The Fourth Musketeer (Part 4)
Requests: Dangit i cried so hard after reading part 3 of 4musketeers, you gotta write another part i dont think my heart can take an ending this harsh bc archie loves her so much and it breaks my heart pleaseeee
There’s gonna be a part 4 right? Oh god please don’t leave it like that 😭
Please do part 4
Do a part 4 please
In a day that started in me Bing reading Jughead images, I found and read all 4 parts of musketeers. And now I need more!!!!
Oh my gawd😱 can you please do another part in 4 Musketeers?! My mood swings bro! My mood swings have been permanently damaged.. lmao
Part four of musketeers please I’m dyeing here 😭😭
Please do a part 4 of “Four Mouseketeers”😭😭😭
I need a 4th part for the 4th musketeer its not a want its a necessity maybe can you add me to the tag list for this series. x
Pairing: Archie x Reader
Description: Reconciliations between (Y/N) and Archie don’t mean happy endings.
Word count: 1,469
A/N: I’m so thankful for all of your positive feedback for this series, enjoy!
Archie spent as much time as he could at Pop’s, choosing to sit in a booth that faced the entrance. He would sit there for hours and stare at the door. Everyone knew why he was doing that, but no one wanted to mention it. He didn’t need them to tell him; he knew it was hopeless. (Y/N) was not going to return to Pop’s.
Veronica Lodge felt extremely guilty. She realized that maybe she shouldn’t have told Archie to go to Pop’s, even though he needed to confront her about his feelings. Archie may have been ready, but it seemed like (Y/N) wasn’t. That’s how Veronica found herself headed to the diner on a Tuesday night, knowing who she would find sitting in the same booth.
“Archiekins,” she cooed, settling onto the seat across from him, “you gotta snap out of this. It’s my fault, I know, but you can’t let this destroy you.”
“Why not, Ronnie?” he questioned, and she saw his tear-clouded eyes. “This is what I have to do to make up for being a horrible friend to (Y/N). I don’t deserve to be her best friend, so why should I have expected her to want to be more?”
“You didn’t even know she was back,” Veronica comforted him. “If I hadn’t told you to go to Pop’s, this wouldn’t have happened.”
“It’s good that this happened,” Archie waved her off. “I needed to know she was back, I needed to tell her. I just don’t deserve her.”
“That’s not true,” she argued. He shook his head and turned his focus towards the door. No one came in. “I’ll fix this, Archie. I got you into this mess, and I’ll get you out of this mess.”
(Y/N) was aware of the consequences of her actions. She knew, as soon as she walked out of the diner, how Archie would respond. They had been best friends for the first thirteen years of their lives, so she could predict how he would react to this heartbreak. However, she rethought her predictions when a raven-haired girl turned up on her doorstep.
“(Y/N), hi, I’m Veronica Lodge,” the girl introduced herself, sticking her hand out for (Y/N) to shake. She hesitantly shook it.
“You were at the diner with Jughead and Betty,” (Y/N) recalled, and Veronica nodded. (Y/N) stepped out onto her porch, closing the door behind her. “What do you want?”
“Listen, I know what happened between you and Archie,” Veronica explained.
“Do you?” (Y/N) scoffed. “I think you don’t even know the half of it.”
“I know you two grew up together,” Veronica told her. “I know you two fell in love, and I know that Archie never called you.”
“There’s a lot more to the story,” (Y/N) muttered. Veronica crossed her arms and sighed.
“I talked to Jughead, Betty, Kevin, even Mr. Andrews. I know how people other than Archie felt about you. Archie’s dad told me about your parents and how you always stayed at the Andrews household when they would fight. Jughead told me about how Archie wanted to ask you to the high school dance before you moved, and he told me about how you two were the most fascinating people in Riverdale. He, Betty, and Kevin told me about how in love the two of you were. And from what I’ve seen and heard, it seems like you guys are still very much in love.” (Y/N) shifted uncomfortably.
“You have no right,” her voice cracked slightly, and Veronica watched as she tilted her head towards the sky, attempting to not cry. “You can’t just…”
“I’m sorry, I’m just trying to help,” Veronica retracted. “I’m the one who sent Archie to Pop’s. He had told me earlier that day that he was still in love with you, and I thought you needed to know. I thought it would be good for him to get it off his chest.”
“Well now look where we are,” (Y/N) smiled sarcastically. “We’re on the verge of losing each other because we can’t communicate.”
