Jughead Imagines

The Last Drive In

"Come on, y/n! Let me help you with this." Veronica has been trying to dress me up for my date with Jug at the last Drive In. "I can't trust you, V. You'll dress me up in something not my style and I know Jug doesn't like that." "Ok, I'll try not to. Please?" I sighed, and decided to accept her offer. Biggest. Mistake. Ever. This is the outfit she came up with:

I couldn't stop tugging at the skirt. This is so not my style! "Thanks, V, but this skirt is literally too short for my comfort." "Oh come on, can you at least try it?" I could see Betty smirking in the corner, and I answered, "fine, but you can NEVER dress me again." We laughed, I said, "I'll meet you there," and then I set out. When I got to the Drive In, I looked for Jug, and then I found him. "Hey, Juggie," I said. He turned around and when he saw me, he dropped his keys. He had just gotten here. "This isn't me," I said. "You look great," he said. "This is me covered in Veronica." He chuckled, walked to me, and said, "that's not what I care about. I love you in your own clothes, too." "And that's great because I'm going to change now." We laughed, and then I changed into this outfit, which is more in my comfort zone:

Once I walked back to him, I said, "now this is my style." "You still look as cute as you did a few minutes ago," he said. "I love you," I said. "I love you, too." We then walked off to watch the last movie we would ever see here—Rebel Without A Cause. We got in my mom's car (that I borrowed for tonight) and cuddled up together. My mom has one of those cars where if we lift the cup holder in the front, we could cuddle up together. As the movie played, we laughed, talked, and had a great time. When it ended, I said, "aww. That means we have to leave." "Who says it has to end here?" I smiled, kissed him, and said, "I wish it didn't have to end, but my parents are probably going crazy enough with the idea of me being with you, so I think I should go." "Let me walk—or drive—you home." I nodded, and then we were outside my house. We both got out, and before I climbed the stairs, he grabbed my hand. "Wait, y/n." I stepped down so I could be at the same level as him, and he said, "I'm going to miss working with you." I smiled and answered, "trust me, I will, too. But we have Riverdale High, and we can hang out together." He still looked sad, and then said, "I don't know where I'm going to live." "I'll help you figure it out," I started, "you're my boyfriend. I want to make sure you're safe." He slowly leaned in, and then we kissed. It was all going well until I heard someone clear their throat. My dad. We pulled away, and Jughead saw him. "Hey, Mr. L/N." "Jughead," My dad said. "I'll see you at school tomorrow," he said. Before he left, I kissed him one last time, to which my dad said, "y/n, get inside now." I watched him walk away, and then I said, "dad, I really like him. Can you please not ruin this for me?" "His dad's a Serpent, y/n." "You don't have to take it out on him, though!" I stormed inside, and then I heard the usual argument on a night like this—my mom defending Jughead, and my dad ignoring her. I decided to text Jug:
Me: hey. Sorry about that :/
Jug💖: don't worry... I'm used to it
Me: it's not fair
Jug💖: I know, but it doesn't bother me anymore.
Me: see you tomorrow, Juggie😘
Jug💖: bye😘
With that, I called it a day and went to bed after a fun night (minus my dad).

A/N

Okay, so that's my first Jughead imagine! I hope you guys like it. I'm gonna need suggestions from you all for these Imagines, so please send in any (keep it pg 13 though). If you liked this imagine, make sure to vote and comment any suggestions so I can get better! Thank you so much for reading this, and for your support on my other stories!