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Join me as I attempt to write a bunch of different one shots and preferences about the beautiful creatures known as the Riverdale cast and characters.
You hated school, like a lot. You hated every little aspect of it. Well everything Jughead Jones that is.
Every time you saw him in that hell hole, your day just got brighter. You two were nothing more than best friends though. Yep, strictly friends, nothing more. That is though, until the night of your bi yearly school dance. •~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•
(This is what you wear)
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(A/n) damnnn look at you thoo ya thicccc💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕
Straightening out your dress, you chuckled nervously to yourself. Tonight was the night of the winter dance. You didn't really wanna go but somehow Betty convinced you to join in on the "fun".
Hearing a beeping noise outside, you looked to see your best friends acting like idiots outside. Running downstairs and giving a quick good bye to your parents, you join, Betty, Veronica, Archie, and Juggie in Archies convertible. Sliding in, next to Betty, you receive warm compliments from everyone but Jughead, who's just staring at you mouth wide open
"You're gonna catch flies Jug." You giggle, as He bushes and looks the other way, silently cursing himself for staring.
The ride was all but quiet, the gang was really, really, loud. You and Jughead stayed quiet though, you stole quick glances at him and unbeknownst to you, he did the same.
Pulling up to the school you very much hated, you felt your palms getting very sweaty, very fast. With a sigh you shut your eyes, anxiety taking control. You didn't hear anything or anyone for that matter until you felt a hand squeezing yours and pulling you up. Looking up towards who you thought was betty, you instead see a pair of the most beautiful blue eyes looking at you.
"Thanks. " You mutter softly, your heart racing. Gulping down your new found anxiety you step out of the car, not meeting his eyes.
Gazing down at you softly, he puts a finger under your chin lifting it up so you could look at him.
"You look beautiful. " He whispers pulling you close and wrapping his arms around you. Pulling away, he studies you, concern etching his face as he sees that you're anxious.
You quickly wipe any signs of discomfort out of you face and you smile at him.
"Y/n.. I love you.", he blurts out suddenly. "More than friends I mean, like I always has and it okay if you don't fe-"
That was all you needed to hear, you pulled him close, smashing your lips on his with coincidence you didn't even know that you had.
After what seemed forever, you both pulled away gasping for breath and in awe of what just happened.
