Riverdale One-Shots

Why am I named Archie?-Archie x Kevin

A/N: This is if Archie and Kevin were a couple and had a kid but when the kid was a few days old Archie got cancer.

I wake up every night wishing for him to come back to me. My husband passed away a few days after our son was born. That day, I'll honestly never forget that day. It has been 6 years and I still remember that day like it was happening right now.

I hear my 6 year old son stomp into my room, I assumed by his face he didn't want to be alone. He had my eyes while he had Archie's complexion and hair.

"Come here honey." I say as I hold out my arms for my son to come into. He runs and I hold him close. We stayed like that until he broke the silence.

"I had a dream..." He said to me in his delicate voice. I knew from the tone it was a nightmare.

"Daddy, why is my name Archie?" He asked me in his delicate soothing high voice, I swear I can hear a little of my husband's voice in his. I sighed and laid us down on the bed, he snuggled into my side as I told the story of why he was named Archie.

*Flashback*

I walked in Archie's room with our son in my arms, asleep as Archie also was. He was in the hospital for a good month now and I have been here ever since; by his bed and next to him hoping that he was getting better. Sad enough, he has been getting worse, since last week he is on 24 hour surveillance. I stand next to his bed and see him in peace.

"Hey honey, look who came into the world." I told him. He opened his eyes to see me with a little person in my arms. I smile and rose his bed up so he can sit up and hold him. I put him in his arms while I pull him in for a quick peck.

"What's his name?" Archie said as he looked at our new bundle of joy. The baby looked at Archie and smiled at him. I couldn't help but smile at my now two beautiful boys.

"We haven't named him yet. I figure wait until the right name came by." I told him as I got my phone out and took the most angelic photo of Archie I have taken.

His side head and face looking at the kid as the side of the baby's face was shown and a small smile was on his face also and his eyes were looking at my husband's. The sun setting at the right time to make his face glow and the white room was illuminated with the cards for Archie hung on the window and the wall. Everything in the photo was pure joy and happiness.

I showed Archie as I sat down next to him and all I saw was his smile. I put the phone away and Archie's head on my shoulder. I sighed and looked at him and the baby. I kissed the top of his head and he looked up; he smiled and kissed me deeply. We broke apart as we heard the baby coo at him and I, we both laughed and snuggled closer. This family was going to be together for a long time, I thought too soon.

"Never stop loving me..." He told me in a few minutes of silence as his head was on my shoulder, still holding the baby. I thought it was stupid when he said that so I kissed the top of his head and told him the last thing he heard.

"I'll never stop loving you..." I looked down as his body went limp, I grabbed the baby and felt how cold he was and at that moment I knew what happened as the line showed on the screen, Archie was gone.

I looked at my son I will be raising on my own and at that moment I found the right name. "Archie, that's going to be your name." I told the baby as him and I cried. I yelled for the nurse as I held the baby and everything was a blur after that. Everyone rushed into the room and then everyone just stopped.

"Time of death 18:42, I am so sorry for your loss." The head nurse said to me as he stepped away for me to see the love of my life at peace with the Earth. I gave the baby to them and kissed Archie for the last time.

*End of flashback*

"That's how you got your name." I said to him as I looked down at him. He was half asleep on my chest.

"I like that story daddy but what did Papa look like?" He asked me. I closed my eyes to see a smiling Archie Andrews when he was 15.

"He had eyes like chocolate, he had a smile like one of a god, he had ginger hair that was always styled, he had pale skin and sang like an angel." I told him dreamily as I imagined him and I snuggling close under the bleachers, laughing and giggling about stupid stuff and the future.

"I saw him daddy." My son told me. I opened my eyes in shock and looked down at him.

"How?" I managed to say in my mess of a human I was now. How did my son see him he? He died 6 years ago.

"In my dream daddy. He was wearing white and he had amazing gold wings that were stretched outwards. He told me to keep an eye on you, make sure you were happy and tell you to not be sad still since it's been a while. He told me to give you this." I was confused and then my son kissed my forehead and hugged me. I close my eyes and went to sleep as I dreamt of Archie and I until the night with the stars illuminating the sky, his head on my shoulder as a shooting star passed us.

"What did you wish for?" He asks me.

"Everything I wished for is in my arms and I'll love them fearlessly and forever." I said as I kissed his head. He looked up and kissed me like it was the last one we were going to have.