Betty and Veronica observe (Y/N) and Jughead’s friendship, Jughead’s signature
grey beanie seeming to be a catalyst for the more flirtatious points in their
Word count: 1,182
A/N: this is my
first imagine, feedback is greatly appreciated!
Veronica and Betty sat in a booth at Pop’s, each girl
sipping on her own milkshake. They
smiled and laughed as they chatted about random topics, the subject ranging from
schoolwork to their friends. After their
giggles died down from joking about Kevin’s antics, the conversation landed on
the topic of (Y/N) and Jughead.
“So (Y/N) and Jughead have been friends forever, like you
and Archie, right?” Veronica asked.
“Yeah, they’ve been best friends for as long as any of us
could remember,” Betty said, smiling. “They
used to chase each other around everywhere.
It was so cute. I remember this
one time, we were in first grade and the four of us were playing in Archie’s
backyard. Suddenly, Jughead got down on
one knee, took off his beanie, and proposed to (Y/N).”
“No!” Veronica gasped, covering a smile.
“Yes!” Betty giggled.
“Archie and I were so shocked, but (Y/N) just smiled and put on the
beanie. She told him, ‘We’re much too
young to get married, Juggie. Ask me
again when we’re eighteen and I’ll say yes.’”
Veronica laughed and Betty soon joined her. Once their laughter subsided, Veronica’s
wandering eyes found Jughead sitting a few booths away, typing away on his
“Speak of the devil,” she smirked, pointing at him as Betty
turned around to look. He sat by
himself, ignorant to the world as he wrote his story.
“I’m surprised (Y/N)’s not with him,” Betty commented as she
turned back to face Veronica. She shrugged.
“I bet you she’ll walk in within the next ten minutes.”
Sure enough, a few minutes later (Y/N) entered the Chock’lit
Shoppe. She stood by the entrance for a
minute, her eyes scanning the diner.
Finally, she spotted Jughead and walked over to the booth. Sliding into the same seat as Jughead, she
rested her chin on his shoulder. Betty
and Veronica watched as her mouth moved, but they couldn’t hear what she was
“Ugh, I can’t hear them!” Veronica moaned. Betty nodded.
“Me too. Maybe we
could move a bit closer?” she suggested.
“But be subtle about it.” The girls
slowly picked up their milkshake glasses and shifted down a few booths, so now
they were within earshot of Jughead and (Y/N).
Neither of them seemed to notice.
“It’s very well-written,” (Y/N) commented, her eyes scanning
Jughead’s laptop screen. “Very eloquent
and ominous.” The corners of Jughead’s
lips curved upwards, but he didn’t take his eyes off the screen.
“Thanks,” he replied, continuing to type. Betty and Veronica continued to observe their
interactions, watching as Jughead continuously stole (Y/N)’s fries, to which
she would reciprocate with a slap on his arm.
At one point Jughead became so invested in his story that he completely
zoned out, unable to hear (Y/N).
“Juggie,” she pestered him, lightly poking his arm. “Come on, Jughead. Earth to Juggie?” He remained stoic as (Y/N) sighed, leaning
back in the seat. After a moment of
thought, she sprung up again. She
smirked as she snatched the beanie off of Jughead’s head and tugged it onto
hers. That seemed to snap him out of his
trace, because immediately he slammed his laptop shut and reached out to take
it back. (Y/N) giggled and ran out from
their booth, running over to Betty and Veronica. The two girls shifted so it would appear that
they weren’t eavesdropping on their conversation.
“Quick, move,” (Y/N) urged as she squeezed past Betty into
the booth. Jughead slowly approached
their table, his eyes never shifting from (Y/N).
“Give it back,” he demanded as he stood right in front of
the table. Betty and Veronica bit their
lips in an attempt to keep their giggles at bay. (Y/N) shook her head.
“Not unless you let me wear it tomorrow,” she
bargained. Jughead scoffed and crossed
“This isn’t a negotiation,” he told her. He leaned over to grab it off (Y/N)’s head,
but she swatted his arm away.
“This is a
negotiation,” she replied, smirking. “I
have something that we both want. I’m
proposing a fair deal to you. Take it or
leave it.” Jughead released an
exasperated sigh as he looked at Betty and Veronica.
“Can either of you please give that back to me?” he
pleaded. The two girls almost missed the
slight upward twitch of his lips.
Veronica pursed her lips, trying to hide her smile.
“Nope,” she said, popping the ‘p’. “I think it’s a fair deal.” Betty shrugged and nodded.
“I agree,” she stated.
Jughead let out another frustrated groan and (Y/N) smirked.
“The girls have spoken, Juggie. Do we have a deal?” she questioned.
“Fine,” Jughead agreed, rolling his eyes. (Y/N) smirked triumphantly, jumping over the
seat and out to stand next to Jughead.
He grabbed the beanie off her head and placed it onto his. A smirk began to creep onto his face.
“You didn’t make me pinky promise,” he taunted before
retreating back to their table. (Y/N)
huffed in anger as she stomped back to their booth, sitting down across from Jughead
with her arms crossed. Betty and
Veronica broke down into hysterical laughter.
“Oh my god!” Veronica laughed. “They’re like an old married couple!”
“Yeah they are,” Betty giggled. “I still can’t believe they’re just like
friends.” They both shook their heads as
they turned their attention back to (Y/N) and Jughead’s booth. The pair had stood up, Jughead’s laptop
tucked under his arm, and they exited the diner.
The next day at school, Betty and Veronica gave (Y/N)
confused stares as she roamed the hallways sporting Jughead’s signature grey
“That cannot be Jughead’s,” Veronica denied, shutting her
locker. “I mean, there’s no way Jughead
would actually give his beanie to her.
He never takes that thing off.” Betty
gave her a doubtful look.
“I wouldn’t be surprised if he let her wear it,” Betty
replied as they began to walk to the student lounge. “He’s completely smitten with her.”
“He’s more smitten with his hat,” Veronica joked, both girls
Their suspicions were confirmed when they spotted Jughead in
the lounge, raven locks flowing freely.
He wore no beanie. (Y/N) entered
a few minutes later, still wearing Jughead’s beanie. She smirked as she walked over to him. Betty and Veronica turned to face them,
not-so-subtly attempting to eavesdrop on their conversation.
“Can I please have it back?” they heard Jughead whine. (Y/N) grinned and shook her head, putting her
hands over the beanie in case Jughead tried to snatch it off her head.
“I feel like an idiot without it on,” he complained. “Everyone’s giving me weird looks. And normally I don’t mind that, but I’m feeling quite vulnerable and exposed without my beanie.”
