Concept: it’s a clear night. We get a rowboat and I row us out into the middle of a lake to look at the stars. While you’re looking up at the night sky thinking, “wow; how beautiful,” I’m thinking just the same about you
Concept: we’re on a long roadtrip in our old rusty van. It’s sunny and we’re surrounded by blankets and the few possessions we need. We’re perfectly content with just this, we don’t need or want anything else, just each other
Summary: The reader, who is a waitress at Pop’s, falls hard for Jughead over the summer. After she works up the courage to give him her number, she finds him in a booth with Betty Cooper and is heartbroken.
Approx. 1300 words
I had been working as a waitress at Pop’s Chock’lit Shoppe for the entire summer in an attempt to save
up some money for all the travelling I had planned to do once school had
finished for good. I had naively assumed that it would be the most boring
summer of my life, just taking orders and bring people their food, but that was
before I waited on Jughead Jones. It was only my third shift and it was a
Monday night, which meant that it was reasonably quiet, when I shuffled over to
the booth in the middle of the diner where one person was sitting; yawning as I
slowly pulled my notepad from my pocket.
“What can I get for you?” I asked politely, not raising my
gaze from my notepad.
“The usual” he replied.
I sighed and looked
up, about to explain that I was new and therefore I didn’t yet know ‘the usual’
order of everyone in Riverdale, but I was rendered speechless when I saw him.
He was focused on his laptop screen and was typing ferociously, so I had a
moment to observe him unnoticed before he turned to me, and I knew in that
second that I was in trouble. His curls were midnight black and were escaping
from an unusual grey crown-shaped beanie that was pulled firmly over his head.
He was lanky, but still muscular as I could see the shape of his bicep flexing
against his jacket, and his facial features were well defined, with a sharp jaw
and angular cheekbones. He had the kind of face that stopped you in your
tracks. As he gazed up at me with his emerald-green eyes – probably wondering
why I was still standing there – there was no trace of arrogance or cockiness
on his face, his clear obliviousness of his own good looks just made me fall
for him all the more.
“Oh I’m sorry” he laughed sheepishly, “I didn’t realise you were
new! I’ll have a cheeseburger and fries please.”
“Of course” I said, blushing fiercely.
“I’m Jughead” he said, his hand outstretched. “I spend most
of my time here so we will probably get to know each other pretty well” he
“I’m Y/N” I murmured and I took
his warm hand and smiled at him through my lashes.
I spent the rest of the summer silently crushing on Jughead,
it didn’t help that he was in the diner almost every day. Sometimes I even
helped him with his novel as whenever he couldn’t think of a word he would
always call me for my assistance and I never minded, even when it was really
busy. Eventually, near the end of the summer, my best friend Veronica Lodge got
tired of watching me stare at Jughead with puppy-dog eyes and declared that I had
to let him know how I felt.
“Leave him your number” she advised me, “write it on a
napkin like they do in the movies.”
“I don’t know Ronnie, what if he doesn’t like me in that
way? I don’t want to make things awkward” I whined.
“Well it’s awkward for me watching you pine after him” she
moaned; “If you don’t do anything then I will have to do it for you” she
That was enough to persuade me as I grabbed a napkin off the
counter and carefully wrote my number down. When it was time to take Jughead’s
order over to him, I took a deep breath as I picked up the plates and carried
them over to his usual booth, but to my horror I discovered that he wasn’t
alone. A gorgeous blonde-haired, green-eyed girl was sitting opposite him, the
kind of gorgeous that I couldn’t match. They were laughing as I set the plates
down and hastily stuffed the napkin in my apron; she looked up and smiled at me
“Hey Y/N!” Jughead said excitedly, making my heart ache,
“Betty would you like anything? It’s on me” he said, gesturing towards the menu.
“Oh could I get a vanilla milkshake?” she asked me sweetly.
