I like that (FP Jones-Riverdale)
Summary: Y/N’s Jughead’s friend who works at Pop’s where FP Jones saves her from a creepy fratboy.
It was a lovely day in a small town called Riverdale. This town was used to be one of the most boring and calm towns in all the universe. But not long ago an unexpected accident happened that caused the whole town to became suspicious of absolutely everyone they knew.
“Y/N! Wait up!’‘ A black haired boy with a grey crown like hat yelled as the girl with a floral dun dress made her way out of the Riverdale high school.
’'Juggy, hey, what’s up?” Y/N turned around to come face to face with her friend.
“Going to Pops?”
“Yeah. My shift starts in about 30 min.” She smiled.
“You’re probably the only person who is excited about going to work.” Jughead said with his face seeming like he’s totally done with everything.
“I’m not excited about work, silly.” She smiled, elbowing him playfully. “I’m excited about people. Do you have any idea how many different people I meet everyday, how many people i talk to, how many stories i hear everyday.” She explained looking up at the sky.
“You’re something else.”
“You’re so positive, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you mad or sad..”
“Oh c'mon that’s not true, I do get mad.”
“Lecturing a drunk on what feminism is after he told you he used to date an 'ugly feminazi bitch’ doesn’t count.”
“It very much does.” She fake glared at him before adding, “Besides we have you and your angst, we don’t need mine as well.”
“Sure, but i can’t help it, ism w-”
“You’re weird, you’re not like us, you’re not the perfect next door kid. I know.” She cut him off before bursting in to laughter when she saw his annoyed expression. “I’m sorry buddy, you know i love you.” She added hooking her arm trough his as they continued walking.
“I know, but it would feel a lot more special if you wouldn’t act like you’re in love with absolutely every creature on this planet.” He said sarcastically before smiling down at her. “But yeah i love you too.”
“That’s totally not true, i don’t want snakes anywhere near me.”
“Here you go, one black coffee and a chocolate muffin.” Y/N said with a smile on her face as she gave a man in his late 20’s, his order. “If i can get you anything else let me know.”
“Actually there is something else.” The man said clearly checking her out.
“Sure, what can i do for you?” She said, with a smile still on her face, trying to ignore the fact that she felt like a prey, being surrounded by a lion.
“You can let me do you.”
“Excuse me?” She tried to give the guy the benefit of the doubt, hoping he meant something else.
“I’m just kidding.” He said causing Y/N let out a sigh of relief. “But you can give me your number.”
“Sorry i actually like to separate work and pleasure.” She tried to reject him in a nice way.
“But how can you say no to all the pleasure i would be able to give you?”
“Also, I’m saving myself for Jesus, sorry.” This was probably Y/N’s favorite lie to use, and being an atheist she thought it was just so funny how many times this line has worked and made the guys stop annoying her.
“Don’t worry you’ll be screaming 'Jesus’ all night.”
“Ha-ha” She faked a dry laugh before turning around and started cleaning the tables next to his desk.
“C'mon cutie pie don’t be that up tigh-” The guy was cut off by a deep voice coming from behind Y/N.
“She is not interested! Say one more word and i will rip your head off your shoulders.” The mysterious dark figure behind the girl said, making the guy shut up and look down at his phone in shame.
“Thank you.” Y/N whispered as she released that the man in his late 40’s that saved her from the creepy frat boy, seemed very familiar.
“Anytime.” He said shortly before taking a seat on one of the bar stools.
“Can i get you anything, on the house.” She said with a smile on her face as she made her way behind the bar again.
“Sure, a beer.”
“Coming right up.” She smiled before getting the beer and giving it to him. “Here you go. And thank you again, Mr. …”
“Jones.” He said looking up at her with those warm brown eyes. “But everyone calls me FP.”
“Nice to meet you, FP. I’m Y/N.” She said offering him her hand which he took and shook. His hands were big, his skin rough bellow her small and soft ones. “Jones? Any relation to Jughead?”
“Yeah that’s my kid, you know him?”
“He’s one of my best friends.” The girl smiled. “He’s a strange but good kid.”
That made the older man laugh, it was a nice sound. He had black hair with some grey hairs here and there, making him even more handsome, and his eyes, oh his eyes were do warm and inviting, even tho his whole persona was very dark and uninviting.