“A deal’s a deal, Juggie,” (Y/N) sing-songed, walking over
to sit next to Betty on the couch.
Jughead muttered under his breath and shook his head, but he followed (Y/N)
and leaned against the armrest of the couch.
The four friends chatted and laughed together, and Betty and Veronica
couldn’t help but notice Jughead’s frequent glances at (Y/N) and the wide smile
that never left his face.
Jughead had been typing away on his laptop for hours now. What had started as a quiet night in watching Netflix and eating popcorn had turned into you watching Netflix and eating popcorn alone whilst Jughead’s long fingers tapped away at the keys because, as he so eloquently put it, ‘when inspiration hits, you feed it’.
*turns to Veronica and Archie* what? No ones gonna defend me? Are you kidding me? Hello? Someone please tell my boyfriend I was not a part of this. Oh no ones gonna say anything now? Cat got your tongue? You both seemed fine when you were singing that awful rendition of that horrible song. Okay, yeah this is cool. Oh great here comes Kevin and every adult in Riverdale, I'm sure this is great news. Forget this, I'm going home we've still got a full pie in the oven.
They both handled this situation in such a reasonable and healthy way. She didn’t get furious or defensive and come at him with anger for hiding that information on his father.
He was apologetic and honest, admitting to his mistake.
She was compassionate and understanding, giving him encouragement and affirming how much he means to her – that she fully wants to invest in this relationship and expects him to as well.
They both agree on wanting an honest and authentic relationship with each other AND THEN SHE GOES TO THE TRAILER TO SEE HIS DAD – formally meet him and witnessing his criminal and slovenly existence.
Once they leave the trailer after Jughead faced perhaps his greatest fear in his future with Betty; her finally seeing full well what he came from and the actual state of his father, scared of if it will change her feelings for him.
I mean, LOOK AT BOTH OF THEIR FACES WHEN SHE SAYS IT.
She is so supportive and loving and he is utterly moved. She’s just completely lifting him up and giving him the kind of stability and self-confidence he has probably been looking for since he was little. And he has been that very same rock for her throughout this ordeal with Polly and her parents.
My heart is so full.
Such a beautiful, honest and healthy depiction of love that’s got me shook to my core.
Anon requests:can you continue the beanies and negotiations series !!! it’s
great btw i really wanna see where it goes !!
please beanies and negotiations part 4 it’s sooo good
Could you PLEASE do a part 4 of Beanies and negotiations?? It’s so good
and I love your writing!
could please do a part 4 for beanies and negotiations it’s sooo good !
love your blog btw
A part four would be aWESOME
Beanies and negotiations part 4??
I think I’m speaking for everyone when I say we want more of Beanies and
flash to the past and a flash to the future
Word count: 1,161
A/N: ok, I’m
gonna be honest with you guys: I did not want to make a 4th
part. I had written the 3rd
part hoping it would give you guys enough closure, but you requested more. Now that I’ve written it, I couldn’t be
happier with this ending. Enjoy!!
(Y/N), Betty, and Archie were running around, playing in the
park. Their giggles resonated through
the neighborhood, all the people down the street able to hear the children
perfectly. Archie’s dad sat on a bench,
supervising them from afar. He smiled at
the three kids, happy to see his son so content with his friends. Suddenly, (Y/N) halted, interrupting their
game of tag.
“Look over there,” she said, pointing her finger. She was pointing at another kid who appeared
to be their age, scrawny and alone. He
sat on a swing and stared down at his shoes.
There was a grey beanie perched on his head, but it was much too big on
“(Y/N),” Betty hissed, “my mom said it’s rude to point.”
“Fine,” (Y/N) replied, putting her finger down. “I won’t point.” Instead, she marched over to the lonesome
boy. His head snapped up when he heard
footsteps approaching him. “Hi,” she
“Hi,” he replied, looking puzzled as to why this girl was
talking to him.
“What’s your name?” she asked.
“That’s a funny name,” she laughed, but she noticed his
angered face and stopped. “I’m (Y/N).” Jughead nodded. “How old are you, Jughead?”
“I’m four,” he replied, sticking out his hand to show the
number on his fingers. (Y/N) beamed.
“I’m four, too!”
Jughead smiled at her and the two children fell into a small
silence. Finally, (Y/N) broke it when
she asked, “Why are you alone?”
“My sister is sick,” he responded, slouching. “So now I have no one to play with.”
“You can play with us!” (Y/N) offered, pointing at her two
friends who were watching from afar.
Jughead’s face lit up.
“Really?” he asked, jumping off the swing. (Y/N) nodded enthusiastically.
“Really! And then we
can all be best friends.” She grabbed
his hand and led him over to Archie and Betty.
“Archie, Betty, this is Jughead.”
“Hi,” Betty smiled, sticking out her hand. Jughead tentatively shook it. “I’m Betty.”
“And I’m Archie,” he waved.
Jughead waved back. The children
quickly resumed their game of tag, this time, Jughead joining them. They played for hours until the sky began to
darken, Riverdale turning orange under the sunset’s light.
“Kids!” Archie’s dad called out, standing up from the
bench. “It’s time to go.” The four kids exchanged bittersweet smiles,
waving goodbye to their newfound friend.
After that day, Betty, Archie, and (Y/N) started begging to
go to the park every day from dawn till dusk.
The four of them soon became attached at the hip, and you could not see
one person without the other three close behind. Soon, all of Riverdale grew fond of the tight-knitted
Two years later, the four inseparable friends found
themselves in Archie’s backyard. Their shrieks
of delight filled Mr. Andrews, who was watching from inside the kitchen, with
warmth. They had just grown bored of a
game of hide-and-seek, and while Betty and Archie just sat in the grass,
Jughead and (Y/N) continued to chase each other around. Suddenly, Jughead stopped, causing (Y/N) to
turn around. He took off his beanie and,
grinning madly, got down on one knee.
Betty and Archie gasped as they ran over to watch.
“(Y/N),” Jughead started, holding out his beaning like a
ring, “will you marry me?” (Y/N) beamed
as she stared at her best friend. She
took the beanie from his hands and placed it on her head, then helped Jughead
“We’re much too young to get married, Juggie,” she
responded, and Jughead deflated. “But-”
he perked up, “ask me again when we’re eighteen and I’ll say yes.”
