks. "Who is it?"

"It's my neighbor. Most likely his kid Abel since I babysit him most of the time." Your brothers glance at each other and you roll your eyes. "I've told you about them. Now toss me my hoodie. I can't let them see my face like this."

Before the call ends, you answer it but make sure to angle the camera away from the bruised side of your face. "Hey, Jax, give me one sec," you say. Your brother tosses you a hoodie and you quickly pull it on after setting your phone down. Then you take a seat at the kitchen table, turning off a few lights so it's a little darker and you can hide within your hood. Picking up your phone and keeping only half your face on camera, you smile. "Hey, guys, miss me?"

Jax's smile falters, but Abel immediately starts talking, telling you all about his day with his dad. He tells you he misses your food and play time, and you assure him you'll be home soon. You tell him about hanging out with your own family and even make your brothers wave at the camera when you switch it on them. Abel's little voice telling them hi makes you smile and then Jax is telling Abel to go watch some TV before bed.

Left alone with Jax on the phone, his smile vanishes. "What happened?"

"What do you mean?" You refuse to meet either of your brothers' gazes as you can feel them staring at you. "Everything's fine."

"Bullshit." Your brothers snort and you huff. Very reluctantly, you pull your hood down and maneuver the camera so it catches your full face. Jax's expression hardens. "Fuck."

"Don't worry. It looks worse than it is."

"What the fuck happened?"

You shrug and quickly glance at your brothers, but they're back to doing their own thing. "Went out drinking with the family and got caught in a brawl. It's been handled."

"So I don't have to gather the boys and kick some ass?"

His words make you huff a laugh. "Nah. I'm pretty sure I put the guy in a hospital."

"You took down a dude?! Now that's hot. I wish I could have seen that."

Uncaring that they're eavesdropping, your brothers burst out laughing and you sigh. You can't help but smile and you end up rolling your eyes when Jax laughs too. "Whatever. How's Abel really doing? Is he driving his official nanny insane yet?"

"Not really. He's just moping around."

"Aww." You coo. "Well I should be home soon. I'll take him to the park or something."

Jax's teasing smile turns genuine. "You know, I've never told you this, but I appreciate everything you do for Abel. You don't have to do anything, but you still treat him like family."

"What can I say? I like kids." You shrug. "And my idiot brothers will never give me any nieces or nephews."

"Hey!" Both your brothers protest.

You grin at them before looking back at Jax on your phone. "I should get going though. We have a meeting with the uncles here in a bit and I need to get ready."

"Alright. No more fights unless I'm there to avenge you. I can't have my favorite girl looking like she's in an abusive relationship."

Snorting, you say, "No promises. Tell Abel goodnight for me and to come up with a plan for what he wants to do when I get back home."

"Will do. See you soon."

As soon as you hang up, your brothers start making teasing kissing noises. "Oh shut the fuck up."

Valentine's Day has never been a day that you really cared for. Sure it was sweet to see teenagers and kids swap gifts and/or cards, or to buy candy half off, but it didn't bother you to have a significant other on this day. But you do remember how good it felt to get a gift as a kid, so you want to make sure Abel has a good day.

With your time spent with Abel, you've come to know that he loves certain fruits and chocolate. So after heading to the store for a quick shopping trip, you return home with strawberries, bananas, and melting chocolate. Then after cleaning the strawberries and chopping up some bananas, you dip them all in the ooey-gooey chocolate before letting them harden while fixing up a white dessert box with edges that say Happy Valentine's Day.

You've just filled the box with chocolate covered fruit when your phone rings and you can't help but smile at the name. You're no stranger to how handsome Jax is, but you know better than to go there with him.

"Hey, Teller, to what do I owe the pleasure of your hot voice?" You immediately answer.

Jax's laughter meets your ear before, "While it's nice to hear you like my voice, I'm actually calling on behalf of Abel."

"Aw. What does my favorite Teller need?"

"You know I'm your favorite Teller, YN." You hum, not denying his words. "But Abel is requesting your appearance here at the shop because he has a very important question to ask you."

"A very important question?" You muse. "What does Abel have to…" You trail off, the amusement in Jax's voice suddenly making something make sense. "His question doesn't happen to coincide with what today is, does it?"

Jax chuckles. "I am not ruining the surprise."

"I swear to God, Jax, if I end up crying I'm going to kick your ass."

"I look forward to it. Now get pretty and get your ass over here. Do not break my kid's heart."

"Never. And I'm always pretty, Teller."

"...yeah. You are." Your eyes widen at his words, but you don't say anything. Jax then clears his throat. "I'll see you soon."

"Y-Yeah. I'll be there in ten."

You can feel yourself blushing as you hang up, but quickly put it out of your mind as you hurry to your room to get dressed. You pull on a black sundress that's covered in sunflowers, the flowy skirt hitting right above your knees. You step into some black wedge sandals and quickly tie your hair up in a messy ponytail. You apply the basic amount of makeup and spritz some perfume around your body.

Heading downstairs, you throw all your necessities into a purse and then grab Abel's box of chocolate covered fruit before heading out.

The drive to Teller Automotive isn't a very long one, and you're soon parking in the lot. You leave your purse in the car, but you keep your box of fruits in hand. You get several wolf whistles as you cross the parking lot, but you merely laugh off Tig and Chibs' teasing.

Before you can enter the auto garage, Jax walks out, a smirk in place. And then before you can ask him what he's smirking for, your gaze is drawn downward to Abel who walks out behind him… and oh. You fuckin' melt.

Abel's hair is slicked into a faux hawk, a red bow tie is clipped to the very crisp white button shirt that's tucked into a pair of tiny faded jeans. In his hands he's holding a teddy bear that's adorned with a miniature Sons of Anarchy kutte, and a red carnation. The adorableness of it all makes you melt and tear up at how cute he is.

"Oh my goodness. You look so handsome," you tell him.

As you crouch so you're more at his level, you make sure the skirt of your dress still covers everything. Abel blushes as he asks, "Will you be my Valentine?"

"Hell yes I will." Abel smiles as he hands over your gifts, and Jax and the others- who were apparently listening in- whoop in celebration. "And as my Valentine, it's only fair that I give a gift as well. Strawberries and bananas covered in chocolate. Your favorite," you tell him.

Abel is so ecstatic over his gift that he nearly knocks you over as he hugs you. When Chibs ask him what he's got, he's more than happy to run off and show his uncles what you've given him. Jax offers you a hand up and as soon as you're steady on your feet, you notice him looking at you in a certain way.

"What?" You huff a laugh, carefully wiping away your tears that never fully fell.

