PROMPT; in which jughead jones can’t help but find himself on the roof of the drive-in’s film room with the southside girl who snorts when she laughs and smokes cigarettes as though they’re her life line.
PAIRING/CHARACTERS; jughead jones x reader, mentions of jason blossom.
WARNINGS; smoking, swearing, mentions of alcoholism, a bit of a pg-13 scene (makeout session that almost lead to more but i didn’t because of fluff)
AUTHOR’S NOTE; i listened to lose it by oh wonder while writing this. it might help you get the feel of it if you listen while reading, but it’s not required, just recommended!
The sky was bleak, cloudless and full of stars. The only light that allowed them to see was of the moon and the distant streetlights from down the road. Usually the screen would be playing a movie projected from the film-shack, but the drive-in was closed and would probably never play another movie again.
Jughead Jones looked over to his right, where Y/N Y/L/N, the daughter of the leader of the Southside Serpents, was sitting with a half-burnt cigarette between her pouty lips and eyes cast towards the ground that was below them.
Here they were, seated on the roof of the film-shack, a comfortable silence between them, the first in a few hours. They had exchanged a few words and views on the few things that were going through Riverdale, ultimately the murder of one of the prized Blossom twins, along with the various bits of drama going on in Riverdale’s only high school.
The girl besides him sighed heavily, a thick puff of white smoke leaving the lips he wondered what tasted like. His dark eyes travelled over to her, where he found that she had laid down with her eyes closed and arms over her head.
“Forsythe, you wouldn’t leave me because of my dad, right?” She asked quietly, her usual confident and loud voice barely a broken whisper. She was high and drunk, her walls falling down mercilessly that caused her to spill out her woes to the boy she’d always had interest in.
But Jughead would keep them secret, and she knew that. She could trust him.
It was hard to trust anyone anymore.
