WILDFIRE- Jughead x Female Reader
Hi there! This is my first fan fiction EVER! I would love feedback, but idk if I can take the hate LOL
Description: After disappearing for over a year (you can decide where you were), the reader makes an appearance at Pop’s one night. The gang notices who it is and they all question her about where she has been, but she isn’t ready to tell them quite yet.
Warnings: swearing, angst, mention of suicide, kinda fluffy, and my first fanfic so it’s probably going to SUCK!
Key: H/L= hair length, H/C= hair color, E/C= eye color, Y/N= your name, Y/L/N= your last name, Y/N/N= your nickname (everyone prob knows this but whatever)
The bright tangerine sun had almost finished setting behind the hills that belonged to the Riverdale Valley. Its light grasped ahold of whatever it could reach as it faded into the shadows that became another chilly September night. A girl, whose hair was (H/L) and (H/C), slowly wandered towards one of the little town’s most popular attractions, Pop’s Chock’Lit Shoppe, located just along Riverdale’s only set of railroad tracks.The familiar neon lights shone just as bright as they did over a year ago, when the girl first left town. Her (E/C) eyes absorbed the warm, colorful glow of the diner’s light the closer she approached it. The breeze gently kissed her face as her sneakers kicked a couple rocks on the cement parking lot. She wasn’t surprised to see only a few cars surrounded the little building at this time of night.
Suddenly, her heart skipped a beat. She saw a familiar blonde girl that sat next to a brunette boy, while across the table was an unknown black-haired girl with dark makeup, a recognizable ginger jock, and a raven-haired prince that wore a beanie on his head like a crown. There, in her regular old booth were the people she was most looking forward, and at the same time, dreading to see. Their laughs and smiles made the other lights seem dim as (Y/N) watched them through the window. They were too focused on the current conversation to notice the door bells ring, signaling that another customer had entered the building.
(Y/N) quickly took a seat at the counter, trying her best to avoid looking at her once close companions who were seated on the opposite side of the restaurant. She rapidly tapped her fingers on the counter while her body started to fill with anxiety, and her eyes looked up at the clock which hung on the wall in front of her. 10:47 PM. Her thoughts were running wild now. Would they see her? What would they say? Would they let her back in with open arms or banish her from their memories all over again? Her mind quickly came back into focus as Pop Tate casually reached her spot at the counter, his smile stretched across his face when he realized who he was talking to.
“Well, well, well… If it isn’t little Miss (Y/L/N). It’s been awhile since I’ve seen your bright, shining face around town. How are you, kid?”
She chuckled at the old man. “I’m great, Pop. How are you doing?”
“I’m better now that one of my regulars is finally back in town. I knew that you wouldn’t be gone for good.”
“Yeah, it’s good to be back.” (Y/N) replied, “I really missed Riverdale, and I especially missed one of your world famous milkshakes. Could I have a chocolate one To Go, please?” she asked while reaching through her purse to find a couple dollars.
Pop just laughed and put his hand on top of her purse. “Put your money away, it’s on the house.”
She smiled, putting the money back in her wallet. “Thanks, Pop.”
“Are you sure you don’t want to stay? You only just got here.”
“Yeah, I have some stuff to do. But, I’ll be in again sometime soon.”
“Sounds good, kid. I’ll get that milkshake for you.” He said turning away from the (H/C) girl.
“It’s really nice to have you back, Miss (Y/L/N).”
“Thanks, I’m glad I’m back too.”
From across the diner, black-haired girl looked up from her food and stared at the unfamiliar teenager that sat on a diner stool, talking to Pop.
“Wow, she’s a sight for the eyes… How come I haven’t seen her around?” she said, getting the blonde girl’s attention.
Betty frowned. “Haven’t seen who?”
“Her…” Veronica pointed one of her perfectly manicured fingers towards the mystery girl. Betty and the brunette boy, Kevin, turned their heads to get a better look at who Veronica was talking about.
The red-head, named Archie, squinted, trying to put a name to a familiar face. “She looks very familiar.” He announced.
As for the raven-haired beanie boy, he didn’t even bother looking up and just casually kept typing away on his laptop, showing no interest in the new topic that was captivating the rest of the gang, only until Betty whispered something under her breath that was barely audible.
“Oh. My. God. Guys, look!”
“Is that who I think it is?” Kevin asked.
Archie’s eyes widened. “No.. I-It can’t be.”
The beanie boy’s head flew up with curiosity and stared at the gorgeous girl at the counter. He couldn’t believe his eyes. There was only one other girl that he knew of that was as beautiful as her. Then it hit him, like a sudden bullet to the heart. It was a fatal feeling of a thousand emotions that shot and overwhelmed his body. He could barely manage the words that silently came out of his quivering mouth, “it’s (Y/N) (Y/L/N).”
There was a unanimous gasp from the other teenagers, except for Veronica, who was even more confused than before. “Who’s (Y/N) (Y/L/N)?”
“I thought she was dead.” Kevin told them while turning his head back to the group.
“Well, apparently not.” Archie replied, not moving his eyes away from the girl.
Betty looked back at Jughead whose mouth was practically on the floor.
Veronica groaned, “Can someone just tell me what the hell is going on?”
Everyone ignored her question and continued to stare in awe at (Y/N).
A drink in a large plastic cup was placed in front of her as she thanked Pop Tate once again.
“Should we go talk to her?” Betty anxiously asked the other teenagers who were thinking the exact same thing.
Archie thought, “Well, we should be careful. We don’t exactly know what she’s been through… When people suddenly disappear, it’s not usually for a good reason.”
Soon, (Y/N) stood up from the stool and slowly made her way to the door, leaving Pop’s once again. Jughead replayed the same exact scene in his head that occurred a year ago, the same girl casually exiting the diner with a milkshake in her hand, and next thing they knew, she left without a word and didn’t reappear for over a year. There was no way that he could lose his best friend a second time.
Without even thinking, Jughead climbed over the seat into the booth behind them.
“Jug-,” Archie questioned, “where are you going?”
Jughead looked back at his friends with a stern glare. “I don’t know about you guys, but,-” he paused and sighed. “I… I can’t lose her again.”
And with that, he swiftly walked towards the girl with the rest of the gang not far behind.
(Y/N) was just about to put her hand on the door, when she heard a familiar voice call her name.