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“You are a living work of art, Jughead Jones.” J.J (part 2)
Reposting all my writings from @r0s3mm, my main blog, it is not stolen or plagiarized. All my works on my masterlist are main unless stated otherwise.
Hello! Welcome to 2-h, the back up account of @r0s3mm, I’ll be posting my works on here too until (hopefully) my blog gets restored and if not this will become my main blog.
Pairing:Jughead Jones x reader
Word Count: 2265
Author’s note/warnings: language, kissing?
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“Would I be naked ?”
“No, of course not, I want you to feel comfortable. You’ll probably be just shirtless.” I said hope bubbling inside of me.
“Who’s gonna be there ?”
“Us. Only you and I. I swear.”
“Alright I’ll do it. But you owe me.” He said before letting himself fall on my bed.
“Jug ! Juggie !” I called for him in the school’s hallway.
“Hey.” He turned around and saw the way I was dressed.
“So,-”
“What the hell happened to you ?” He asked as he saw that I was wearing a baby blue pyjama pants and a yellow flannel.
“Yeah, hum, I’ve been up all night to put up some sketches before we do the shoot.” I talked really fast.
“What are you running on to talk like that ?” He let out a low chuckle.
“A few cups of black coffee.” I said as the bell rung.
“But you don’t even like coffee.”
“I know. Anyway Ms.Evans, that’s my art teacher, gave us two other weeks to do it because she wants multiple shots for each student.”
“How many do YOU want ?” He smiled at me knowingly.
“What’s that supposed to mean ?” I asked as I hurried my already late self to my locker. Jughead hot on my trail.
“I know you, if your teacher wants three shots, you’ll do ten so that after you’ll be able to choose three of them and the rest you’ll put it in the album you keep on you computer.” He glanced down at my body and shook his head.
As I rolled my eyes, we entered the class with B and V.
When we all arrived at my house after school, Archie and Veronica placed themselves on the love seat, Betty and I went in the kitchen for glasses of water while Jug looked in my fridge for some kind of heavy snack.
“Ok guys so, friday night ! What do we do ?” I asked my two best friends.
They shrugged and we joined Archie and Veronica in the living room, who were in a full make out session.
“Come on !” Jughead sighed.
“You guys are unbelievable.” Betty mumbled.
Seeing that neither of them moved I sat next to them and pulled Ronnie away from the redhead and made her sit on me.
“You won’t move anymore.”
We were three in the love seat Betty was laying on the three seat couch, almost sleeping and Jughead was sitting on the smallest couch that would normally fit only one human being.
“I wanna watch a movie. What should we watch ?” Ronnie said standing up.
“Hum.. So- (y\n) ? Where are all of your movies ?”
“There ..?! Why ?”
“Because there’s only old stuff.”
“Yeah, because that’s what I watch. Just put Pulp Fiction on and it’ll be good.”
“I don’t get you guys ..” She sighed standing up and coming to sit with Arch and I.
“What ?”
“Jug and you. You guys have that obsession with old movies.”
“They’re great.” We both said at the same time, looked at each other and it made me blush a bit.
Half an hour after we started the movie, Arch and Ronnie were taking a lot of place on the love seat and Betty was completely asleep on the couch. I took a heavy blanket and sat on the floor, my back against Betty’s couch.
“Tss” I heard to my left.
I looked up and Jug was frowing at me.
“What ?” I asked in a whisper.
“What are you doing on the floor ?” He asked in the same tone.
“There’s no place.”
“Come sit with me.”He patted is lap.
“What no, you’ve got just enough room for yourself.”
“I don’t care come on
“Jughead I said no. I’m ok here.”
After another twenty minutes my butt started to feel numb, so I stood up and walked to my best friend who had placed himself so I could sit on his lap, his arms finding their place around my wait resting on my lap.
“Jug what time is it ?”
“Barely 5:45.” He whispered.
I looked at our friends, Betty was still sound asleep on our right, Archie and Veronica were talking quietly.
“We’re the only ones listening.” I noticed as I turned to look at him.
He turned at the same time and our noses would have brushed together if one of us moved.
“Yeah.” He breathed out.
Our heads were still turned toward each other. Like in some sort of trance we couldn’t get out of.
“I’m- i’m quite hungry right now, uhm, would you like something ?” I asked him as his eyes went from my (y\e\c) eyes to my lips.
“I’- i’m good. Thanks.” He said, his voice barely above a whisper.
I walked to the kitchen and drank a glass of water.
“We saw that.” Veronica said.
“Saw what ?”
“That almost kiss between you and Jughead. Archie and I saw it.”
“That was nothing.”
“Yeah sure. I haven’t seen someone glance at someone else’s lips so many times.” She winked at me when Betty’s sleppy body got in the kitchen.
“I think the boys are plotting against us.”
“Why ?” I asked.
“When I woke up, you guys weren’t there and Arch was talking to Jug with a smug look on his face and when I stood up they stopped.”
“Do you know what they were talking about ?” V asked B.
“Heard your name, why ?” Betty pointed to me.
“Because our little (y\n) had a moment a few minutes ago.”
“WHAT ?” She shrieked.
“Shut up jesus and Ronnie it wasn’t a moment.”
“Yeah sure. You guys were almost eyes fucking with your bottom lip bitten by your teeth and his eyes looking more at your lips than me when I look at Louboutins.”
“Oh my god really ? You guys had a momen-” I threw her a piece of bread when the boys came in.
“What are you girls talking about ?” Archie asked looking at his raven haired girlfriend.
“N-nothing that concerns you.” I said not bothering to look at Jughead.