“You promise?” Jughead asked, holding out his pinky. (Y/N) smiled and nodded, hooking her pinky
Flash forward twelve years, after the first proposal and
Jason Blossom’s death. Past the beanie
incident and the flannel, jacket, and sweater incidents. After the kiss at Pop’s, and many more that
happened after that night.
Twelve years after Jughead proposed to (Y/N) with a grey
beanie, they graduated. Through the
years, their friend group grew to include others, such as Kevin and Veronica. After the graduation ceremony, they went to
the Lodge’s house for a celebration. The
party was in full swing: music blasting from the speakers, snacks filling up
tables, and graduated high school students dancing everywhere. (Y/N) had managed to get Jughead on the dance
floor, both of them laughing at each other’s lack of dancing skills. She wore his grey beanie and a wide grin.
The party began to die down, everyone growing tired after
their long day. Most people were sitting
on the couch, quietly chatting amongst themselves. (Y/N) sat on Jughead’s lap as they both
conversed with Betty and Veronica.
Suddenly, Jughead got up from under (Y/N).
“Excuse me, can I have everyone’s attention?” he yelled,
successfully silencing the guests. “Thank
you. Now if you didn’t happen to already
know this, (Y/N) and I have been together for quite a while.” Everyone in the room chuckled. (Y/N) looked up at Jughead with a puzzled
“What are you doing, Juggie?” she whispered, although
everyone was able to hear her. Jughead
winked at her and continued.
“But something most of you probably didn’t know is that I
proposed to (Y/N).” The crowd gasped
dramatically, and Jughead smirked. “When
we were six.” Everyone rolled their eyes
and laughed. Jughead grabbed (Y/N)’s
hand and made her stand up with him. “And
she said no! Something about how we were
too young,” he scoffed, and she giggled.
“But she did promise me she’d say yes one day. When we were eighteen, in fact.” He got down on one knee, and everyone gasped,
“Oh my god,” she muttered under her breath, her hands
covering her mouth in shock. Tears began
to cloud her eyes.
“(Y/N),” Jughead began, fishing around in his pocket. “I have loved you since the day I proposed to
you. For a long time after that, I
thought we were just friends, and I thought that you liked it that way. And it took me a long while to realize it,
but with the help of some of our friends-” Archie, Betty, Veronica, and Kevin
shared a smirk, “I realized that we were meant to be more. Now, I’m gonna try this again, and I’m hoping
this time you’ll say yes. Because, you
know, you pinky promised you would when we were six.” Jughead pulled out a small box and opened it,
revealing a beautiful, sparkling ring. “(Y/N),”
he asked, eyes full of hope, “will you marry me?”
(Y/N) couldn’t speak.
She gleefully nodded, attempting to wipe some of the tears off her face.
“Yes,” she finally managed to choke out, laughing. “Yes, of course, Juggie.” The whole room burst into cheers, and Jughead
shot up, placed the ring on (Y/N)’s finger, and kissed her.
Betty turned to Veronica, smiles plastered on both of their
faces, and whispered, “Thank god for that beanie.”
[Betty] dressed up like a hooker, in a God-awful black wig, drugged me, handcuffed me in the Jacuzzi, and I almost drowned until she got me to say what she wanted to hear. And then she really lost it. She actually thought she was Polly. But, hey, you knew all about this, right, Jughead?
I just came up with a dialog frisk could say to betty, because of lols XD
Frisk: You know, I propably shouldn’t say any of this…it’d make me a real hypocrit. I did kill my friends in another timeline just out of curiosity. No one other than sans and asriel knows about my dark past. And I even messed up my friendship with sans by bringing the reset up. I’m not proud of myself. I wish I had done better and just shut up about it. The irony here is though, that after my mistakes, a friend got a new chance for a new life and is no longer an empty shell. So in a way, making a mistake made us all happy again. pretty ironic, isn’t it? Even a little funny…
hehe…but you know what is even funnier? I’m not trying to find a way to reset anymore…‘cause if I did, that means killing you won’t do anything, if you came back.
I trusted you…no, WE trusted you! You made one of the kindest monsters go to prison, manipulated a traumatized mother to kill innocent people, you slaughtered children in a school and you murdered two of my friends…sans wanted the future…alphys a new start…I am NOT letting this continue any further…
A friend once told me, that on beautiful weather, while the birds are singing and flowers are blooming…
kids like me should be burning in hell…
YOUR HELL HAS JUST BEGUN!
edit: I just realized that the swords design is wrong…*dying inside*
I love your blog your writing is amazing. I was wondering if maybe you could write about Betty and jughead having a secret relationship because they're just not ready to tell everyone but one day Betty goes to school with a hickey and everyone finds out about their relationship.
Thank you so much! You got it!
It was the end of spring, cheerleading season was long over but the riverdale high baseball team was having their final home game, so the riverdale vixens decided to dress in their uniforms and support the team.
Spotting Betty walking down the halls in her blue and gold uniform, Veronica smiled.
“Hey vixen, forgot how good that uniform looked on you.” She winked.
Betty laughed “you’re one to talk. You were made to wear that skirt.”
Leaning up against her locker Veronica smiled at herself.
“I’ve got to say it feels good to not have to wear that turtle neck underneath our uniform, I feel free!”
“Agreed, it feels good to let my neck breathe.”
Veronica nodded in agreement glancing at Betty’s neck, suddenly her eyes were wide and she was tugging the tiny top down even more if possible.
“What the hell! Veronica! What are you doing?!”
Turning Betty’s head to look into the tiny mirror hanging up in her locker, Veronica pointed at her neck.
“What is that?!”
Finally Betty spotted the offending mark Veronica was so concerned about.
It was a hickey.
How had she not seen that?
“Oh, I must have burnt myself on my curling iron this morning! I’m so clumsy, you know that.” She said laughing nervously.
Veronica stared at her with disbelieving eyes
“Sweetie, I know a hickey when I see a hickey. That’s a hickey.”
“Veronica, that’s ridiculous it’s a burn.”
“Betty, I’m your best friend. What are you hiding from me?”
Suddenly, jugheads lazy voice entered the conversation
“Who’s hiding things?”
Both heads whipped around and Veronica reached for Jughead, pulling him towards Betty.
“Look! A hickey! Do you know who Betty’s been seeing? Because I sure don’t.”
Jugheads eyes widened as he caught Betty’s eyes.
He quickly stamped down his panic,
“Maybe it’s a burn, Betty does use a curling iron a lot.”
“Thankyou!” Betty said quickly
“You two are ridiculous. I’m gonna find out , you know I will!” Veronica said before stomping away , leaving betty and jughead alone by the lockers.