"You are amazing, you know that?"

"Hardly. Tiny Teller is just adorable as hell." You can feel yourself starting to blush so you glance down at the teddy in your hand. "Where did you find a tiny kutte anyway?"

"It's actually Abel's. The guys had it made for him when he was born and he wanted your teddy to have it."

"I'll take extra care of it then." When you glance back at Jax, you ask, "So does Abel have to stay or can I take my valentine out on a date?" You have no idea what Jax had been thinking, but it's like your words make him snap. From one second to next, he goes from staring at you in awe to gently grasping your face and pulling you into a kiss. You gasp but quickly return the sentiment. And when Jax pulls back, still cupping your face in his hands, you ask, "So me wanting to take your kid out on a date really did it for you, huh?"

Jax barks out a laugh and you smile as he leans in for another quick kiss. "Been wanting to do that for a while actually."

"And you waited until this moment to do it," you muse. "Jokes on you though. You gotta stick around and listen to your boys tease you about this while I take Abel out all on my lonesome." You kiss him for a third time and then step out of his reach to holler, "Little Teller, let's go! It's you and me, buddy. Whatever you wanna do."

As Abel approaches with a lot less fruit, he asks, "Can we eat pizza in the park?"

"We sure can. Now say goodbye to your dad so we can go stuff our faces."

Dating Jax Teller is rather thrilling. You do not care to know what goes on in the club unless it pertains to any woman trying to sleep with him, or when Jax needs someone to vent to. Then, and only then, do you let your opinion be known about what goes on with the MC.

But while you have nothing against the MC, you still prefer to spend a majority of your time with Abel. Sure you'll show up to some parties so all the other women know Jax is off limits, but you're content to do activities with little Teller wherever he wants to be for the day.

You thought it was cute Jax tried to shield you from the violence the club was capable of, but never pressed him for information when you noticed he looked stressed about something. This time, however, you wish you had pressed him for information when he asked you to stay in with Abel.

It's nighttime, and you and Abel are relaxing in front of your TV as you watch some new Pixar film about dragons and their riders. The two of you are dozing off when your front door is kicked in, which then makes you jump into action. But you're not just defending yourself, you have a little boy to think about. So before you can find a proper weapon, you're left standing in front of Abel who is now clinging to your leg as he whimpers in fear.

"Jax Teller chose a pretty one this time."

"Fuck off."

The men all chuckle in front of you. "Take her."

. .

. .

The Sons of Anarchy roll up to a subdivision that's still in development, cautiously dismounting their motorcycles and arming themselves. A new MC had established themselves in a neighboring town, looking to make a name for themselves, and they thought knocking down the Sons a peg or ten was what they ought to do to establish their foothold in the MC world for good.

The encroaching MC took to ambushing the Sons whenever and wherever, and the people of Charming were starting to become afraid of strolling their pristine streets. Even the Sheriff was looking to the Sons to end the conflict, but they could only do so much. Unfortunately, one of the fights involved a chase on motorcycles as the Sons were making a run, and the son of the enemy President took a bullet to the right side of his chest and fell. His injuries then resulted in a coma which set off to this little meeting.

As they creep through the eerily quiet streets of the deserted subdivision, Opie flanks Jax. "I don't like this, brother. Something feels off."

"I agree," Chibs says. "We should have put the club on lockdown before ridin' out."

Jax sighs. "Too late now."

Juice, Happy, and Tig jog up to homes still under construction, trying the doors or looking for any signs that someone's been there. It isn't until they get to the end of the block that they notice one home has been vandalized and they know that's where they're supposed to go.

Every Son cautiously enters the house, nose wrinkling as the state of the house. But in the middle of the living room, there's an odd clearing around a small round table. And on that table sits a folded notecard.

The Sons seem to freeze, but then Jax is marching towards the note. Snatching it up, the words written make him tense as his world starts to tilt. "Fuck. They're going after Abel."

As the note flutters to the floor, the Sons all race after their President as he flees the house.

The note read, [A son for a son.]

On the way to YN's, Jax instructs half the Sons to break off and check on the club, while also making calls to get everyone on an official lockdown. Jax, Opie, Chibs, and Happy race to his neighbor's house.

When they pull up, a few neighbors are peering out their doors looking a bit distraught. Immediately, they know something terrible has happened, and that feeling is only intensified when they spot the broken down door.

Rushing to park in YN's front yard, guns are pulled from the back waistband of their jeans. Jax takes point as he enters the house and his heart drops to his stomach. The house is an absolute mess, furniture and glass broken.

The TV is still playing some cartoon movie and when he walks further in, he curses at the sight of a body laying in a pool of blood.

Happy peers over his shoulder. "Now we know she can hold her own."

"Find them. Now."

. .

. .

Sitting in the bathtub, Abel clings to you as his face hides against the side of your neck. Your face hurts from the numerous punches you took, your lip is split, your arms have multiple lacerations, and there's blood dripping into your eyes. But your worst wound is definitely the bullet wound to the left of your abdomen, and you're grateful that Abel's weight is putting pressure on the towel you had pressed against the wound.

It's been quiet for what seems like forever, but suddenly you hear movement. Shakily raising the gun you'd taken from one of the intruders, you take aim and dare the next motherfucker who enters to be someone intending harm on you or the boy in your lap.

The door gently swings open, but no one is there. Your arm hurts from holding the gun up and then you see someone try to peer around the door jamb. You can only partially see his face, but the voice- you recognize the voice even if you rarely hear it when you're at the club.

"Baby girl?"

"...Hap?"

The stoic man steps fully in the doorway, putting his gun away as you drop yours in the tub. Abel shifts as he whimpers and you wince. "Jax! Upstairs bathroom!"

Abel realizes his uncle's voice and dad's name, so he moves to turn. Happy is quick to lift him, his eyes widening at the blood soaking his clothes. "S'fine. My blood," you tiredly tell him. "I didn't… I didn't let them touch him."

"You did real good." Happy's assurance makes you smile, but you're just so tired. As your eyes slide shut, you hear, "Hey! Don't do that. Stay awake, YN."

"Tryin'…" Pounding footsteps race up the stairs and it isn't long until Jax, Chibs, and Opie are pushing their way into the bathroom as well. Jax takes Abel right away, eyes scanning the room before they land on you. Happy and Opie move to help you out of the tub, but Chibs is quick to point out your bleeding wound. The last words you say are, "Call my brothers," before darkness consumes you."

. .

. .

Jax is pacing the hospital waiting room, blood covering his shirt and hands from where he carried Abel. Chibs had taken Abel back to the club to clean him up and fill in the others about what was going on, but now he's back and filling in the Sheriff about what they had walked in on at YN's house. Thankfully Jax and YN's neighbors liked them, and were honest about hearing gunshots before the Sons had frantically rolled up.