“Mmhmm” I replied, trying to sound genuine. Just as I
reached into my apron to pull out my notepad and write down her order, the
napkin with my phone number written on it was accidently pulled out also and
fluttered to the ground at Jughead’s feet.
“Oh Y/N, you dropped this” he exclaimed as he leant down to
pick it up. My stomach dropped as I saw it in his hand and, before I had the
chance to take it off him, he noticed the number written upon it in my familiar
scrawl. “Ooo who’s the lucky guy?” he joked.
His face fell immediately when
he saw my expression; I was biting my lip and trying not to cry as I shook my
head at him slightly, silently begging him to stop.
“Oh god, Y/N I didn’t mean –” he
began, but I had already turned and practically ran into the kitchen where I
was safe from prying eyes. I told one of the other waitresses that I was
suddenly feeling very sick and, taking one look at my pale face, she
practically ushered me out of the back door, promising to cover my tables.
Later that evening I was crying down the phone to Veronica,
who I had left abandoned in the diner, as I was trying to figure out how I was
going to be able to finish my shift tomorrow knowing that he would be there.
“It was so… so… humiliating Ronnie” I sniffed, “he even
asked me who I was giving the number to until he realised it was supposed to be
“Awh hun, I’m sure he is actually really flattered that you
wanted to give him your number” she reassured me, “he was probably joking about
it initially to hide his disappointment as he thought you were giving it to
“I doubt it, did you see the girl he was with!” I moaned.
“Believe me, I did!” she exclaimed excitedly.
“Ronnie! Now is not the time!” I warned.
Just at that moment there was a knock on my front-door and,
since both my parents were out, I had to pull myself out of bed to go and
answer it. I muttered down the phone to Veronica that I would call her back and
pulled a sweater over my pyjamas as I trudged downstairs. As I opened the door,
I inhaled in shock as I beheld Jughead on my doorstep, his hair tousled and a
concerned look on his face. Before I could ask him what he was doing here, he sheepishly
held out a familiar looking takeout bag from Pop’s.
“I heard you weren’t feeling well, but I thought it might
have had more to do with my dick-move earlier so I’ve come to apologise. I’m sorry
Y/N, I should have realised” he said sincerely. I nodded, but couldn’t bring
myself to meet his gaze as I still felt humiliated by the whole ordeal, I
should have known that he wouldn’t like me back.
“I’m sorry for embarrassing you in front of your girlfriend”
I mumbled. To my surprise, Jughead laughed.
“Betty isn’t my girlfriend! She is like 110% gay!” he announced,
a slight smugness in his tone. I looked up at him in astonishment; he was
staring back at me intently. Before I could say anything, he took a step
towards me and, pulling me towards him by my waist, his lips crashed down
against mine hungrily. After an initial moment of surprise, I returned the kiss
deeply, leaning into him with my hands pressed against his toned stomach. I
groaned when he pulled away from me and he chuckled.
“I don’t like sucking at stuff,” Kageyama says. “Would you at least tell us what we’re doing wrong?”
No is on the tip of Kei’s tongue, but the other boy is looking at him with a mix of embarrassment and hope, and Kei knows how much it takes to admit you need help with something. He knows after what an ass he’s been to Kageyama and his friend, his boyfriend, all week, it’s probably taking something extra right now.
And here’s the thing. Another thing. To say that Kei doesn’t get summer crushes isn’t entirely accurate anymore.
Despite his best judgment, Kei may be developing a something for the two boys who rent surfboards from his shop every day. It’s more than just a headache (though it certainly is that, too), and before he knows it, he’s agreeing to teach the idiots how to catch waves in the summer heat. And whether or not he’d like to admit it, there might be a thing or two he can learn from them in return.
Relationships: Hinata Shouyou/Kageyama Tobio/Tsukishima Kei, Hinata Shouyou/Kageyama Tobio
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Additional Tags: different first meeting, Crushes, Pining, Summer Romance, Fluff, Kissing, endgame is kagetsukihina Chapters: 1/1
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