The Me Only He See’s
Jughead x Reader
Prompt: Y/N is sick of her overbearing parents so decided to sneak out to see Jughead.
Warnings: Mild Smut references
“Right guys, I should be getting home” you sigh, grabbing your bag from under the table. It was only 10pm but you knew your parents would be expecting you home anytime now.
“Can’t you break curfew just once” Jughead pouted, grabbing your hand, trying to pull you back down to the seat.
“You know I can’t Juggie” you pout back.
“She’s too good” Betty smirks. Betty used to think that she had overpowering parents until she met yours. How your mom tried to dress you like you were three, how they checked your schoolwork every morning to make sure everything was done, how you weren’t allowed to be out past ten thirty on school nights and past eleven on weekdays. Yes, they were definitely insane. You had no other choice but to be too good.
“Can’t you just say that your studying with us for a test tomorrow?” Veronica asks, she hadn’t met your parents yet, which was clear.
“Not a chance that would work on my mom” you laugh, throwing your bag over your shoulder before before turning your attention back to Jughead who had his hand still stuck to yours. The two of you had been best friends for years, it was only a couple of months ago that the two of you finally got together after Betty confessed to him in a moment of weakness how badly you were crushing on him. He luckily felt the same, saving you from months of awkwardness.
You pout back at him again before leaning down to kiss him. As you lean he tried to drag you down onto the seat but you stand strong, breaking the kiss and laughing at his sweet attempt to get you to stay. “I’ll see you guys tomorrow” you continue to laugh as you head for the door.
You lie in bed that night, staring up at the ceiling as you think. Your mom had been worse then usual when you got home, you made it ten minutes before cerfew but that didn’t stop her obsessing with where you had been, who you had been with, what you did, e.c.t. e.c.t. When you mentioned Betty’s name to her she smiled, she new the Coopers very well and was there for them throughout everything that happened with Polly, not that I was proud of either of them for it when Betty told me what really happened to Polly.
The moment you mentioned Jughead her face dropped though. She used to love Jughead. The two of you were always round at each others houses as kids, playing games with him and his sister Jellybean. His family was like your family. But as soon as Jughead’s mom and Jellybean left my mom got suspicious, she knew something was wrong. That’s when she suddenly turned against Jughead, thinking he had pushed his mom away, assuming she left because he was too bad for her to handle. No matter how many times I tried to explain the truth to her, how Jughead was living at the drive in and you wanted to help him, let him stay here, she never wanted to listen. You somehow managed to keep your relationship from her, knowing she was try to ban you from seeing him again.
You stir and stir, unable to sleep in the state of annoyance of how un-trusting your parents were. Why couldn’t they just let you be a normal teenager who stayed out at night, hung out with their friends without a care. Not being under house arrest constantly.
Why didn’t you have the confidence to defy them. Just because they wanted you to be at home asleep right now, didn’t mean you really had to be asleep right now…
Quietly getting up out of bed you walk over to your wardrobe, grabbing a pair of jeans, a vest top and your leather jacket. You change as quietly as possible, hoping the slight creaking of floorboards wasn’t going to ruin everything you were planning in your head. You walk over to the window, quietly opening it and staring down at the ground. It wasn’t a huge drop to te grass below but there was a drain pipe right next to your room to make things easier. You stand there for a second, the cold air of the night hitting your face as you think about what you are doing. If your parents wake up to find you gone they wee surely going to be worse, earlier curfews, no more friend. But as you look across the sky which was barely lit with lights shining out of peoples windows, you feel a sense of defiance you had never felt before. A rush of adrenaline enters your veins as you begin to lift yourself out of the window.
To Jughead: You up?? x
To Y/N: I am indeed, surprised you are though. What’s up? x
To Jughead: Come outside and see…
You smirk as you stand outside the drive in theatres shack, leaning against the fence opposite. You were still feeling such a high from climbing out of the window, seeing Jughead at this time of night was making things so much more exciting. After a few minutes the door to the shack opens. A confused Jughead looks out, his hair all messy from laying down, his hat not sat on his head which surprised you for a second, you could have sworn he slept in that thing. He was dressed in a pair of black sweat pants and a grey baggy top. His eyes looked tired but they soon widened, adjusting to the darkness.
“What the hell?” he finally says, looking at you leaning on the fence. You give him a cheeky smile before walking over to him. “What are you doing here?”
“I couldn’t sleep. I thought we could go on a little adventure”
“Who are you? What have you done with my girlfriend?” he smirks when you finally reach him, placing a hand onto his chest, making him look suprised at how forward you were being.
“Well, I could just go home and go back to being miss goody two shoes, or you could come out and find out what plans I have for you” you say as sexy as possible, feeling like a completely different person in the moment.
“Hmmm, intriguing” he smirks, his eyes a mix of suggestive and curious, getting to grips of this new side he was seeing of you. You decide to take advantage of the moment and lean up, crashing your lips onto him. It takes him a second to react but soon his lips kiss back hungrily. He begins to bite your bottom lip lightly, pulling it away. You throw one hand into his hair, pulling him deeper as his tongue swipes across your bottom lip, begging for access. You decide to tease him, pulling his hair, making him moan onto your lips as you smirk, knowing you were getting him hot. It was a kiss unlike any kiss you two had had before, they were usually sweet and innocent, this one was fast and passionate. A certain desperation between both of you. This sudden confidence leads you to pull your lips from his, kissing lightly down his jawline which was rough with stubble where he had forgotten to shave, and to his neck, sucking lightly on a sensitive spot. He moans again as he places a hand on your back, attempting you pull you into the shack with him, but you pull back, there was so much to do with tonight.
He tips his head backwards, looking up at the sky as he catches his breath.
“Are you coming then?” you raise an eyebrow, walking towards the exit of the drive in.