Anon requests:can I request a
Jughead Jones imagine where the reader moved from Riverdale a few years ago and
comes back while the Jason Blossom death mystery (she knows what happened and
all even Ms. Grundy) she and Jughead had a past together (like Jughead and
Archie liked her and they were bffs but she liked Jug more) and they still love
each other and Jughead sees her at school and it hits him that she’s back but
he’s dating Betty and Archie still likes her and it pisses off Jug. The
ending’s up to you :)
Could you do a Jughead x reader based on Perfect by Ed Sheeran??
Pairing: Jughead x Betty, Archie x Reader, Jughead x Reader
Description: An old childhood crush returns, and of course, drama ensues.
Word count: 2,208
A/N: wow okay so I totally strayed from the prompts but I’m hoping you like it anyway?? Anyhow, enjoy!
I found a love for me
Darling, just dive right in and follow my lead
Well, I found a girl, beautiful and sweet
Oh, I never knew you were the someone waiting for me
Jughead stood in the school hallway by Betty’s locker, talking and laughing with her. His eyes almost missed a figure walking past him, but at the last second his gaze flickered to a girl striding down the hallway. He did a double take as he realized who it was.
“(Y/N)?” he muttered under his breath, interrupting his conversation with Betty.
“What?” Betty asked, looking over her shoulder at the girl who just passed by. “(Y/N)? Didn’t she used to live around here or something?”
“Yeah,” he answered, breathless. “Yeah, but then she moved.”
“Well, I guess she’s back,” Betty replied, then steered the conversation back to their previous topic. Jughead nodded and responded to everything Betty said, but he couldn’t help but let his mind wander to the girl who returned to Riverdale.
Jughead was not the only member of (Y/N)’s childhood to be shaken by her return; Archie spotted her roaming the hallways later that day. His heartbeat started to quicken as the feelings for his childhood crush rushed back to him.
“(Y/N)!” he yelled, following her down the hallway. She turned around at the call of her name, and when she noticed Archie, she broke out into a grin.
“Archie!” she exclaimed, walking towards him. “How are you?”
“I’m good,” he answered, and they soon fell in step as they began to walk in the same direction. “How are you?”
“I’m great,” she beamed.
“So you’re back,” he noted, a smile never leaving his face. (Y/N) smiled and nodded.
“I am,” she replied. “Just moved back a few days ago, actually.” The conversation lulled for a moment, neither (Y/N) or Archie knowing what to say. “So how’s Jughead?” she asked, breaking the silence.
“He’s good,” Archie answered. “He’s got a girlfriend now.” (Y/N) froze.
“Really?” she questioned, painting a smile on her face. “Who?”
“Do you remember Betty Cooper?” Archie asked, and (Y/N) nodded. “He’s dating her.”
“Oh wow,” (Y/N) fake laughed. “Honestly, I always thought she had a thing for you.”
“She did,” Archie shrugged, “but I didn’t feel the same. She moved on to Jughead, I guess.” The pair fell into a moment of silence again before the ringing of the school bell broke it.
“Well, I have to get to biology,” (Y/N) said, moving away from Archie. Before she got too far, Archie called out after her.
“Hey, do you wanna catch up sometime? Like maybe meet at Pop’s tonight?”
“Yeah,” (Y/N) smiled. “Yeah, I’d like that.”
That night, when (Y/N) entered Pop’s, the first face she saw was not Archie. Rather, it was Jughead, who she had not yet seen since she moved back. Scanning the diner to make sure Archie wasn’t waiting for her, (Y/N) walked towards Jughead’s booth.
“Jughead, hey,” she greeted as she approached his table. He glanced up from his laptop to see (Y/N) standing over him.
“(Y/N),” he said with wide eyes. He slowly closed his laptop lid, then gestured for her to sit. “You’re back.”
“Yes,” she nodded, “I am.” Before Jughead could say anything else, the bell on the door jingled, signaling a new customer had entered. It was Archie. “Well,” (Y/N) said, standing up, “that’s my cue to leave. See you around, Jug.” Jughead tensed at the use of his old nickname, and he watched as (Y/N) walked over to Archie and sat across from him in a booth. He felt his blood boil every time she laughed at something he said. Constantly, he reminded himself there was nothing to be jealous of, he had a girlfriend. Somehow, that only made his longing for (Y/N) worse.
