JUGHEAD X READER - “PRETTY BOY”Jughead walked into the library, letting out a small sigh as he fiddl

JUGHEAD X READER - “PRETTY BOY”Jughead walked into the library, letting out a small sigh as he fiddled with the broken zip on his bag to try and retrieve his book. He and Archie had still not made up from their fight during summer, and his pride was too large to go and try to resolve things. So instead of hanging out with his friends at lunch he had decided to go sulk someplace quiet, where he wouldn’t be bothered.                He looked towards the usual table he sat at, slightly taken aback there was another person already in his usual seat. The girl was someone he recognised vaguely, she had moved to Riverdale around a year ago but had kept to herself, so much so he really had to think hard to remember her name. (Y/n)She seemed to be a very cold person, but he could remember hearing her quick wit and sass as she fought against the jocks in the school when they stepped on her nerves and feeling some sort of solidarity by the way she snapped back. The two shared a common distaste for the way they treated people and had a very similar humour and tendency to use sarcasm as a weapon.                 She was deeply focused on the book in her hands, her eyes reading feverishly, the lunch that sat in front of her on the table forgotten. Her hair was slightly falling in her face, but that didn’t hide the large purple and blue bruise on her upper cheek. It didn’t seem to be bothering her though, the girl acting as if nothing was wrong at all as she read away.                It did bother the boy however, he couldn’t draw his eyes away from the mark, his curiosity getting the better of him. He was so lost in wondering why it was there that he was caught off guard when the girl’s voice echoed around the quiet room.                “You see something you like, pretty boy?” she asked, not moving her eyes from her book but still smirking as Jughead jumped slightly.                “Are-Are…” He looked around for a second, frowning and clearing his throat “Do you mean me?”                “Well, there isn’t anyone else here staring at me”                “Sorry, it’s just…that looks sore” he sighed, motioning towards the bruise and moving closer “How did you get it?”                “By asking too many questions” her eyes darted up from her book, narrowing “You wanna match?”                “No thanks” He replied quickly, taking his seat and looking away from her, not wanting to anger her further. He couldn’t deny she was intimidating, despite the fact that there was quite a height difference between the two she gave off such a powerful presence that it scared him, and the way her (Y/ec) eyes had burrowed into his own made him squirm slightly.                “You’re friends with that Cooper girl aren’t you? And the red head?” (Y/n) asked, the boy nodding “So why aren’t you off bothering them, rather than distracting me?”                “We kinda drifted over summer” he mumbled, cheeks flashing a light pink at the confession “And they’re the only friends I’ve got so…”                “So you decided to escape the humiliation of your loneliness by hiding in the library?”                “Pretty much, yeah”                She hesitated for a second, before placing down her book.                “I guess I can live with that” the girl shrugged, motioning dramatically with her hand “Read away, be my guest”                “Thanks” he chuckled.                “No problem, pretty boy” -- source link

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