Opie and Happy are the only two sitting patiently, but their attention is drawn to a large group of men entering the room. Two men in particular glance around before making a beeline for Jax, but the others hang back by the door. It's evident these men mean business as they stand guard, their suits standing out among the scrubs, kuttes, and regular clothing of the others sitting in the waiting room.

When Jax notices the newcomers, his shoulders sag at the sight of YN's brothers. But his interest is piqued with the suited thugs behind the brothers, tattoos visible along their hands and neck.

The brothers quickly introduce themselves as Noah and Theo, both of their expressions grim.

"What happened?" Noah asks. He's the elder of the two, his muscled torso covered in a button down with their sleeves rolled up to his elbows.

"They were after my kid," Jax immediately tells them, voice low. "She took a bullet for him and she's in surgery right now."

Both brothers' jaws clench.

"Do you know who they are?" Theo asks, tapping away on his phone.

"Yeah. It's another MC. They attacked us on a run and the son of the President took a fall off his bike. He's in a coma, so the President went after my kid in return."

"And your kid was in the care of our sister," Noah realizes.

"Yes."

Noah sighs, running a hand down his face. Then after a few more taps and texts, Theo grins. "Found them."

Jax frowns. "Found who?"

"The people responsible for putting our sister in the hospital."

Jax then tenses. "This is club business, man. We'll handle it."

Both Noah and Theo tense, but end up chuckling. Jax's jaw clenches, but he keeps his anger in check.

Noah says, "If you think it'll remain club business when YN wakes up, then that means my sister hasn't confessed the family secret."

Jax freezes. "What secret?"

"We had to get our start somewhere when our parents died," Theo tells him. "And it just so happened that each of our parents came from very powerful, very wealthy families. We worked our way to the top of the food chain and became rather notorious until we wanted out and settled into the business we currently have."

Noah starts to smirk. "Your club business just became cartel business, my friend. And our uncles are livid that their little girl was attacked."

Jax glances at his boys, but says nothing.

"We'll find them and keep them occupied," Theo says. "When YN is released, she'll be out for blood."

"And she'll get it," Noah muses. "After all, she is quite the little torturer."

When you wake up, you're unsurprised to find Jax by your bedside. You are surprised, however, to learn that he knows about your past thanks to your brothers promising bloodshed. You groan, but then remember Abel. And after assurances that Abel is fine, you relax.

You're anxious to know where you stand with Jax as he explains why you ended up in the hospital. He feels guilty for not telling you what was really going on or putting you on lockdown, along with the club, but you don't blame him for what happened. Dating the President of an MC, you were bound to be pulled into the violence sooner or later, and with your past you knew you could handle it.

When he runs out of steam, it's your turn to start apologizing for not telling him about your life with the cartels. You make sure he knows that you would have never endangered Abel, and if your past had come calling, you would have made sure that they were protected at all costs. Jax assures you he's not mad, but he did wish you would have told him given you knew about the roles some of his brothers played in the club.

But what's done is done, and Jax is more interested in what you plan on doing since your brothers have gone quiet after calling him to inform him that they've got a majority of the MC tucked away in a building that no one can hear the impending mayhem.

"They broke into my home and put a bullet in me just to get to Abel and send a message to you," you say, expression turning thunderous. "The one who shot me doesn't get to walk away. Hell, the ones who fuckin' raised a gun in Abel's direction are lucky that they'll be limping away after I'm done."

"Limping away?"

You slowly smirk at him, lowering your voice. "I'm not gonna draw out my punishment, but my brothers and my uncles' men sure as shit ain't gonna sit back. They're gonna make sure they get the message that they fucked with the wrong people."

Jax huffs a laugh and then ends up staying for as long as the nurses would let him, only leaving when YN's brothers came or he had to go pick up Abel so he'd see that YN was fine for himself.

Then after two and a half days, you're released.

You're still sore, but you've got nothing but vengeance on your mind. When your brothers send you the address of where they're holding several individuals for you to interrogate, you get dressed and head for Teller Automotive.

Some of the guys are surprised to see you up and about, but you wave off their concern as you continue towards the club portion of the shop.

The usual sweetbutts are milling about, cleaning up and most likely getting ready for a party since it is a Friday. You spot Jax and Juice at the bar as Juice taps away on a laptop.

"Boys," you greet as you walk up behind them. "Whatcha workin' on?"

Jax turns in his seat, eyes subtly widening as he stands. "You're out! Why didn't you call me?" He's quick to carefully take you in his arms, pressing a chaste kiss to your lips.

"Because if I'd have called you, you'd have taken me home and coddled me."

"Well yeah. You were shot."

"I got shit to take care of, Teller, and I'm not wasting another day."

"Then what are you doing here?"

You shrug. "I just thought that you'd want to see the MC face their consequences."

"Now? You're going to do that now?" He asks, his gaze darting down to your covered abdomen.

"Yep. "My brothers procured a place just on the outskirts of Charming where we won't be interrupted. You in?"

"Well, yeah. Obviously."

"Good. Then gather whoever's in and follow me."

As you sit in your car, you watch Jax as speaks with several of brothers to see who he's going to leave in charge. And after everything is settled, only five follow Jax to their motorcycles- Opie, Happy, Juice, Tig, and Chibs.

You start your car and start to drive, pausing by the gate until Jax and the others start to roll out. You take off, keeping your speed down as you drive through the town. But the moment you get to the road leading out of Charming, you step on the gas and race towards the location your brothers sent to you.

You drive along an empty stretch of road until you turn down a dirt road which is surrounded by empty crop fields that have seen better days. The road leads up to a dilapidated farmhouse, a very rusted horse corral, and behind all that is a barn where several vehicles have parked.

You park and get out, waiting for Jax to find the perfect spot to park their motorcycles. Once they do, you wait until they gather around.

"I know this started off as club business, but now it's cartel business. I can't have you questioning me in there."

"This is your playground," Jax says. "We're just here for a show."

You nod and then turn towards the barn doors, pushing them open with the help of Chibs and Tig when they get stuck. Inside, several men are hanging about on turned over crates or bales of hay, some even sitting at a small wooden table playing cards. Music plays softly in the background, but it's cut off the moment your presence is noticed.

Immediately, every man and woman scramble to their feet as you approach.

In the middle of the barn, there's a line of eight men with burlap sacks over their heads sitting in chairs with their wrists tied down to the armrests and ankles tied to the legs. Walking down the line of men, you snatch the sacks from their heads.