“What about Jug. Does it concern him ?”
“W-what ? No ! It’s none of your business what we were talking about.” I said turning my body towards the fridge.
From an outsider point of view the five teenagers would be living a whole other story.
He’d see a red head and a raven headed couple trying to break two of their best friends, they would see a blonde girl, an amused look on her face along with one of pure concern for her (y\h\c) friend, talking about her. The outsider would look at the teenager and think that she was being scolded by her parents. She wouldn’t look up to the raven haired boy, nor would she muttered more than a few words.
But then, he would see the infamous raven haired boy, who couldn’t take his eyes off of his best friend. He’d look at her like she was the most beautiful person in the whole world and she was, to him. Because he knew her inside and out. Jughead never really thought about her that way, he always knew he liked the girl, that he had a crush on her, but when, a few minutes ago, he was so close to her. He knew that he loved her and that he had been gone for quite a while.
It was around dinner time, when everyone was gone except her model for the night, that she started to draw ideas for him to do later that night.
“You know you’ll have to talk to me, sometimes, right ?” Jughead asked from his sitting position on her bed.
“I know.” She muttered still not looking at him.
Her whole body stiffened when she felt his warmth on her back.
“What are you doing, Jug ?” She breathed out.
“Glad you still remember my name.” He chuckled, which made her chuckled too.
“You’re not funny.” She said as her whole body relaxed at the familiarity of their exchange.
“I am, you know it and you love it.”
“Why so confident ?” She asked him as she turned to face him, but was surprised when she saw that he was at the same heigh as her.
She took back her pencils and paper and walked away from him as she sat on her bed.
“Ok so I thought we could accentuate the features on your abdomen, your jaw and your cheekbones.” She said, voice low, sketching over a poorly done portrait of the man.
“You’re not gonna put make up on me are you ?”
“I don’t really have make up, Jug. I’ll use body paint with warm tones a little bit darker than your skin color. Then I’ll just put colors all over and take some shots at certain steps so it creates a bit of diversity.”
He nodded then sighed before taking another bite of the now cold pizza on the dresser. He helped her set up her photography equipment, such as the lights and the different lenses.
“Can I- Jug, can I abuse of the opportunity you’re giving me this week end and- “
“What do you want me to do, (y\n) ?”
“I want you to, full on model for me. Like the big actors do.” She asked searching his face for any denial.
He knew he couldn’t exactly tell her no. He wasn’t able to do it.
“Inspired by some of the James Dean’s photo I saw the other day.” She informed him.
“James Dean ? Have you seen the guy ?”
“Yes, in fact I did.”
“And you think -”
“Jug, listen to me and if you start reciting me the “I’m a weirdo” speech I swear on my own head that I’ll burn that beanie down to ashes. You are one of the most beautiful person I’ve had the chance to see in my whole freaking life and I don’t know how you still don’t see that.”
She said before going to her closet and getting out clothing of leather, dark outfits and all sorts of accessories and clothes.
“Is that a cigarette ?”
“Yes, but you won’t light it. It’s just for the aesthetics.”
Five hours later the traits were accentuated, shirts have been on and off and lights have been adjusted. She was finally done and told him that if she had to make some touch ups, she’ll text him.
“Ok, so what do you wanna do ?” She asked him as he got out of the ensuite bathroom.
She raised her head from the editing program on her laptop to see Jughead shirtless, even though she had seen him without a shirt all night long it was different because she was in a work mode, but now. He was ruffling his dark hair with a towel and was dressed with a flannel pajama pants that started to get lower on his hips.
He sat on the bed in front of her and looked at her, his eyes observing every single detail of her face. He leaned in and searched her eyes for any non-verbal refusal from her. When he saw she was too focused on his lips he finally connected them together.
His lips, surprisingly soft, had this subtle taste of the sugary juice he drank a few minutes before his shower, her nose was filled with the scent of her shower gel he used. It wasn’t one of those Hollywood kisses where theres was big fireworks and where their hearts were beating hard and fast. They both knew it was the right time and place for this closed lips kiss. A few seconds after, they pulled apart and smiled softly at each other. They were content with what happened and knew to never talk about it.
“Blonde.” She whispered.
“What ?”
“Blonde would look good on you. It would fit your eyes.” She smiled at him.
The week that passed was complete hell, (y\n) hadn’t properly seen her friends except from the time when they were in school. Outside of those hours she would be at the studio, developping her photos and getting help with other minor projects. She also had tons of homework to do, Betty recently asked her to helped her on the Blue and Gold and be their official photographer. Between all of that she didn’t really have time to hang-out with her friends, also she was asleep by 8:30 so that really didn’t help. Saturday morning, (y\n) went out, seeing as this was her only moment of calm and walked, camera hung around her neck she snapped sceneries that would look good on her already full bedroom wall.
“Hey there stranger.” She heard a voice say.
She turned around to see her three friends.
“Hi guys !” She greeted them with a smile.
“So, you’re avoiding us now or what ?” Ronnie asked her.
“No, no guys I swear. I’m sorry if you thought that-” She dropped the camera on her stomach.
“(Y\N\N), it’s fine. We were just wondering what happened to you this week so.”
“Yeah, sorry about that. Miss Evans liked Jug’s portrait so much she asked me to help other students and finish other projects and it was just crazy.”
“Right, so what are you doing ?”
“Abusing of the calm that reigns over Riverdale. Hey have you seen Jug ? Haven’t talked to him in a bit.”
“Well we were heading to Pop’s actually. Wanna join ?”
“Sure”
