Mirrors (Jughead Jones x Reader)
Word Count: 1339
Pairing: Jughead Jones x Reader
AN: The Riverdale break was killing me so I did this. But it’s back now and I’m a happy little bean.
You had been going to Riverdale high for a few years or so now. You were lucky to have met your now best friend Valerie, who is also a pussycat, otherwise you wouldn’t know what you would do. Making friends was never easy for you so having one was a miracle. Being the quiet art student who prefers to stay away from the crowds, sitting alone and sketching in a notebook, that’s who you were. Socialising wasn’t something you did everyday and you honestly tried to avoid talking to people you didn’t know as much as possible as you tended to make a complete fool out of yourself with your awkward behaviour.
Apart from Valerie and Pops who ran the local diner, there wasn’t anybody else who interested you in this small town. Well, apart from the mysterious boy that always seemed to be wearing a beanie named Jughead Jones. Ever since you first saw him busily typing away on his laptop in Pops the first week you moved here, you’d been head over heels for the guy. There was just something intriguing about him and it wasn’t just his odd name.
Yes, you’d been crushing on this boy for three years now yet you’d never actually talked to him yourself and you didn’t see yourself having a conversation with him anytime soon. But hopefully one day you’d gain enough courage to do so.
It was a Friday night and you were currently spending it alone at Pops. You were in the midst of drawing in your art book when you were interrupted by the man himself. “One chocolate milkshake for miss Y/N.” The friendly man sent you a smile as he placed your drink on the table. You couldn’t help but let out a wide smile at the old man, he always made you feel welcome. “Thanks Pops. So how have you been doing?"
"Oh same old same old. But what about you missy, have you talked to that crush of yours yet?" He smirked, crossing his arms as he waited for your response. Yes, you had accidentally told Pops about your crush on Jughead, more like he figured it out but that’s another story. Letting out a sigh you leaned forward, resting your arms on the table. "I’m working on it…” Well that was a complete lie, but Pops didn’t need to know how pathetic you are that you can’t even talk to a freaking boy after a year.“
Sending you a sympathetic look he placed a hand reassuringly on your shoulder. "Come on now Y/N, I’m sure if he got to know you that boy would fall quickly."
"I dunno pops…I think i’m just destined to be alone.” You sighed before lazily taking a sip of your shake.
"I don’t think so…“ at those words the bell signalling someone entered the diner rang causing you to look up and see, oh wow it was him…it was Jughead. Looking up at pops with a nervous expression you noticed a smirk appear on his face making you feel uneasy. Before you could stop it he opened his mouth. "Jughead Jones, what can I get for you today my boy?"
At his voice Jughead turned around only to smile at the man, walking up to greet him. "Hey pops, just the usual for me please.” Oh god he was coming this way! You quickly looked down at the page of your sketchbook in front of you and started working on your drawing, hoping that he wouldn’t realise you were there and that Pops wouldn’t do anything stupid.
“Wonderful, that’ll be out in a minute. Say Juggy…have you met Y/N here?” Your body froze at his words and your breathing stopped, this was not happening. “Uh no, I haven’t. Hey I’m Jughead.” Finally looking up, your eyes met with his green ones and you struggled to form words as you stuttered out a response. “I-I’m uh, I’m Y/N, I know who you are.” Well that didn’t sound creepy at all! “I mean-I go to the same school as you…yeah.”
Well great you’ve already blown your chances and it look likes Pops abandoned you as well. Just great. Your frantic thoughts were interrupted by the boy in front of you chuckling at your introduction. “Well Y/N, do you mind if I sit here?"
"Yeah uh you can do that.” You mumbled out as heat rose to your cheeks as you blushed in embarrassment. Taking the seat in front of you Pops came just in time as he placed Jugheads drink in front of him before sending you a not so subtle wink and walking away. That man I swear. "So…you’re into art I see.“ Jughead spoke up as he glanced down at your sketchbook open in front of you.
"Oh well I guess, I mean yeah…I am." Gosh why were you so awkward! This was your crush you’re supposed to be impressing him, not acting like a fool.
"That’s really cool. Do you mind if I take a look." He seemed genuinely interested so you shyly nodded your head, handing him the book. ” Um sure.“
As he flipped through your sketchbook he studied every drawing intently making you nervous. But as he finished he looked up at you in what appeared to be…awe? "Woah Y/N these are…amazing. Where did you learn to draw like this?" You blushed at his words, looking shyly down at your lap as you fiddled with the ends of your sweater. "Just practiced I guess."
"Well you’re really talented.” He sent you a smile as he leaned back against the seat. He crossed his arms as his eyes looked at you as if he was studying you. Feeling vulnerable under his gaze you spoke up and changed the topic to something other than yourself. “Oh uh thank you. What about you though, writing for the school newspaper and all. I read your articles, they’re really good."
"I’m surprised people actually read those." He chuckled before taking a sip from his drink.
"Well I dunno about everyone else but I do." You joked before doing the same and taking a sip from your shake.
"Gee thanks." Jughead feigned being hurt by your words and dramatically placed his hand over his heart, causing you to rush out an apology. "Oh n-no I was just kid-"
Your worried expression made the boy burst out in hysterics as he reassuringly placed his hand over yours. "I was just joking, it’s alright.”
Feeling overwhelmed by his touch and his small prank your cheeks reddened once again as you pulled your hand away from his hold, taking another drink from your shake. As you placed the glass back down you heard a small chuckle come from Jughead, looking up at him in confusion he let out another laugh. “You have a little something on your nose-here let me." He explained before leaning across the table coming incredibly close to your face, causing your heart to race and your breath to hitch in your throat. His hand reached out, eyes locking on your own as his thumb swiped across the tip of your nose removing the bit of froth that was previously there. He leaned back into his seat, leaving you sitting their utterly confused at his previous actions. "Oh uh thanks.”
He sent you a smirk before finishing off his drink and standing up from his seat. “You’re welcome. I gotta get going but I’ll see you at school tomorrow, it was nice talking to you, we should do this again sometime.”
Still in shock over everything that just happened you nodded. “Sure yeah that’d be great. I’ll see you at school then?"
"See you then Y/N.” He smiled before leaving, walking out the door as you still sat their like a lost puppy, still wondering what the fuck just happened. Stuff like this only happened in books and movies, not your boring life! Your thoughts are interrupted as Pops voice speaks up from next to you. “What did I tell you?"