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uniqueimagines · 5 years

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Mystery Woman

Paring: Jughead x Reader

Requested: No

Description: You move back to Riverdale after 18 years and become the mystery girl. When Jughead finds out who you are and why you came back he helps you through some rough times.

Authors Notes: Y/D/N meaning your dads name and Y/B/N meaning your brothers name. Also let me know if you would be interested in this being turned into a series.

Warnings: Sadness, Talking of losing loved ones including veterans.

Word count: 1505

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You had moved into the trailer park roughly two years ago just a few months after your 19th birthday. You just turned 21 less than two months ago and became an official serpent on your 20th birthday. You have been working 40 to 50 hours a week at the Wyrm and yet nobody seemed to know anything about you. You only spoke when directly spoken to and gave the shortest and most straight forward answers possible. The only things people seemed to know is stuff they could observe from the way you looked, which really didn’t give them much information. They hadn’t even learned your name yet.

So far Fangs, Sweet Pea, Toni and Jughead had managed to make a few fairly obvious observations. You and FP are close, or at least significantly closer than anyone else is to you. They had seen the two of you talk more in one night at the bar than you talked to anyone in the first year you were here. You dress fairly scandalously as you typically wore short shorts or skinny jeans, always high waisted, and mainly crop tops that showed off your cleavage. You wore dog tags that sat between your breasts and nobody could ever get close enough to read them. Your serpent tattoo was on your hip and had been spotted when you and FP came to a get together at the river and you swam in a black bikini. They also knew you rode a motorcycle and lived alone.

You walk in with FP to Jughead’s 21st birthday get together. The only people that are there are Jug and his three Serpent best friends, his ex Betty that is now one of his best friends and his other best friend Archie. “Hey, Dad I see you brought a friend.” Jug smiles at you and extends his hand which you gladly shake it. You were wearing your black ripped jeans, boots and a black v-neck cropped top under your leather jacket with your hair up. Jughead had never been able to get this close to you and let his curiosity get the best of him looking down at your breasts trying to read the dog tags that sit on top of them.

“Boy! Keep your eyes on hers.” FP rolls his eyes and you can't hold back a small smile and chuckle as your cheeks blush light pink. “I’m so sorry… I’m Jughead Jones the third. FP is my dad.” He gives you a small apologetic look. You laugh lightly and nod, “I know and I know Fangs, Toni, and Sweet Pea but I don’t think I’ve met either of them.” You laugh lightly referring to Archie and Betty. “These are my two best friends that live on the north side.They are both Serpents just aren’t frequents of the bar, this is Archie and Betty.” They both nod giving you a small smile and you nod and smile in return.

“Do you want a drink?” FP rests his hand on your back as he asks and everyone stares in silence. “Umm no thanks…” FP nods knowingly and walks into the kitchen bringing you back a water bottle. “So movies?” You ask and everyone nods realizing they are still staring in eerie silence. You sit on the floor on a beanbag beside Jughead in his own. FP sits in a chair just behind you with his legs to your right and Jug to the left. Throughout the movie there is a scene where someone come back from war and you silently excuse yourself to the back porch.

“Hey you okay?” You turn and see Jughead leaning against the doorway. You were holding the dog tags in your hands now rubbing your thumbs over the inscription. Taking a deep breath you nod as a single tear slides down your cheek, “Yeah I’m fine. Don’t worry about me. Go back inside and enjoy your party.” “Even with only 7 other people here I am not a party person. I would rather be out here and talk to you… if you want to talk.” You nod and sit on the steps of the porch and Jug does the same. “Are they yours?” He asks peering over at your hands as you rub the tags between your fingers with your hands resting in your lap.You take a deep inhale before bluntly stating, “No… They were my brothers.”

You place the tags in Jug’s hands and he looks down at them reading the inscription, “Wait… Y/L/N? Are you Y/D/N’s daughter?” You nod knowing Jughead had realized your father had been the leader of the Serpents before he died when you were only 3 years old. You and Jughead had been friends as children but when your dad died you and your older brother had to go live with family out of state. Your mother had died during your birth and your only living relatives were her parents. “I’m sorry…” Jughead puts his arm around your shoulder and you lean into him and you can’t hold back the tears anymore. You relax into his body as the tears begin streaming down your cheeks.

Though you and Jug only knew each other for a few years when you were both very young when he realized who you were you the two of you were instantly comfortable together again. It was almost as if you had never left and you whisper, “My grandparents died like 5 years ago… Not like it mattered much they were mean old people…” Jug laughs lightly and rubs your shoulder. “Jug… Y/B/N died 3 days after my 19th birthday…I don’t have anyone left.” Your words catch in your throat as more tears fall down your cheeks and Jug takes your hand holding it with the tags between your hands. “You have my dad and you have me.” Nodding you bury your head in his shoulder still holding onto his hand.

FP pops his head out and Jug hears the door creak open looking back at his dad. FP gives him a concerned look and Jug simply nods and continues rubbing your back. After a few minutes you calm yourself enough and stand putting your tags back on and wiping your face, “Let's go back inside.” Jug nods and walks inside and the two of you sit in the beanbags as if nothing happened. After you get comfortable laying your legs out beside Jug’s he holds his hand out offering it to you. You keep your eyes on the tv and take his hand interlacing your fingers with his without anyone noticing.

You sleep nearly the whole weekend not leaving the trailer and letting your phone die. Sunday night around 8 you hear a knock on the door and reluctantly get up to answer it. Your hair was in a messy bun and you were just wearing spandex shorts and a baggy t-shirt. When you pull open the door Jug stands before you holding a bag of Pop’s your favorite flavor shake and a comedy movie. “Mind if I come in?” He asks giving you a small smile. “Only if you let me hide my hideous hair with your beanie.” You laugh stepping aside for him to walk in. After he sets the stuff down he steps in front of you looking down at you as he places his beanie on your head to hide your hair, “While I think that your hair looked cute I will allow you and only you to borrow this.”

You can't help but let a small smile form as Jug compliments you and puts his hat on your head. Taking the food and shake he brought you sit on the couch and begin to stuff your face. “If I remember from when we were 3 whenever you get really sad you tend to skip meals and hide in forts… or just don't leave the trailer.” Jug laughs lightly as he puts the movie in before sitting beside you. You blush lightly and slow your eating. Once the food is gone you throw away the trash and rejoin Jug on the couch. When you plop on the couch Jug’s beanie becomes crooked. “Hey let me fix that,” Jug turns to face you gently fixing the hat and brushing a few pieces of hair behind your ear.

Keeping the eye contact with Jug as he fixes your hair you ask, “Hey do you remember how your dad used to always tease us that we had a crush on each other and then your friend dared you to kiss me?” Jug chuckles looking into your eyes, “Yeah, I vaguely remember that.” You bite your lip for a moment before taking breath and blurting out, “I dare you to kiss me Jug.” Jughead cups your cheek pressing his lips to yours. You slide onto his lap straddling him and resting your hands on his chest. Pulling away for a breath Jughead laughs, “Damn 3 year old me missed out.”

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