"Wakey, wakey, motherfuckers." Each man is clearly exhausted, agitated, and pissed off.

You save the MC President for last, smirking as he sneers at you. "Stupid bitch." He seethes. "Let us go. Right now."

"Bitch," you muse. "If you're going to insult me, at least call me a cunt. Or whore. Those words have much more of an impact."

"Cunt."

Your fist whips out, striking him across the face so hard that his head jerks to the side. He turns to glare back up at you, spitting blood that lands on your pant leg. "Now, now. If you're going to insult me again, at least be creative about it. Your lack of creativity is sorely disappointing." He roars at you, trying to free his wrists and feet, but you merely laugh and continue to pace in front of his men. "Now I'm sure you're all wondering why you're here and it's quite simple, really." You stop pacing, expression hardening. "You fucked with the wrong woman."

Then like a switch has been flipped, you go back to smiling and pacing, gesturing wildly as you talk. "Normally I wouldn't touch MC business with a ten foot pole, but you fuckers messed up. You broke into my home and went after a child under my care- a child that I hold very near and dear to my heart. So, now your piss poor attempt at taking over territory that doesn't belong to you has now come under cartel jurisdiction, and I will make sure that any stupid motherfuckers who dares to come after the Sons of Anarchy will pay a price."

"Fuck that. We didn't cross any cartel!"

"Oh honey," you mockingly coo as you come to a stop in front of the one who spoke. "I am part of the cartel." Turning around, you walk towards a long table and lift the cloth laying atop of it. Beneath the cloth, there's a variety of weapons. You tuck a glock into the back waistband of your jeans and then grasp a dagger in your dominant hand. Then turning to walk back towards the bound men, you smirk. "Now what I want are the assholes who attacked me and dared to point a gun at a child. You give me those men and the rest of you can walk out of here."

Silence.

Dead fuckin' silence.

"Nothing?" You chuckle. "Come on, guys. Give 'em up. I swear it's not worth protecting them. I mean, I can probably figure it out. Eyes are windows to the soul and all that rot. You might have been wearing masks, but I still remember those cowardly glints very well."

"Fuck you! I ain't no coward."

"Bingo!" You shout, pointing the tip of your blade at the culprit. Walking up to the guy, you can't help but laugh as he realizes his mistake and clamps his mouth shut. "One down, one more to go."

"I ain't telling you shit."

"No?" Switching the dagger to your other hand, you pull the glock free from behind your back. You step close to the man, taking aim at his crotch. "Are you sure about that?"

He cruelly smirks. "You're all talk and no-"

BANG!

The guy immediately starts screaming, his buddies struggling in their chairs, and you laugh. When you glance around the room, you see those you consider family chuckling and the Sons cringing in sympathy as they cover their crotches. You walk around so you're standing behind the screaming fool, swapping the dagger and gun in your hands so the dagger is back in your dominant hand. "Going once… going twice…" He continues to scream, and you sigh when no one else speaks up.

And then before anyone can comprehend what you've done, you've dragged the blade across the guy's neck.

As he gurgles on his blood and his friends shout obscenities at you, you walk around so you're standing before them once again.

"That's three of my men you've killed already," the President says. "I think fair's fair."

"I want the last one," you say. "One last guy and you're good to go."

No one says anything, but the President's expression hardens. There's a cold glint in his eye that you're very familiar with, and you know that should he walk out of these barn doors, he'll do anything and everything for revenge. "Samuel. I sent Samuel."

The Samuel in question squawks and you smile beautifully at him over the shoulder before staring at the President once more. "Harsh. Selling out your own guy like that." You saunter up to him, sighing. "But he's the thing; I hate snitches."

Then before the President can blink, you take aim and pull the trigger. The bullet hits him right between the eyebrows.

The struggling, bound men all seem to cease movement and you turn towards them. "Now that that's out of the way…" You walk back towards Samuel, scoffing at his whimpering. "You might get to live today, Sammy, but not without something to remember why messing with the Sons a big no-no."

"And w-what's that?"

You slowly smile. "Open your fist, Samuel. Lay your hand flat against the armrest."

His eyes widen as he whimpers, but he hesitantly does as you've said. Then when his hand is nice and flat, you drive your blade through the back of his hand, pinning it to the arm rest.

As he screams, you sneer at him and then start to make your way towards the Sons. On your way, you hand off your gun before coming to a stop in front of Jax and pasting on a smile as you glance at each Sons. "Who's hungry?"

"Marry me," Happy grumbles.

You laugh at him, winking, and then glance back at Jax. "You're a little psycho," he says.

"Only when the occasion calls for it. But seriously, can we go get food?"

Jax laughs as he sidles up to your side, sliding an arm along the back of your shoulders. "Do burgers sound good?"

"Burgers sound marvelous. I also want a vanilla milkshake."

"Good. We'll go grab some and surprise Abel. He's been itching to go to your house again."

"Ugh. Your kid is so adorable. But maybe let me settle in before you grab him. My abdomen is on fire and if we tell him I'm sick, maybe he won't be so hyperactive."

"Let me see."

Begrudgingly, you lift the hem of your shirt and glance down. Sure enough, you've bled through your bandages. "New plan; No Abel."

"What? But-"

"Nope." Jax squeezes you to his side as you sigh. "You're gonna go home, Chibs will follow to patch you up, and I'll go pick up some food. Abel can go one more day without seeing you."

"Boo."

The Sons chuckle.

"What about us?" Juice asks, gesturing between himself, Tig, and Happy.

"I don't care, Juice. Do whatever you want."

As they head towards their motorcycles, Jax walks you to your car.

"So, are you really okay with this?" You ask. "Okay with me and all that I'm capable of?"

"Yeah." Jax nods. "More than okay, actually. It's good to know that should shit find its way to your doorstep again, you'll handle it."

"Damn right I will." You swing around so you're standing in front of Jax, arms wrapping around his waist as his go around your shoulders. "I will protect Abel with my life again and again. Never doubt that."

"Just Abel?" His eyebrow arches.

"You're a close second," you muse. Leaning up on the tips of your toes, you peck his lips. "Now seriously. Food, Teller. I need food."

"Yeah, yeah." He kisses you again. "Go home and get settled. I'll be there soon."

