Jughead || Riverdale (x Reader)

tape #1

It was Jason and Cheryl as kids. Young kids.

It was Christmas, judging by the large evergreen tree that made them seem so small and the ornaments that hung from it.  Dozens of unopen presents laid beneath the tree in colorful wrapping paper.

Young Cheryl pointed at the Ruby round ornate that glistened in the light of the warm fireplace where the wood crackled and sent tiny specks of ash onto the carpet.

"Mummy I want that higher!"

Mrs Blossom smiled but shook her head, "Honey they're already in position, let's not mess them up."

Mr Blossom was unaffected by the festive spirit, his face forever hard. He gave her a reprimanding look before digging in back to his newspaper.

The voice behind the camera spoke, "Daddy I think it'll look nicer if it was higher." A young boy's voice.

Mr Blossom gave a quick glance to the tree and back to his son, a warm smile appeared, "Sure, honey please help the boy."

"Thank you Daddy!"

The camera pointed back to Cheryl, who gave him a grateful smile as he took her tiny hands in his tiny hand and they watched as their mother change the position of the decorations.