“Don’t be mad.” He said quickly
“My neck Jughead! Of all the places!”
He glanced to the heart shaped bruise, marring her skin.
And unfortunately he wasn’t able to hide his proud smirk before she caught it.
Smacking his arm
“I’m sorry okay, I got carried away. It was that damn yellow dress last night. You know I love it when you wear that thing.”
She blushed slightly remembering the events that took place in her bedroom last night.
Jughead looked around quickly, making sure no one was looking, before he placed a quick kiss on her lips.
“It’ll be fine .I’m sure no one will even notice.”
That was the biggest lie of the year.
She had already been stopped by Kevin, Cheryl, and Josie and half the football team had been whistling when she walked past commenting on the hickey.
By last period, study hall, she was thoroughly over this day, and ready to go back to wearing her sweaters.
The gang all had this period together. So they usually spent it on a table outside.
Sliding into the seat next to Betty’s , jughead slid his hand under the table and squeezed her knee.
She smiled softly at him.
“Okay” Veronica spoke up “Kevin, Cheryl and I have gone over all possible suspects regarding the case of Betty’s hickey”
“Oh my god” betty mumbled, dropping her head to the table.
Archie poked his head up from his music book
“Hickey? Betty? What?!”
Kevin sighed “well there goes my guess, it couldn’t have been Archie if he didn’t even know about it.”
Archie was now leaning over the table trying to get a look at Betty’s neck
“I’m sorry. What?! Betty what the hell?”
Cheryl pulled out a notebook ,passing it to Veronica
“I had it narrowed down to dilton doiley or trev marrow, but after speaking to them I now know that it’s neither.”
“You asked them if they gave me a hickey?!”
Veronica crossed out something in the notebook.
“Well we know it’s not anyone on a sports team, we totally would have found that out by now, and the smart kids wouldn’t be able to do that kind of handiwork If they tried so they’re out. Who does that even leave us with?” Veronica said frustrated.
Suddenly everyone’s eyes shot to Jughead who was leaning back in his seat smirking with a shrug.
“Don’t ask me.”
Veronica’s eyes widened
“Oh my god.”
Cheryl slammed her hands down on the table
Kevin nearly spit out his water
“ Total plot twist.”
And Archie was just confused
“What, what do we know?!”
Suddenly Betty smiled, reaching for jugheads hand.
“Okay, now can we please stop talking about this.”
“As much as I enjoy hearing you all talk about other guys leaving hickeys on my girls neck, I’d rather we changed topics, thanks”
Archie dropped his book on the floor with a thud.
Jughead sat up straighter
“Yeah girlfriend. Is that a problem pal?”
Archie just sat back, glaring at his best friend.
“This is total breaking news, Betty Cooper and jughead jones. We have so much to talk about. I’m sleeping over tonight.”
If requests are open, could you make a jughead x fem Reader where he never asked what her real name was (everyone just calls her by a nick name and has been doing so for years.) and when he finally figures it out and calls her by that name, the reader falls in love with the way it sounds when he says it. Sorry if it’s confusing, I just thought it’d be cute :)
Y/N/N = Your Nick Name
Y/N = Your (real/full) Name
L/N = Your Last Name
I loved this idea so much! I hope you like the way I wrote it!
The first time it was brought up was at the diner. You sat next to Jughead, and the two of you were sitting across from Betty and Veronica. You all were sharing stories from your childhoods, including Jughead, when it finally got to you.
“Y/N/N, did you ever have a nickname?” You smiled at Veronica, who had admitted a few of her own embarrassing nicknames.
“Y/N/N,” you replied, sipping at your milkshake.
“What,” Jughead asked and you laughed while turning to face him.
“Y/N/N is my nickname,” you said, but he still looked confused, “I’ve gone by Y/N/N my whole life. Even my parents use it rather than my actual name.”
“No, I get that,” he said, meeting your eyes, “but what’s your real name?” Veronica raised an eyebrow and Betty let out a laugh. “You’ve been best friends with Y/N/N for how long, and yet you still don’t know her full name?” Jughead squinted his eyes at Veronica and you let out a small giggle. “Now I have to know,” he said, turning to face you, but you just stared at him. “You’re a smart, independent, young man,” you said, causing Jughead to smile at you, “you can figure it out.” Betty rolled her eyes, “stop flirting you two, we’re trying to be nostalgic.” You felt a blush creep up onto your cheeks and with a glance at Jughead, you saw he was blushing too.
The second time it was brought up was at your locker door. School had ended and you were grabbing your jacket and text book out of your locker. Out of the corner of your eye you could see Jughead walking towards you, looking annoyed.
“What’s up Juggie,” you asked as he leaned against the lockers next to yours.
“So I went to the library during my free period,” he said and you started to close your locker door.
“Sounds adventurous,” you said, looking up and smiling at him.
“Ha! Very funny,” he said, “I went there looking to check out some yearbooks. When I asked for them she said, and I quote, ‘they’ve all been checked out.’”
You gave him a smug smile, “Hmm, how strange.” He nodded, “isn’t it?”
Anon requests: hi could you please do an
imahine where reader is quiet and a bit of a loner and sits in the back of
class and one day in english they have to write something and present it to the
class and jughead underestimates her but then is actually really impressed and
develops a crush on her?? thank u
Hi, Uhm I absolutly love your account. I was wondering if you could do
one where y/n is new to Riverdale and ends up be a loner, and since jughead
knows what that’s like they become friends <3 lots of fluff. Please and
isn’t a social butterfly, but the new girl, with her impressive writing skills,
may be an exception.
Word count: 958
A/N: I had a lot
of fun writing this one, hope you enjoy!
Jughead didn’t care much for his classmates. He had a select amount of friends, and they
satisfied him. He found no point in
socializing with other people just for the sake of more people to talk to. (Y/N) (Y/L/N), the new girl, was no exception
to Jughead’s belief. She had recently
moved to Riverdale, and she sat in the back of Jughead’s English class. Although he never saw her with any friends,
Jughead felt no obligation to act friendly towards (Y/N) because she had no
other friends. That was not his job.
“New girl’s pretty,” Veronica commented at lunch one day. Jughead looked up from his chips at Veronica.
“So what?” he asked, eyebrows raised. Veronica raised her hands in mock-surrender.
“Woah there, Jughead,” she rolled her eyes, “I’m just saying.”
“I feel bad for her,” Betty joined in on the conversation. “I don’t think she has any friends.”