[lunajay33]

Been Waiting

•🫐⛓️‍💥🇺🇸🪽•

Summary: You and Happy have been secretly together behind your family for a year, but when the club goes into lockdown and the only room left for you is Happys dorm things start to unravel, all the secrets come out

Pairing: Happy Lowman x f!reader

Includes: Age Gap, Violence, Pregnancy

•Masterlist•

•1 Year Ago•

There was a new member to the group who was coming back after being a Nomad for awhile so Mom, the SAMCRO mother, had me help get things ready for the welcoming home party

I wasn’t as involved with the group things as my mother, father and brother are seeing as I’m still in my early twenties they wanted to keep me away from the danger and chaos

But I was always excited for a party, especially a SAMCRO party, I finished up helping with the food in the kitchen, changing into black Jean shorts, a v cut longsleeve white t shirt, black cowgirl boots, and matching silver jewelry with adorning onyx gemstones

I pull into the lot and the party is already started, members all over the place celebrating and drinking, some fighting in the ring while others watched and bet, I found mom and went to check on her

“Hey sweetheart, looking pretty nice for all these slimy guys” she smirks as she sets out some hamburgers

“Well I wanted to look my best for the new member to join the family, now where is he?” She nods as she points over to one of the fires where a man sits, eyes piercing black, sleeves of tattoos and my heart clenches in my chest, never have I seen a member like this but there was something about him that drew me in

I take a hamburger and put it on a plate and get a fresh beer, making my way over to him I sit and he turns to me not saying a word just watching…..observing

“I hear you’re the newcomer, thought I’d welcome you to the family myself!” I smile as I hand him the burger and beer, he takes it hesitantly but his shoulders seem to relax

“You a croweater?” He asks his voice raspy sending a thrilling chill through me

“What no, I’m Jax’s sister” his eyes go wide for a split second

“Didn’t know, never seen you around before” he takes a swig of the cool beer

“Yeah they’ve been hiding me away for a while now, but I’ve convinced them to let me come around more” he grunts as his eyes subtly glance over my exposed thighs

“Good”

•

After that day I started dropping by the club more just to get a glimpse of him or anything really, sure it may sound desperate but that man was all I could think about, he was so mysterious it enticed me, when you grow up in this town with guys knowing your family they weren’t too keen on trying their luck, but Happy is apart of this world

I turn the corner heading to Jax dorm to pass out, completely exhausted from cleaning up after one of the guys drunken ragers they had the night before, when I bump into a firm chest

“Shit sorry lil girl” that nickname oh god he was killing me, looking up I catch his gaze as they roam my body, he’s gotten more comfortable with me since the first night we meet, Jax told me he’s not one for trusting immediately

“No it’s my fault I’m just tired, didn’t see where I was going” I say rubbing my eyes his hands still on my shoulders

“Guys got you running around?” His voice dropping a level like he was mad

“Mom says it’s my job, I have to clean up after everyone, and the guys sure like to make a mess” I try to laugh it off but he’s not laughing

“Come you’re sleeping in my room” he leads me with no hesitance to his dorm, its clean unlike Jax’s

I sit on the bed and he throws me on of his white shirts

“Get comfortable and relax lil girl” then he was gone leaving me with so many feelings

•Present•

It’s been a year since the first moment I meet the love of my life, sure we had an age gap but I didn’t care and he didn’t either, he treated me amazingly unlike how some members treat their woman, even though Jax is my brother he’s a prick to girls, can’t keep his emotions in check, or his dick in his pants, but with Happy I never have to worry about what he’s doing when I’m not there because he’s mine and I’m his, and he reassures me every chance he gets in his own ways

I huff as I strip out of my clothes and unhook my bra as happy lays in the bed, I walk to the mirror and pull my hair back into a messy bun and pull on one of his SAMCRO shirts

“You know I love you in my shirts but your sexy as hell without them lil girl” he grunts making me laugh at his filthy mind

I crawl in next to him and he immediately wraps his arms around me, my head to his chest, I trace my finger gently over his multitude of tattoos

“Think the guys are catching on” he says as he hand lifts the bottom of my shirt resting on my lower back

“How?”

“Well before you I was all over the ladies, think they see I’m not messing around”

“Ever the ladies man, but how could they connect that I’m the only woman you want hmmm?” I tease as I brush my fingers over his cheekbone and he looks down at me

“Sooner or later someone will catch us, you’re not the quietest girl” he smirks tapping my ass

“Hey I can’t help that you fuck me just right”

“You got that right”

•

At the garage I’m sorting through some papers to help mom out since everyone’s been so busy with the white power group coming to town

Hearing the rumble of the bikes we head outside seeing the guys pull up, seeing Happy on his bike always did something to me, weak in my knees seeing him in his kutte showing his muscles and tattoos, all I want to do in that moment is run over like Tara and mom are doing but I can’t, so I just lean against the building as our eyes meet so a while

Chucky comes out of the shop with a burger in hand to see the guys, he was a little ray of sunshine around the place but when the smell of the meat hits me my stomach flips, I run to the garbage can next to the shop and empty everything I’ve eaten today

“Shit are you okay?” He asks worried, I wipe my mouth and nod trying to catch my breath, he helps guide me to the steps to the office to sit down

Looking up happy is crouched in front of me the worry written all over his face

“Sick?” He asks putting his hand on my knee and I feel a little better just at his touch

“I don’t know, just hit me I’m sure I’m fine” looking behind him I see the guys taking glances at us, confused as to why Happy cared

“They’re watching” I whisper as I place my hand ontop of his

“Don’t care right now, had to check if you’re okay” he grumbles

“Are you getting soft on me Happy?”

“Soft? Never and you know that lil girl” he smirks before squeezing my hand and heading back to the guys

I know it’s not just sickness, I’ve been late for my period for 2 months and I’m only now just realizing

I get my purse and head to my car when mom stops me

“And where are you going little lady?”

“I just need to head to the store quickly, need anything?”

“No sweetheart you go, don’t be long”

Driving to the store my mind is racing, how do I tell him? We haven’t really talked about kids, we haven’t even told anyone we’re together let alone having a baby together

I speed through the store getting the test and going to the bathroom, the ten minutes were the slowest of my life

When the timer on my phone goes off my hands are shaking as I take the test and turn it over

Two lines……I’m pregnant

•

I feel the anxiety in my body the whole day even when I’m at home alone nothing can ease me right now except the man I need to tell

The door to my place opens like every other night and it’s Happy, he throws off his boots and slumps down on the couch next to me sighing as he wraps his arm around my shoulders and kissing my temple

“You still feeling sick Angel?” He only used Angel when he was worried

“I have something I need to tell you Hap” his eyes bore into mine telling me to go on

“I wasn’t just sick, I’ve been missing my period for two months, I took a test……I’m pregnant” he was still not a single emotion on his face as his eyes went from mine to my stomach

“I know it’s a lot, we haven’t even talked about it” he gets up and he’s out the door just as quick as he came leaving me with a whole in my heart, I never thought of all his reactions he’d leave

I feel the tears pool and can’t help but let them fall, if he leaves I’ll be alone and I won’t even be able to talk to anyone about it, I just want him he’s all I’ve ever wanted and I’m keeping this little baby no matter what happens

•

I get ready for work the next day, my eyes red and puffy my hair a mess but I couldn’t bring myself to care at this moment, I walk into the shop and get to work

“Sweetheart you look like a mess, rough night?”