“Strange is an understatement.” He agreed making the girl laugh.
“Very true.” She nodded, pouring herself beer as well. It was getting late and the pop’s was basically empty except the frat boy from before who was just making his way out.
“Wait, how do you know him, you have to be at least in your early, maybe mid 20’s” He said taking another drink of his bear.
“I’m 19, I’m a senior at your sons school” The girl told him as she took a sip of her beer.
“You look older.” He observed and raised an eyebrow at her beer.
“Well i guess it’s the experience that matures you, not your age.” She said nodding in the direction of where the frat boy used to sit. “And this,” She continued, lifting her beer, “I’m European, I’m basically already an adult in every way.” She said winking at him.
“If you say so.” He let out a laugh again. “Europe, i knew your accent can’t be American?”
“Yep my mum and i moved here when i was 16 after she divorced my dad, he was kind of an asshole, also probably the reason i have daddy issues.” She said.
“Daddy issues, huh?” He said raising an eyebrow as he shifted closer to the girl.
“You should beware, you’re right at the daddy age.” She winked before letting out a laugh.
“Well then.” He sent a smirk her way, making a soft blush creep on her cheeks.
It was nice, besides the fact that there was a huge age gap between then they got along, they both had the same seance of humor and were able to talk about nothing and everything, as cliche as it sounded.
“Y/N, sorry I’m late, I’ll own you one.” Hermione said stumbling trough the door.
“Oh, don’t worry about it, I didn’t even realize what’s the time.” Y/N said straightening up and looking at the clock, it was just a bit over 4am, she was supposed to end her shift at 3am but she ended up sitting next to FP on one of the bar stools and talking since there were almost no other costumers at night.
“Give me a sec I’ll just put away my stuff and take over.” Hermione said walking in to the closet area behind the bar.
“Sure.” The younger girl said as she stood up from the stool.
“How are you going home?” FP asked garbing his jacket from the stood on the other side of him.
“I’m walking home, pretty much just to shower since i clearly don’t have time to sleep before i have to get to school”
“I’ll drive you.”
“Yeah, it’s the least i can do.” He said, genuinely feeling happy without being drunk
“Alright, I’ll just grab my things.”
“Thank you again, Y/N” Hermione hugged her before she made her way out of the restaurant where FP was already waiting on her.
“Ready to go?” He asked offering her his elbow trough which she hooked her hand as they walked towards his truck.
“Thank you again, for standing up for me.” She said as they made it to his car, where he opened the door for her.
“It was my pleasure.” He said before closing the door behind her and Walking over to his side, and starting the car.
“You should come by more often.” She smiled as he started the car.
“Now that i know a girl like you works there, i most defenetly will.” He said, sending her a quick smirk before looking back on the road.
“Are you flirting with me, Mr. Jones?” She asked scooting herself closer to him and laying her head on his shoulder.
“Have been for the last couple of hours. Thank you for noticing.” He said with a chuckle and in that moment she knew exactly where Jughead got his sarcasm and snaky commentary from.
“Oh I’ve noticed.” She said before being interrupted by her own yawn. She gently wrapped her arms around his arm, which he was now resting on her thigh as they drove.
“We’re here.” FP said as he Parked his car at the address the girl told him was her home.
“Mhm” was all she said before cuddling in to him even more. She was already half asleep.
“Come here.” The man let out a chuckle before picking the girl up in his arms and caring her out of the car bridal style.
“Wat arr you doin’?” She said Partially Waking up.
“Getting you home safely.” He said just as they reached the top step if her porch where he gently set her back in her knees. “Will you be able to make it the rest of the way?” He said a smile on his face.
“Mhm, I’m a big girl, remember?” She said searching for her Keys in her purse. “Got 'em” she smiled pointing the Keys in the air.
“Good job baby girl.” He said clearly amused by her sleepy attempt to get in to her own home, the fact that she drank a couple of beers probably didn’t help.
“I like that.” She smiled up at him, enchanted by the new nickname.
FP raised an eyebrow at the girl as she stumbled closer to him.
“Thanks.” She said before stepping on her tips toes and pressed sing a soft but quick kiss on his lips.
FP didn’t have time to react as she already turned around and walked trough her door.
“I like that.” He said to himself before Walking back to his car with a proud smirk playing on his lips.
AN: Hey let me know what you think. Requests are open.