“Being the new girl is hard,” Veronica empathized with (Y/N),
popping a fry in her mouth. “It’s hard
to make friends at a new school. I got
lucky with you guys.” The whole table
cooed at what Veronica said, then laughed.
Their English teacher made them write an analysis on the book the
class had just finished. Jughead, a
natural-born writer, finished it with ease.
Most of the rest of his class, from what he could tell, struggled with
The day that the assignment was due, the English teacher surprised
everyone by announcing that the analysis would have to be read in front of the
whole class. This sent some of Jughead’s
classmates into a frenzy because no one felt confident in their writing. Jughead was the only volunteer to read. He stepped up in front of the class and
effortlessly read his analysis, and once he finished he plopped back into his
chair. Because there were no more
volunteers, his teacher began to randomly select students. Every student who went up stuttered and
fumbled and lacked proper analysis in Jughead’s opinion. Unimpressed, he sat in his chair with his
arms crossed and a judgmental look plastered on his face.
“(Y/N) (Y/L/N),” the teacher called out. Jughead shifted in his seat so he could
glance at the new girl. Her eyes were
wide as she shakily stood up. Grabbing
her paper, she ventured to the front of the classroom. She cleared her throat and began to
read. Jughead was shocked by her
eloquence: her voice was clear and smooth, her writing was immaculate, and her
analysis had extreme depth. When she
finished, she quickly sat down before any students had the chance to applaud.
The bell rang, and while the other students dashed out of the
room, Jughead approached (Y/N) as she stuffed her binders into her bag.
“That was impressive,” he commented, leaning against the desk in
front of her. She turned to face him.
“What was impressive?” she inquired, pulling a bit of hair behind
“Your writing,” Jughead answered.
“It was very eloquent. You’re
“Yours was better,” she responded, shrugged her bag onto her
shoulder. She began to exit the classroom,
and Jughead followed in her footsteps.
“That’s debatable,” he countered, “and I don’t say that too often.” (Y/N) laughed at that, causing Jughead to
crack a smile.
“Well then, I’m glad that someone has finally met your standards,”
she quipped, and his smile widened. “Anyhow,
it was nice talking to you, but I have to go to history now.” Her pace quickened as she left Jughead’s
side, and he stood in the hallway as he watched her walk away. He barely noticed that his cheeks were a bit redder
Over the course of the next two weeks, Jughead tried to get to
know (Y/N) better. He moved his seat so
that he was next to her in English. He
began to invite her to his table to eat lunch with him and his friends. Although they all noticed his shift in
attitude, they chose to remain silent.
They were going to let Jughead figure this one out on his own.
It took Jughead another three weeks before he finally realized
what happened. He was sitting in his
booth with (Y/N) across from him. They
were working on an English project, each of them working on their own
individual assignment. There was no
conversation being tossed between them, just a soothing silence. Jughead looked up from his writing and saw
the girl sitting across from him, and then it hit him. He
“(Y/N),” her name spilled out of his mouth before he could stop
himself. Her head snapped up, and she
shot him a puzzled glance.
“Yes, Jug?” she questioned.
Jug. When did she start calling him that?
“When did you start calling me that?” he voiced his thoughts. (Y/N) shrugged.
“I don’t know,” she answered.
But he didn’t care about the answer to that question. What he was really wondering was when did everything change?
“Is this a date?” his words stumbled over one another as they
poured out of his mouth. He immediately
regretted saying that.
“I didn’t think it was,” (Y/N) remained calm. “It can be if you want.” Jughead almost missed the second part of her
reply, but once it registered in his mind, he burst into a grin. (Y/N) shook her head with a smile etched onto
her face, and turned back to her English work.
“Or would this not be our first date, since we’ve come to Pop’s
together so many times before?” Jughead wondered aloud. (Y/N) laughed as she set her pencil down.
“It’s our first date, Jug,” she told him. “It’s the first because we didn’t acknowledge
it before.” Jughead smiled cheekily.
totally late for the party xD but just wanted to appreciate how preciously perfect and adorable this shot of Betty & Jughead are together at Poptates, especially since these two have no concept of personal space whatsoever, even when they were just platonic friends! *heart eyes* Look at her arms wrapped over his knees that’s propped up on the booth chair…. she’s just a shy away from sitting on his lap xD…..with his arms draped behind her as usual. They look so happy and blissful side by side and have to say, they are such a perfect fit for each other, physically, intellectually and emotionally that it’s hard to imagine them with any other people after this.
Regardless of how Bughead will end up or their fates after the season finale, the level of development these two characters have undergone since the first episode is tremendous, especially the progression of their relationship with each other. The fact that they didn’t even have any interactions with each other in the first episode, and then when they first lay their eyes on each other in that second episode at Poptates….it was such an iconic heart eyes inducing moment the way his eyes & face light up like he’s found his angel….truly makes the audience (or at least me xD) feel like they are soulmates who’ve finally found each other, two contrasting personalities that need each other to be whole. They simply belong together and it’ll be such a waste after all that development…for something to tear them apart…. but then again, this is a tv show and what’s a relationship without some angst and drama ey?
Plus, even if something happens between them to break them apart, the fun of shipping is seeing the possibilities of them finding each other again knowing that they truly belong together. It’s amazing how far they’ve come….from the point when Jughead lamented how he’s the invisible one in the booth eventho there’s four of them, saying that Archie is the luckiest redheaded guy in the universe, which then, we didn’t realise that he’s actually giving us an insight to his feelings that he could’ve been holding a torch for Betty all these years….(especially when he released that huge sigh of relief and contentment after he kissed her in her room..like he finally had the guts to do something about it)..….and wanting some of that attention which Betty has always given to Archie……to finally feeling that he belonged with them and that he actually got his girl, the happiness that he’s been secretly craving for…. Seriously. Betty & Jughead’s relationship on Riverdale has been such a surreal dream come true….especially for those of us who have been rooting for them for years in the comics…be it as platonic friends or more…as long as it makes them happy. <333 Sorry for the longass post.
A/N- my first writing got 7 notes! (thats not a lot but still) thank you! Also, I will be doing a second part to this! (probs won’t be as exciting but whatever) So stay tuned for that!
“So Jug, you up for studying tomorrow?” Betty asks Jughead.
You and your friends were all sitting at a booth at Pop’s, as usual.
“Uh, sure!” Jughead replies and smiles.
You quickly look both of them over. Jughead was your boyfriend and he seemed to be spending a lot of time with Betty lately. It was really getting on your nerves.
“Whatcha gonna study?” You ask, scooting a bit closer to Jughead.