“You could say that” I groan rubbing my itchy eyes from all the tears I shed

She pats my shoulder and Chibs walks in dropping off another paper

“Thanks”

“Ye alright las?” He asks as he leans against the desk next to wear im sitting

“Not really Chibs, feels like my world is crumbling and I’m all alone”

“Happy?” My heart stops I look up at him with wide eyes and he just smiles

“What? I…..how did you find out”

“It’s easy, for me atleast, say the way he looks at ye, never seen him care if someone was sick before” I sigh

“Don’t tell anyone please it’s….complicated right now… have you seen him today?”

“Nah, his bike ain’t here yet” I was starting to get worried, the more time went passed the more it felt like he’s really gone

•

It’s mid day and a bunch of cars pull up, mostly woman and kids, confused I go to Jax

“What’s going on?”

“We gotta go into lockdown, zobelle is getting too cocky, can’t risk someone else getting hurt”

“Oh should I go grab an overnight bag?”

“Yeah go quick you should be fine” I left driving quickly to my place, throwing together a bag, some clothes, makeup, perfume, all the necessities

I lock up and turn bumping into a chest making me squeal in surprise

“Whyre you here alone” that gravelly voice, happy

“I…..Jax said I’d be fine to go alone…..where have you been?” I ask looking up at him with a lump in my throat, his eyes ever piercing

“Let’s get you back” he lifts me onto the back of his bike, strapping my helmet on and gets infront of me as we drive off in silence

Getting to the lot I feel so many mixed emotions, does he still love me, was this just an order to come get me

“The place is pretty filled I don’t know where you’re going to stay sis” Jax says, he always seemed to take care of everyone else before me

“She’ll stay in my room, safest place” Jax gives us both a look but nods

Happy takes my bag and we go to his room and when I step in all that doubt is gone, looking around the room my heart is filled with a joy like no other, a bassinet in the corner, a changing station with little SAMCRO blankets and beanies

“Been working on it all night” he says as he sits on the edge of the bed

I turn back to him standing between his legs and his hands come to rubs my hips

“So you want this? You wanna have this baby with me?”

“Hell yeah, when you told me I was shocked, shit I should’ve stayed but you know I’m not great with that emotional shit” I run my hands over his shoulders and he drops his head to rest on my belly

“I know but next time don’t leave me Hap, if you need to leave the room and collect your thoughts I get it but walking out on me…..I thought you were gone for good” his head snaps up as he tightens his grip

“You know you’re mine, you’re not getting rid of me now lil girl” I love when his possessive side comes out

“It’s gonna be a boy” he grumbles matter of fact

“No it’ll be a girl, I see you as a girl dad”

“Yeah we’ll see about that” he pulls me down onto the bed hovering over me

“Do we tell the others or let them guess why you have baby shit in your room and why I’m sporting a baby bump without them knowing I have an old man”

“I like sneaking you around, makes it hot”

“Oh really, well Chibs already figured us out, guess we wait to see how long it takes the rest”

•

Sitting around a table for dinner, everyone’s having chili and fries, sat next to Chibs and Happy, across from us is Jax Tigs and Tara

“Sis want a beer?” Jax asks trying to hand me one but Happy takes it instead

“Oh I’m good still feeling a bit sick” I lie as happy takes a sip of the beer like it was no big deal but the guys gave us a look

“Am I missing something here?” Tigs asks

“No?”

Chucky comes out of the back straight to Happy

“Hey happy sir, what’s with the baby stuff in your room” chucky was always scared of happy, as he should

“What the hell were you doing in my room” he growls staring daggers at him

“I…..Gemma wanted me to drop of something for y/n and she’s staying in your room” I look back at the others and I can see things click

“Wait wait wait, happy you better explain yourself” Jax groans

“It’s private” I place my hand on his thigh under the table trying my best not to smirk, everyone knows happy keeps things private so they didn’t ask much further, mostly out of fear

Looking next to me to Chibs he gives me a knowing smile of congrats, he leans in whispering

“Bit old for ye aye lassy” he laughs making me blush

“Even better”

After supper I’m feeling tired from the roller coaster of a day, deciding to head to bed early

The crew hanging around the poll tables

“I’m gonna head to bed, night guys” without a second though and almost on instinct I lean up and pull happy into a kiss and walk off not even thinking twice about it until arms are wrapped around me carrying me back to the guys, juice sits me down on the table and every is just looking at me shocked

“What? Did I do something wrong?” Happy stands across from me smirking

“You just kissed me lil girl” my face completely flushed as I look at everyone around me wanting to shrink in on myself

“Lil girl? What the hell when did you start calling her that?” Clay asks and a chill runs down my spine he was always very protective

“Look it was just a mistake, just a thank you for helping me today” I try to intervene

“You sure?” Bobby asks with a raised eyebrow

“Come on Angel just tell them” happy grumbles wrapping his arms around my waist after I jump down from the table

“Are you sure?” I ask looking up and back at him, his hands placed over my belly, he nods and grunts in agreement

“I’m Happys ol lady”

“Uuuuuuuuuh since when?” Juice asks dumbfounded

“About a year, kinda hit it off during his welcome party”

“A year? And out of everyone happy that psycho” Tigs says making happy laugh

“I like them a little crazy, plus he makes me feel like an angel”

“You better or you’re dead” clay says

“Hold up a minute……the baby shit in your room happy? Are you pregnant sis?”

“Yeah, just found out today” the guys cheer congratulating us both

“Must be pretty pussy whipped to finally settle down brother” Tigs adds making me smack him up side the head

“You’re just jealous”

“Yeah she’s all mine, you’re stuck with pass arounds, I got the best piece of ass out there” happy smirks as he smacks my ass making me blush, shit I love this man

•

It’s been a few days now of this lock down and I was going a little crazy and these pregnancy cravings were kicking in high gear

Sighing I sit at the bench outside the club waiting for the guys to get back, too many people in there and I can’t stand the constant chatter, I like my peace and I always got that with Happy

Halfsack comes out and sits across from me, he’s sweet he’s around my age so we get along well

“Who’re you feeling? Heard you’re pregnant!”