‘Cause we were just kids when we fell in love
Not knowing what it was
Jughead, Archie, and (Y/N) were in third grade. It was a hot summer day, filled with sticky popsicle hands, grass tickling the bottom of bare feet, and a bright sun radiating an immense amount of heat. The children were running around in (Y/N)’s backyard with not a care in the world. Suddenly, (Y/N) tripped and scraped her knee. She cried out in pain, causing the boys to turn around in shock.
“(Y/N)!” Jughead exclaimed, both him and Archie running over to her side.
“Are you okay?” Archie asked, examining her knee.
“I’m fine,” she pushed both boys away. “It’s just a scrape.” This didn’t relieve the concerned looks from either of the boys’ faces, and (Y/N), looking directly at Jughead, repeated that she was fine. Jughead reached out a hand and helped her up.
None of the children knew it at the time, but one day Jughead and (Y/N) would reflect on this day and realize that at this moment, something in their relationship changed. There was a shift from friendship to love, and it all started on the day where (Y/N) scraped her knee.
I will not give you up this time
But darling, just kiss me slow, your heart is all I own
And in your eyes you’re holding mine
Archie asked (Y/N) to Pop’s again. And again. And again. On the fifth visit, Archie confessed his feelings for (Y/N) and asked if they could call these trips to Pop’s dates. (Y/N), although deep down she knew her heart belonged to someone else, agreed. Neither of them payed any attention to the slamming of the door at the front. Jughead had stormed out after hearing the exchange.
“We should have a double date,” Archie suggested to Jughead one day during school. Jughead rolled his eyes, slamming his locker shut.
“Why?” he questioned and began strolling down the hallway. Archie followed.
“Because I think it’d be fun,” he answered, oblivious to Jughead’s jealousy. “I mean we were both super close with (Y/N) when we were younger, and it’s not like her and Betty are strangers. I think it’d be fun.” He walked off, leaving Jughead alone to his thoughts.
Jughead weighed the pros and cons of going on this double date. On the one hand, maybe having Betty and (Y/N) together in the same room as him might help set himself straight. He was sick of feeling guilty every time he was around Betty. But on the other hand, he was afraid of seeing (Y/N) with Archie. Sure, he saw them together at Pop’s all the time, but if both of them were sitting in front of him, he would not be able to look away. He’d be forced to watch as Archie wrapped his arms around (Y/N), and he’d have to see her laughing at all his jokes. And the worse part would be that as he sat next to Betty, the only thing he’d be thinking about is how he wished to be in Archie’s place.
Finally, Jughead made up his mind and texted Archie his answer:
Yes. Let’s do the double date.
The night of the double date arrived, and Jughead was second-guessing his decision. Maybe this was a bad idea. Or maybe it’ll be fine. No, this was an awful idea.
They didn’t do anything fancy for the double date; all four of them agreed that Pop’s was the best place to go. When Jughead arrived at the diner, the only other person there was (Y/N). He approached the booth and slid into it across from her.
“Hey,” he greeted. She smiled.
“Hey, Jug,” she responded. Neither of them said anything else, both of them caught up in their own whirlwind of thoughts. This is how it should be. This is how they should be.
“This was a mistake,” Jughead finally said, breaking the tension. He stood up and began to exit.
“What are you doing?” (Y/N) called out after him. He stopped and spun on his heel, but he didn’t come back to the table.
“Leaving, (Y/N), I’m leaving,” he answered, his voice sharp. (Y/N) rolled her eyes.
“I know that, dumbass, I mean why?”
“Because I can’t do this,” he threw his hands up in the air in frustration. “I can’t sit across from you and watch you be happy with someone else.” Neither (Y/N) or Jughead noticed that Betty and Archie had just entered the diner.
“Why? You can’t be happy for me?” (Y/N) demanded, stepping a tiny bit closer to Jughead. He shook his head.