Betty glances at Jug and replies, “For the science test, you know how hard Mrs.Hank’s tests are.”
You nod and take a sip of your milk shake.
You didn’t want to admit it to yourself, but you were a little jealous.
Then you got an idea. Why not make Jughead jealous too?
You turned to look at Archie, sitting on the other side of table.
“Arch, do you to study with me? My place?” You ask the ginger haired boy.
He quickly glances over at Jughead who looks a bit suspicious.
“Uh, ok.” He replies.
You could see Jughead staring at you with hawk eyes, he was jealous already!
“Alright Archie, should we go?” You ask him leaning into the table.
“Sure.” He smiles and you both get up.
“Bye guys!” You both say in unison, before you lean down to kiss jughead.
Not just a peck, but a real kiss. You wanted him to see what he was missing out on.
You deepened your kiss and held his chin with your hand before breaking off. You wanted to be a tease.
You hear ooo sounds from Veronica and Kevin as you get back up from leaning over, still locking eyes with Jughead.
Jughead still looked flustered as you and Archie exited Pop’s.
“What was that for?” Archie asks, referring to the kiss.
You turn to him and say, “Juggie has been spending a lot of time with Betty lately. And I don’t want to admit it but I’m kinda jealous.”
“Ya, but they’re just friends.” Archie points out.
“I know but- I just want to make him jealous too. That’s why I asked you to study with me at my house.” You tell him as you near your home.
Archie nods and you both enter the house.
The next day, you Kevin and Veronica walked to school together.
I didn’t take long for Kevin to bring up that kiss.
“Ok, but can we just talk about that kiss?” He exclaims.
You giggle as he goes on.
“I mean that was hot. Like wow.” He says.
“Thanks,” You laugh.
“But like why? You hardly ever kiss Jug like that in public, is there something happening that I don know about?” Veronica asked as she pulled her phone out of her pocket to check her hair on the camera.
“I don’t know. Jughead has been hanging out with Betty a lot lately. And I know that they are only friends… But I’m kinda jealous. I guess I just wanted him to see what he was missing out on.” You explain as you all enter the school.
“Oh! Well I can help you make him jealous if you want.” Veronica offers, winking.
You laugh and open your locker.
Then you see Betty and Jughead walking side by side down the halls, laughing.
A fire burns in you. You didn’t know why, but you were mad.
Then Archie comes up beside you and Kevin to open his locker.
“Hey Arch!” You say loud enough so Juggie and Betty hear as they came closer.
“Hey Y/N!” He replies and smiles and grabs some books out of his locker.
Then Betty and Jughead come up to you guys.
“Hey.” Jug says to you all and takes you into his arms in a light kiss.
You kiss him back a little harder and then let go, smirking at him.
You turn around and get books out of your locker as the rest of the gang talks.
“So how was studying?” Jughead asked you.
There it was, he was jealous.
“Fine, and you?” You asked smiling.
“Fine too.” He looked at you a little angrily and then said, “Well, I better get to class.” and walked away.
After school, while in your room, you heard a knock on your window, it was Jughead.
You quickly opened it and let him inside.
“Hello beautiful.” He said and leaned in for a kiss.
You rolled your eyes at his cliche saying but kissed him back.
You wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him deeply. He wrapped his arms around your waste as his lips moved gracefully against yours.
After a few moments you broke apart and stared lovingly into his eyes and he did the same.
His phone dinged and he pulled it out.
“Ugh. I got to go.” He sighed and made his way towards the window.
“What? why?” You asked in an annoyed tone.
“I promised Betty I would help her with an assignment, sorry.” He said.
You lets out a loud groan. Jughead turned around to face you.
“What was that for?” He inquired.
“Nothing… It’s just seems like you’ve been wanting to be with Betty a lot lately.” You answered turning your head up a bit.
“Ya, so? She’s my friend.” He said.
“Friend, huh? It seems like you want to be more than that with her.” You said. You know you were going overboard, but you needed to show Jughead you meant business.
“What? Y/N that just stupid! You know that’s not true!” He raised his voice a bit.
“Oh really? Then why are you spending more time with her than with me?” You said, crossing your arms.
“I’m not! We just study together sometimes and-” He began but you cut him off.
“Sometimes? Sometimes?! You have been with her almost everyday after school for the past two weeks!” You raised your voice and stepped at bit closer to him.
“I have not! Your just jealous!” He yelled.
Anger burned in your eyes, you could feel your face getting red and your palms sweating.
“You know what? Fine. Whatever! Just go!” You yelled pointing to the window. “I’ll just invite over Archie!”
Jughead began to leave until he hear the last sentence. He whirled around.
“Archie? Why Archie?!” He said, his eyes burned.
“See!! Your jealous too!!” Your voice getting louder by the second.
“I am not!” Jughead yelled, heading towards the window again.
“Yes you are! Now leave! Be with Betty! Cheat on me, see if I care!!” You screamed, tears welling up in your eyes.
That was it. He turned around so fast he was like a blob of black clothes.
“I’M NOT CHEATING ON YOU, YOU IDIOT!!” He screamed.
Jughead had never been so mad before. He had never yelled at you. He had never called you anything other than sweet things. But he was the most angry you had ever seen him.
Your face got hot, tears began to stream down your face.
“WHY WOULDN’T YOU? YOU HAVE NOTHING TO LOOSE! BETTY IS PERFECT AND SWEET AND BEAUTIFUL! JUST GO WITH HER!” You screamed as hot tears poured out of your eyes.
“YES I WOULD HAVE SOMETHING TO LOOSE! THE LOVE OF MY LIFE!” He screamed coming closer to you.
Did you hear him right?
“I love you Y/N.” He said a bit quieter, but still loudly.
He then took your face in his hands and brought his mouth to yours.
But before he kissed you, you let out a small whisper,
request: Hello! I was hoping you could do
a Jughead imagine where him and the reader are pre-relationship and the reader
confesses their love almost every day but Jug is too caught up in his writing
to notice? (Bonus if the other parts of the CoreFour are involved). Thanks!
Pairing: Jughead Jones x Reader
Description: Everyday (Y/N)
confesses her feelings for Jughead but they’re never heard
Warnings: one swear word
Word count: 1,201
A/N: ahh everyone thank you so much for all the kind
responses to my first imagine!! hope you enjoy!
We sat in our usual booth at Pop’s: him
feverishly writing his story and me staring at him as smitten as can be.
“Jughead?” I asked, glancing at the raven-haired
boy sitting across from me.