“Then talk to him,” Veronica urged. (Y/N) crossed her arms and pursed her lips. “Talk to Archie, please. I know he wants to fix this, and I’m pretty sure you do, too.” (Y/N) stayed quiet for a moment, and Veronica expected for her to send her away. But (Y/N) uncrossed her arms, still frowning, and sighed.
“Tell Archie to come over here tomorrow,” she instructed Veronica. Veronica nodded. “Tell him we need to talk.”
“You wanted to talk, (Y/N)?” Archie asked, tentatively standing on her lawn. He gazed up at her as she stood at her doorstep; he didn’t want to come any closer until she signaled that it was okay. (Y/N) grimly nodded and opened her door wider. Archie walked into her house and glanced around, trying to picture how it looked before she moved. It was much emptier now.
“It’s pretty empty, I know,” (Y/N) voiced Archie’s thoughts. His head turned to face her, and he sent a small smile at her. “There’s not much to unpack.”
“It’s different,” Archie agreed. (Y/N) awkwardly nodded as she hugged her arms to her chest. “So you told Veronica to tell me that you wanted to talk?”
“Yeah,” she replied. “She showed up at my house yesterday and babbled about how we need to fix this.”
“We do,” Archie pointed out.
“I know,” (Y/N) sighed. Archie furrowed his eyebrows.
“You don’t want to?” he asked, frowning. (Y/N) furiously shook her head.
“No, I do,” she immediately responded. “I really want to fix this. I just… I don’t know how. I was gonna give it more time.”
“Do you want more time?” Archie questioned. “If you’re not ready-”
“You’re here,” (Y/N) cut him off. “You’re here, so we should do this now.”
“What do you want to do?”
“I-” (Y/N) faltered, unable to express what she wanted to say. She grabbed Archie’s face and brought it towards hers, connecting their lips. He quickly responded by wrapping his arms around her waist and deepening the kiss. They pulled away, and (Y/N) placed her forehead against Archie’s. He was grinning madly, but she only wore a small smile.
“You wanted more time to do that?” Archie softly laughed. (Y/N) untangled herself from Archie’s arms and hugged herself again. “(Y/N)?”
“I didn’t want to…” she trailed off, swallowing her next words. Archie took a step towards her and grabbed her hand.
“Didn’t want to what?” he asked. “You didn’t want to kiss me?”
“I did,” (Y/N) assured him, placing the hand he wasn’t holding on his cheek. “I really did, Arch, but I didn’t want to hurt you.”
“This isn’t hurting me,” he consoled her. “Sure, after the diner incident I was upset, and I’m sure you were too, but we’re okay now.”
“No we’re not,” (Y/N) began to cry, so Archie wrapped his arms around her. Her head was nestled into his chest.
“What do you mean?”
“I’m not-” her voice was muffled by Archie’s shirt. “I’m not staying in Riverdale.”
“What?” Archie grabbed (Y/N) by the shoulders and held her so that he could look directly into her eyes.
“I might have to go back to New York,” she elaborated.
“You still don’t know why I’m back,” (Y/N) sadly laughed. When she saw the puzzled look on Archie’s face, she continued. “My parents finally got divorced. My mom wanted to move back here, so I decided to go with her. But my dad still wants custody over me, so-”
“So you might have to go back,” Archie finished, sighing. (Y/N) nodded.
“It’s not definite yet, but… they’re going to court next week. And the chances aren’t in my mom’s favor, seeing as my dad’s a pretty good lawyer.”
“But what about you?” Archie pressed, and (Y/N) stared at him, confused by what he meant.
“What about me?”
“What do you want, (Y/N)?” he asked, drawing her slightly closer to him. “Who do you want to be with?”
“I want to be with you, Archie,” she replied, stroking a hand across his cheek. He closed his eyes as he relished in her gentle touch.
“So can’t you say that in court?” Archie questioned. “Can’t you tell them that you want to stay with your mom here in Riverdale? Isn’t that what this is all about?”
“It’s not that simple, Arch,” she sighed. “Sure, I can give my preference and it might weigh the court towards my mom, but there’s more factors than that.”
“You’re going to stay here, (Y/N),” Archie assured her as he enveloped her in a hug. “We will make sure you stay in Riverdale.”
“God I hope so, Arch,” (Y/N) sighed into his chest. “I don’t want to leave you anymore.”
“You won’t ever leave me, (Y/N). I will never let you go again.”
Part five here