“Fine just reeeeeeeeally hungry, I want a chocolate brownie milkshake and pizza but I can’t leave” he laughs

“Want me to order it for you?”

“Please! I’ll put in a good word for you with the infamous Tacoma killer” he perks up like a little boy and whips out his phone

“I’m on it!”

We wait a while and the gates open and the guys pull into the lot just in time for Half sack to get my food coming back and placing it infront of me, a whole pizza and a large milkshake making me look ridiculous as the guys come over

“A little hungry there lassy” Chibs laughs and I look down embarrassed

Happy leans down next to me kissing my temple

“The baby has cravings and I’m hungry” I groan

“No one comments on what she eats again” happy growls as he hands me my drink and opens the box for me

“Yeah he’s totally pussy whipped”

“Watch yourself tiggy don’t think I won’t beat your ass just because I’m pregnant” I say making everyone laugh

•

It’s been 5 months and I’m about 7 months along now, today we are having the baby reveal at the club, mom insisted we celebrate since it’ll be a new member to the family, walking into the club with Happy, his hand on my lower back guiding me along, he’s become extra touchy with me since he found out I was pregnant

“Okay everyone put in your guesses on what you think the baby will be!” Mom says going around from each person

“Definitely a boy” Jax said

“Nah man Happys totally a girl dad” tig adds and chibs agrees

“I’m with Jax it’s a boy” juice cheers, Opie agrees, halfsack says it’ll be a girl, dad thinks a boy and mom does too

“From mothers intuition I think it’s a little girl”

“So I’ll have two lil girls now” happy whispers to me

“No im your lil girl, this’ll be your baby girl” he smiles rubbing my belly

“Come on you two plenty of time for that on your own time let’s find out!” Mom says motioning for us to come up, she hands us both guns, paint ball guns with a target we’re meant to shot

“Alright 3…..2….1!” We both shoot and pink paint explodes across the targets, I scream jumping into Happys arms

“I told you!!!!” I can’t believe I’m have a little girl, happy holds me close and kisses my temple

“I’m gonna protect you both for the rest of my life lil girl” and in that moment I knew he was all I’ll ever need

•

Taglist: @mamawiggers1980 @samcrosfaith

[cregansgf]

Relax {Happy Lowman}

Warnings: none just cute fluff with Hap,

a/n: i live for soft Happy imagines oml.

Happy looked down at the flowers in his hand, slightly nervous. That was the affect you had on him, somehow you turned the Tacoma Killer soft whenever he was around you.

Happy knew you were having a bad day, having heard so by Gemma, who told him how you called her complaining about work, and your shitty boss. So he wanted to do something to make you feel better.

10 minutes before you were set to walk through the front door he started a bath, putting some bubbles inside, along with some of your favorite smelling salts. He let out a hum as he lit some candles as the tub filled, steam filling the air.

He placed the flowers down on the little table you guys had beside the bath when he heard your car approaching the driveway. He looked around the bathroom proud of his work as he slipped out walking towards the door to greet you.

When you walked inside the first thing you saw was Happy standing there, a grin on his face. “Hi, baby” you smiled, kicking off your shoes.

“Ma,” He murmured, his voice low and raspy, “Close your eyes” he spoke as he walked behind you.

You looked at him confused for a moment before closing your eyes as his hands slid to grip your waist as he lead you towards the bathroom. “Ready?” He questioned, his tone playful

“I think so” you smiled, waiting a moment before opening your eyes, letting out a small gasp as you took everything in, a huge grin breaking out on your face. “Hap..” You whispered, looking at the flowers and candles

“You’ve had a bad day, i wanted to make it—“ He was cut off by you wrapping your arms around him, placing your lips on his.

“Thank you!”

He let out a chuckle as you undressed, watching closely as you got inside the bath, letting out a content sigh. He sat on the tubs rim, grabbing your shampoo before squirting some into his hand, using the other to run some water over your hair before he started massaging the shampoo into your scalp. He let out a hum as he saw the way your body relaxed, the pleased look on your face. It was only when he went to wash your shoulders you stopped him.

“Join me.” You whispered, looking up at him, sliding further up the tub, leaving room behind you so he could get in. He contemplated it for a moment, before taking off his clothes, getting in behind you.

You turned your body around so you were facing him, before moving yourself on his lap, grabbing the cloth and running it over his chest,

“This is supposed to be for you” He groaned, closing his eyes.

“It is, I prefer you in here with me.”

The look he gave you after you said those words sent shivers down your spine, he looked as if he was in love. Like nothing else mattered but this moment. Because it didn’t.

The only thing that mattered to him was you.

[brunettemarionette]

Can I have a fluffy request for Happy Lowman with cute, blanket and love.

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Laughter echoed softly through the living room as you and Happy settled into your favorite spot on the couch. It was cold out, and fall was officially here.

The fire crackled gently, casting a warm glow over the room. You snuggled deeper into the thick, knitted blanket that covered both of you, which you had to force over his lap.

"Do you think they're cute?" you asked, glancing at the TV playing a corny romantic comedy. You bit your lip, suppressing a giggle at the characters' antics and the plot's ridiculousness.

Happy chuckled, his signature smirk tugging at the corners of his lips. "Sure, but not as cute as you," he teased, his deep voice sending shivers down your spine.

You felt your cheeks heat up at his words; he always had his own way of making you feel special, even when he was teasing you. You scoffed lightly, tossing a handful of popcorn at him, laughing as he expertly dodged it.

"Stop it, or I might just fall in love with you all over again," you teased, your heart racing at the thought, but it was always easy falling for him over and over.

He turned serious for a moment, his blue eyes locking onto yours. "You know I'm already in this for real, right?" He leaned in closer, the warmth of his body mingling with the soft blanket enveloping you both. "You're mine… and I'm yours."

You felt your heart swell with love at his words, knowing Happy wasn't exactly the poster child of commitment before you. "I know," you whispered, smiling back at him.

Happy reached out to tuck a loose strand of hair behind your ear, his fingers brushing against the softness of your cheek as he captured your chin, leaning in for a kiss.

As the movie played on, you both settled into a comfortable silence, the blanket cocooning you in a sense of safety and warmth. A softness that no one would believe could come from the Tacoma Killer.

"Want to get a Chinese food and watch another shitty movie?" Happy asked, breaking the stillness as he glanced down at you.

"See, always saying the right things to make me fall for you again," I joke as I smile against his lips. "We can, but only if we can share it under this cute blanket,"

"Deal," he said with a grin, and you felt him pull you even closer.

The fire flickered, and the movie continued. You revelled in the simple joy of being in love with him, wrapped in your own little bubble, a world away from everything else.