“Hmm?” he hummed, eyes remaining glued to the
“I just… I wanted to,” I paused for a moment,
taking a deep breath in. “I know we’ve
been friends for a while and that’s great, I love being your friend, but
sometimes I just think that… I don’t know, sometimes I want to be more.” He remained quiet, so I continued, “And if
you don’t feel the same that’s okay, I don’t want anything to ruin our
friendship.” I let out a big sigh and
looked up at Jughead. He was still
staring at his laptop. “Jughead!” I
exclaimed, causing him to jump slightly.
“What?” he asked.
My eyes widened.
“Did you not hear anything I just said?” I
inquired. Jughead’s eyebrows rose and he
bit his lip, breaking eye contact with me.
“I’m sorry, I was just really invested in my
story,” he apologized. I sighed and
shrugged, standing up.
“It’s fine, Jug, it wasn’t anything important,” I
assured him, grabbing my bag. “I’m gonna
head home, I have to work on my homework.”
He nodded and waved as I turned around and exited Pop’s. “Oh god,” I muttered under my breath as I
walked home, rubbing my temples.
Two days later, I found myself in the same
position: Jughead furiously typing and me preparing to confess my feelings.
“Jughead, I need to talk to you,” I said, more
demandingly than last time. Jughead
looked up from his laptop and nodded.
“Go ahead,” he said, then looked back down at his
“I-” Before I could start, Betty approached our
“Hey guys!” she greeted. I smiled, whereas Jughead kept his head
down. “Could I sit here with you guys?”
“Uh, yeah, of course,” I replied, scooching over
so she could sit next to me. She smiled
gratefully as she slid into the booth.
“Thanks, (Y/N). So what were you guys talking about before I
interrupted?” I bit my lip. Betty knew about my big crush on Jughead, all
of our friends knew. I glanced at her
and she nodded, understanding what I was trying to do. “Do you want me to leave?” she
whispered. I shook my head.
“No, no, you can stay.
Please, actually, I need the moral support.” She nodded and sat back in the booth. I sucked in a deep breath and started over, “So,
Jughead, as I was trying to say before, we’ve been friends for so long. But I like you. I’ve liked you for a while, and I even tried
to tell you a few days ago but you didn’t hear me. I just needed to tell you, and if you don’t
feel the same that’s fine. Just, please,
I want to at least stay friends with you no matter what.” Betty looked at me with a proud smile, subtly
sending me a thumbs up. Smiling back at
her, I turned to face Jughead.
“Jughead?” Betty asked, glancing between me and him. “Did you just hear what (Y/N) said?”
“Huh?” Jughead breathed, looking between me and Betty. “Betty, when’d you join us?” Betty and I exchanged a shocked glance, our eyes
wide and mouths agape. “What?”
“I’ve been here for five minutes,” Betty said, her voice
sharp. “Did you not hear anything (Y/N)
or I said?”
“Oh,” Jughead sighed.
“I did it again. I’m sorry, (Y/N). What were you trying to say?”
Betty started, “She was trying to tell you that she-”
“Has cheerleading practice tomorrow,” I interrupted
Betty. “I have cheerleading practice
tomorrow, and it’s gonna go pretty late, so I can’t meet you here tomorrow.” Betty cast me a disapproving glare, but
softened when I looked at her sadly.
Jughead, although usually clever and observant, did not notice this
“Okay,” he said, “that’s fine. You’ll still meet me here on Saturday though,
right?” I bit my lip, contemplating
making up an excuse. Quickly, I looked
to Betty for approval. She subtly
“Yeah of course,” I agreed cheerily. “Saturday.”
Jughead smiled and nodded. I
stood up and Betty followed suit, and we both exited the diner. Once we got outside, Betty stopped and turned
to look at me.
“What was that?” she whisper-yelled.
“I don’t know,” I groaned.
“It happened on Tuesday, too. He
never seems to hear me.”
“But you’re gonna try again, though,” she said. “Right?”
“I- I don’t know,” I sighed, and began walking. Betty followed suit. “I guess I’ll try again, but I don’t know,
maybe it’s not meant to be.”
“Not meant to be?” Betty repeated. “(Y/N), you and Jughead are, as Kevin likes
to say, endgame!” I laughed at the
terminology and shrugged, unable to think of a reply. “Please try, at least one more time.”
I assured her, “I’ll try.”
Two weeks later, I stood at my locker with Veronica and
Betty. Angrily, I slammed my locker
closed and then leaned up against it.
“It’s pointless!” I groaned, lightly banging my head against
the locker. “For two weeks I’ve tried,
two whole weeks! Every day, I go into
Pop’s and tell myself, ‘This is the day.’
Then I sit with him, build up the courage, and I tell him. And every day, he doesn’t hear me. Every fucking day!” Veronica and Betty both shook their heads.
“I can’t believe him,” Veronica seethed. “That’s ridiculous, he has to have heard you
at least once. He’s not deaf.” Betty nodded in agreement.
“Just try talking to him without his laptop,” Betty
suggested. “Make sure that he has no
distractions, just you and him.”
“Thank you,” I smiled.
“I’ll definitely do that tonight at Pop’s.”
“Why do it tonight,” Veronica drawled, looking past me, “when
you can do it now?” I turned around to
see Jughead down the hallway.
“Oh no,” I whined. “Not
now, not here.”
Ignoring my objections, Veronica called out, “Jughead!” He looked at us and nodded, walking over to
where we stood.
“Hey,” he greeted, leaning against the lockers next to me.
“Hi,” I smiled, twiddling with my fingers. Betty and Veronica exchanged smirks and edged
away from us, still remaining within earshot.
“Listen, I’ve been meaning to tell you something for a while and-”
“I know,” Jughead interrupted me. “And I never hear you. I know, I’m sorry.” I nodded, licking my lips.
“Yeah, it’s okay, I just feel like I should tell you now,
while I know I have your attention.”
Jughead laughed lightly. “I… I
like you, Jughead. More than friends.” Jughead’s eyes widened and I stopped. Every time he remained quiet at Pop’s I kept
going, but now I stopped, not knowing how to continue.
“You like me?” he asked.
“And you’ve been trying to tell me for two weeks?”
“Yeah,” I nodded. He
rubbed his face.
“Jesus,” he sighed. “I’m
“No, you’re not,” I told him. “I just- if you don’t feel the same way it’s
fine, but please don’t let this ruin our friendship. I couldn’t live with myself if-”
Hi love! Could I please request a fluffy Riverdale imagine where the reader is Betty’s little sister by a year who receives the same pressure from their mom, but hides it well from her sister and everyone else, when she is actually completely overwhelmed and stressed out to the point where she’s having an anxiety attack and Jughead or Veronica helps her?