“No, I can’t,” he replied. “Not when you’re happy with someone else.”
“Then who do you want me to be happy with?”
“With me, goddammit!” he shouted. (Y/N) froze.
“With you?” she repeated, quieter. Jughead buried his face in his hands.
“Jesus,” he mumbled into his skin, “I shouldn’t have said that.”
“Well since you did,” (Y/N) took a couple more steps closer to Jughead, “why don’t you explain yourself?”
“I’m in love with you, okay?” he shouted, throwing arms up. “Is that what you wanted to hear? I have been in love with you since the third grade, and then you fucking left. So I started dating Betty because I thought she made me happy, and dammit she does make me happy. But then you came back, you just had to come back. Now Betty, poor Betty, she doesn’t have a clue. I still love you, (Y/N), but now you’re dating Archie and this is just a big pile of shit.” (Y/N) stood there motionless, unable to move.
“Since the third grade?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. Jughead nodded.
“Jughead,” Betty finally gained the courage to speak. Her voice caught the attention of both Jughead and (Y/N), causing their focus to snap over to the blonde and the ginger standing in the entrance.
“How much of that did you hear?” Jughead groaned. Betty smiled sadly.
“All of it.”
“You must hate me,” he said, and Betty shook her head.
“No, Juggie, I don’t hate you. But I do think you should’ve told me how you felt.” She walked up to him, kissed him on the cheek, and then slowly walked backwards. “I’m not going to keep you from the girl you love.” She sent him one more sad smile before exiting the diner, leaving Jughead, Archie, and (Y/N).
“Jughead,” Archie started, but Jughead held up his hand to stop him.
“No, Archie, this isn’t about me,” Jughead said. “It’s about (Y/N).” Both of the boys turned to face (Y/N), and she couldn’t help but recall that time when she scraped her knee. That time where both of the boys showed concern for her, but she only appreciated it from one of them.
“(Y/N)?” Archie questioned. “It’s okay if you don’t want to… you know.” She looked at him sadly.
“Archie,” she began, “I love you. I truly, truly do.” Jughead deflated at this, and he was about to exit the diner when (Y/N) continued. “But I can’t lead you on like this. You’ve been one of my best friends since we were little, and I don’t want anything to ruin that.” She didn’t have to say anything else, because Archie nodded in understanding. He hugged (Y/N) tight, and they stood embracing each other in the diner, Jughead watching. They pulled apart and Archie nodded at Jughead before he, too, left the diner.
Jughead and (Y/N) stood facing each other in the oddly vacant diner.
“So…” (Y/N) drawled. “You love me?”
Baby, I’m dancing in the dark with you between my arms
Barefoot on the grass, listening to our favorite song
When you said you looked a mess, I whispered underneath my breath
But you heard it, darling, you look perfect tonight
Neither of them had any idea of what to say, so they agreed to go home and meet up again tomorrow. Both (Y/N) and Jughead stayed awake the whole night, wondering what they were going to say to the other the next day.
That fateful day arrived, and (Y/N) walked into Pop’s, immediately spotting Jughead sitting in a booth. She approached the booth, and as she neared it, Jughead looked up at the sound of her footsteps. He smiled.
“Sorry, I’m kind of a mess today,” she laughed, gesturing to her disheveled state. She was wearing a baggy sweatshirt and a pair of leggings with a small hole in them, and her hair was falling out of its ponytail.
“You look perfect,” he whispered, not intending for her to hear it. However, he realized he said it too loud when he saw her smile. She sat down across from him.
“So you love me,” she repeated what he had said yesterday, and Jughead nodded.
“I do,” he replied. (Y/N) pursed her lips for a moment, her eyebrows furrowed.
“I love you, too,” she finally said, barely above a whisper.
Well I found a woman, stronger than anyone I know
She shares my dreams, I hope that someday I’ll share her home
I found a love, to carry more than just my secrets
To carry love, to carry children of our own
We are still kids, but we’re so in love
Fighting against all odds
I know we’ll be alright this time
Darling, just hold my hand
Be my girl, I’ll be your man
I see my future in your eyes