Nothing mattered in these moments; anything outside of this didn't exist. Not the club and their problems, not the guys or Gemma. Just you and Happy cuddled up watching crappy rom-coms.

[dallianceangel]

Kiss Me

Some Happy content for you 🥵🤣

🫦 comments, likes and reblogs are highly appreciated 🫦

“Happy, are you fucking serious?”

You glance at him, arms crossed, trying to stop yourself from laughing. The Christmas party at the clubhouse is in full swing, and Happy has just pulled you aside for a quiet moment.

Happy smirks, his eyes filled with mischief. “C’mon, just one little kiss.”

You roll your eyes but can't suppress a smile. You look down at his crotch, the sight of the mistletoe hanging on his hard cock making you laugh. “What if someone walks in?”

“Let them. I don’t give a shit,” he whispers, leaning even closer.

With a mix of nerves and excitement, you finally nod. “Fine, just one.”

Happy smirks, feeling victorious. You drop to your knees, kissing him exactly where he wants, your eyes meeting him in the process. Before long, you take him in your mouth, driving him fucking wild.

[etclouie]

Congrats on the 1000

Can I have

Open your legs for me, baby. I wanna see you." With Happy.

Thank you 😊

˚୨୧⋆｡ — title; be good for him (happy lowman x fem!reader)

˚୨୧⋆｡ — prompt/s; “open your legs for me, baby. i wanna see you” — from "𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙝, 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩…" 𝙨𝙢𝙪𝙩 𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙜𝙪𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙩𝙨 

˚୨୧⋆｡ — warnings; smut—oral (f receiving), minors do not interact!!!, uhm that’s it tho i think?? (508 words)

˚୨୧⋆｡ — a/n; there’s 3 more happy reqs directly after this one🤞

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your thighs squeezed together, an unamused look on Happy’s face as he watched you. 

his eyes raked across your body before settling on your legs, he huffed. both hands hooking under the backs of your knees in an attempt to pry them open. 

“open your legs for me, baby. i wanna see you”

he instructed, his tone leaving no room for debate. slowly, you opened your legs to his hungry gaze. 

your skin heated under his gaze, the pool of want for him bubbling in your stomach. 

“there we go”

he cooed, leaning over you to catch your lips in a kiss. he nipped at your bottom lip as his thumb pressed to your clit, drawing tight figure eights against it and pulling a moan from your throat. 

your back arched up off of the bed, pleasure shooting through you at his ministrations. 

after a minute, he pulled back. his eyes trailed down your body before settling on your cunt. 

slowly, he kissed his way down your body before settling between your thighs. his breath fanning across your cunt as he spoke. 

“be still for me”

he waited until you nodded, his lips twitching into a smile before he leaned in. 

his tongue lapped up your arousal, groaning into your cunt at the taste of you. his hands kept your legs open as he lavished attention to your aching clit. 

you watched him through hooded eyes, hands fisting the sheets on either side of you as he sent you hurtling towards your climax. 

the pleasure bubbled hotter in your belly, your cunt fluttering around nothing until he pushed in two fingers. 

“i know i know”

he grumbled, pumping his fingers while you moaned at the intrusion. 

your hips lifted from the bed, chasing the pleasure he was willingly giving you. he smirked against your cunt, crooking his fingers just right to hit that one spot that had your vision going white. 

his tongue swirled and flicked around your clit, your moans flowing freely again as you hurtled faster towards your climax. 

“baby—“

you moaned out, teetering on the edge. the coil wound impossibly tight as he continued to pump his fingers, his tongue moving across your clit before he mumbled out. 

“cum for me baby”

you nodded, eyes screwed shut as you toppled over the edge with a cry of his name. your cunt spasmed around his fingers as your release coated each digit. 

your head fell back onto the pillows as a triumphant smirk made its way across Happy’s face, his tongue lapping up the last of your release as he pulled his fingers from your warmth. 

his free hand lifted to cradle your face, tilting your gaze back to him as he sucked his fingers clean of your release. 

you moaned at the sight, a new wave of arousal settling in the pit of your stomach. the sight of him and his actions were already enough for you, his chin glistening with your slick as he spoke. 

“not done with you, want to fuck you baby”

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Bad Driver

Description: Happy's girlfriend isn't the best driver

Word Count: 493

Warnings: none

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Happy is sitting outside TM waiting for his girlfriend to pull up. As she pulls in he notes a new scratch on the side, adding to the collection of the many others he'd have to fix later.

As the car comes to a stop, he looks at the damage, shaking his head in mild annoyance. He walks over to her car door, a look of resignation on his face. "Seriously, babe? Another scratch?"

"Huh? What do you mean" she asks poking her head out of her window to have a look at the side of her car.

Happy points to the fresh mark on her car, an amused expression on his face.

"See this new scratch right here? That's what I'm talking about."

"But I was super careful this time...are you sure its not an old one?" She pouts stepping out of the car to get a closer look.

Happy chuckles under his breath, enjoying her cluelessness. "Sorry, babe, but that's fresh. Trust me, I'd know if it was an old one."

"But I don't remember hitting anything...are you sure it's a scratch and not just a smudge or something?" She mumbles in denial, pulling her sleeve down over her hand to try and buff the mark off.

Happy lets out a playful scoff, crossing his arms as he watches her struggle. "Babe, I think I know the difference between a smudge and a scratch. And I'm pretty sure that's not gonna buff out."

He leans against her car, a teasing grin on his face. "Just promise me you'll be more careful next time. I can only fix that car so many times before I start charging you for the labor."

"I swear I was careful, Hap. I don't know what happened. God, you must hate me... I'm not doing it on purpose." she rambles still trying to buff it out.

Happy's tough exterior melts a bit at her words. He steps closer to her, gently pulling her hand away from the car. "Babe, I don't hate you. I know you're not doing it on purpose. You're just a terrible driver."

"...I'm not that bad.." she whines at him.

Happy rolls his eyes with a smirk, raising an eyebrow. "Babe, you've got a scratch or dent on this car every other week. I think that qualifies as being a bad driver."

She huffs a little, looking back at her poor car. "...maybe I could improve....a little.." she relents "is the scratch fixable at least?" She asks hopfully.

Happy grins at her reluctant admission and gives a reassuring nod. "Yeah, babe. It's fixable. Just a surface scratch. Nothing I can't take care of."

He takes her hand, leading her away from the car. "Come on, it's not worth stressing over. Let's go inside. I'll fix it up later."

He puts an arm around her, guiding her towards the garage while he glances back at the car and shakes his head, suppressing a chuckle.