Just because I love him, I chose a Jughead x Reader prompt. But, anon, if you want one with Veronica please message me!!! And maybe…if you want a Part Two (?)
It’s hard enough being a Freshman at Riverdale High, but you had an amazing older sister who put your mother’s standard too high. Betty is an amazing sister and you love her, it’s just that everyone loves her. After Polly went away and Jason went missing, things started to go further down hill for you. Your mother put unneeded pressure on both you and Betty, but Betty handled so much better. She broke free from your mother’s poisonous ways and started doing things for herself. This left you alone with the overbearing woman and no where to go. You managed to hide the damage your mother was inflicting upon you quite well. So well in fact that your sister and her friends thought you were just fine. The first day back to school, that changed.
“That’s really great Archie!” Betty said, shooting the redhead the most adorable heart eyes. You nodded in agreement as you listened to Archie's’ music demo. You were about to speak up when everyone at the lunch table turned their heads. “Can I sit?”
You turned and saw a very pretty Sophomore standing near the table. “Veronica! Yeah, sit!” Betty said, giving her a sweet smile. Kevin moved over, allowing you to make room for the girl to sit next to you. “What song is that? It’s really good but I haven’t heard it before.”
“It’s Archie’s demo.” You said, and the girl looked at you in confusion. Betty laughed, “Sorry, Veronica, this is my little sister Y/N. Y/N this is Veronica, she just moved here from New York.” Veronica gave you a kind smile and a hello which you tried to copy as best you could. You just weren’t feeling it today. Veronica must’ve picked up on it because her eyebrows furrowed slightly. “Yeah, I thought we’d have to pretend to like it but, it’s actually really great.” Kevin said causing Archie to smile softly. You smiled a little too, happy that at least one person you knew was doing something good in their lives. “You are alright?” Veronica asked while Kevin and Betty discussed Archie’s future in the music business. You just turned to look at her and with no answer, you got up and left the table. You felt tears gathering behind your eyes as you walked past Cheryl Blossom’s table, you heard someone in their group mutter “freak” and you suddenly were pushed over the edge. You picked up your pace and walked quickly back inside the school. You darted towards the nearest bathroom. You felt eyes on you and saw the Sophomore from your writing class watching you. You just walked faster to the bathroom and when inside, you locked yourself in a stall. The weight of everything that had occurred was finally crashing down on you and it was hitting hard. You felt light headed as your mind replayed the conversation of the future you had with your mom, the pressure for success she put on you because God forbid she had another broken daughter. Veronica’s simple question brought all of it back, the family drama that occurred with Polly and then Jason’s disappearance. You were far from alright, but the thought of telling someone that felt more scary than the pressure itself.
You managed to pull yourself together enough where you stopped crying, and got ready for your next period. When you would see your sister and her friends in the hall, you’d just say you had a stomach cramp or pain and went to the nurse. They’d question you and Veronica would be skeptical, but you’d smile and lie your way through the day.
You told Betty that you had a group project due in a few days and that your group was meeting up at Pop’s. Of course, being the good sister she is, let you go off on your own. “Just text me when you get there and when you need a ride, okay?” You nodded and gave her a fake smile. “I love you Y/N, be safe!” You walked off towards the diner, happy that now you didn’t have to go home for a little while longer.
The diner was basically empty, minus a few usual patrons. You ordered some fries and sat in a booth in the corner. You looked outside the window and saw the rain drops fall against the glass. It was a soothing distraction, taking your mind off the current situation just for a few precious moments. The silence was interrupted by someone sitting in the empty side of the booth. You turned your head quickly and saw the quiet Sophomore from early today. You just stared at him and his odd hat, and he stared at you just the same. “You’re Y/N Cooper, I saw you earlier today in school. We have Writing class together.” You nodded, suddenly getting nervous. “You’re Jughead Jones.” You said, equally as monotone as he did. “I’m not normally one for caring, but what happened today, right before lunch ended?” You swallowed hard at his question, and he saw your unease. “You looked very, very upset, that’s why I ask.” You felt a tear slide down your cheek at his sudden kindness. You wiped it away as quickly as it had appeared. “Everything going on it’s…taking a toll on me, but I’m-” You stopped talking, not trusting your own voice to continue. Jughead seemed to notice and didn’t say a word. He just waited until you composed yourself and continued. “I’m,” you looked into his eyes for a split moment and saw that there was no fooling him, “not fine.”
You found yourself opening up, just a little, to the mysterious boy before you. You mentioned the pressure your mother put you under, that derived from what occurred with Polly and Jason. From there, he started to talk about the summer, the Blossom twins, and how he remembered your older sister. “Polly was very nice. Said ‘hi’ to me even when I didn’t even look at her.”
“That was the type of girl she was.” You said, trailing off. You missed your eldest sister and you knew that Betty did as well. “Maybe,” Jughead started, slightly hesitant, “you should talk to your sister Betty more.” You stared at him quietly as he continued, “If she was under the same pressure she might be able to help you deal with it. It’s just an idea.” He said, and you felt your lips twitch up into a small smile. “Thank you.” Your phone screen flickered on and you saw the time. You hurriedly got out of the booth and stood. “My sister is going to be here soon.” He nodded, and made his way out of his side of the booth. “I’ll walk you out.”
The two of you waited under the rain-guard outside the diner in a calm silence. For some reason you turned and saw him looking at you. “You don’t have to stay. You’ve done enough for me.” He shook his head and looked towards the ground, a small smile played on his lips. “I’m just going to leave you alone when you feel this down.” You nodded, your heart beating a bit faster than before. “Thank you, again.” You whispered quietly, he turned to face you once more. “If you ever need to talk, to someone that isn’t your sister, you can find me in the library at lunch time.” You gave him a soft smile once more and saw the headlights coming from down the road.
“I’ll see you around, Jughead.” You murmured, but he caught your hand before you walked away. “I hope you smile more.” He said in a hushed tone as he slipped a piece of paper into your hand. You looked a his face, his gaze hidden slightly by his dark hair. He pulled away and with one last glance, walked back inside the diner. You darted to Betty’s car through the rain and shuddered when you got inside.
“Get buckled.” She said, “How’d the group project go?” As you finished buckling your safety belt, you turned back to the diner and saw Jughead typing away at a laptop through the window. From a distance, it looked, almost like, he was smiling. You turned to face forward and sighed. “It went pretty well.”