He was toxic. A scoundrel among the species that was good men. One look. One wink. One murderous smile was all it took for any woman to to lose their soul to him.
One nod. One trick for any man to lose their head because of him.
With eyes darker than the pits of hell, check bones sharper than razors and hair that fell across his face always hiding who he truly was NO ONE could ever tame him.
He was a lone wolf, feeding on the rumours of his own reputation. Everywhere he went his ruthlessness and brutality proceeded him. A dangerous hit man. A modern day pirate. A philanthropist with the mind of a murder. No one really knew but a dangerous man none the less.
One that was to be avoided.
Like evil sorcery he was the devils advocate. Getting away with anything he wanted in the city that never sleeps. New York was his kingdom.
Any hint of his presence was a warning for anyone in a close mile radius to stay way and yet with a single look he could make himself invisible in front of a room full of people.
No body knew his name but everyone knew who he was. They called him -
The Dark One.
He washed his hands with the blood of many people who had crossed his path and yet he was still thirsty for revenge.
Revenge on one man who had stolen the thing he loved most. It was the reason darkness had consumed him so completely and couldn't return to the man he was. It poisoned his blood infecting anyone who got close to him.
He never thought he was capable of another normal human emotion again.
That was until he met her.
He Never thought he was capable of love again until he met her.
When a lost boy met a lonely girl.
Would she drink from the devils cup?
Allow herself to fall for his devilishly handsome ways?
Or would their relationship be to toxic to survive?
Sometimes its the things that are bad for us that we crave the most.
Betty takes a washcloth in her free hand and pushes down on her mother’s blonde, near-white hair until water kisses the tips of her fingers. Jughead grips her hand tighter. They watch the foam resettle before turning to one another.
There’s something entirely calming about the way he looks at her tonight.
His eyes are shining, throat bobbing with emotion. “I love you, Betty Cooper.”
“Jughead Jones,” she begins, absorbing the wonder that is his caress against her jaw. “I love you.”
Summary: Archie Andrews hated when his job took him to high places. Betty Cooper loved when her job took her to posh places. Jughead’s job only took him to dark places. This is a story chronicling the lives of three young hired killers. AU/Majorly OOC, sex, swearing and violence. Jughead x Betty x Archie
Words: 1,478
Warnings: Swearing, sexual situations.
A/N: I edited this myself so there are probably errors. Here is chapter 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 7 and 8 also find the story on AO3.
This was an outcome Jughead had expected but it didn’t mean it hurt any less. It reminded him of something a fellow soldier had said to him during his early days in the army. “Just because I know I could die doesn’t mean I’m any less scared to do it.”
James. His name was James...
Jughead couldn’t remember his last name for the life of him. He did know James was killed in action when he stepped on a hidden land mine. This was after Jughead had been pulled away from basic combat and given the job of interrogation specialist.
It felt like a lifetime ago.
He strode into the locker room needing a shower. He needed to wash the blood and Betty's scent off of him. He opened his locker and stripped naked, throwing his pants inside and fetching a fluffy white towel.
He was thankful it was a slow work day and no one was in the locker room. Not many of the office staff used the showers and it seemed most of the agents were out on assignment.
He stepped into the showers, it was a large room lined with basic white tiles and ten nozzles sprouting from the walls. Jughead claimed the one in the far corner, turning the handle from off to hot. He wanted to burn the last day away. If he couldn’t cleanse himself with fire he would do the next best thing.
He winced as the water cascaded down his body, inflaming his welts and cuts. The pressure was strong and he moaned when the water hit the right spots on his neck and shoulders, loosening his tense muscles.
He blindly felt for the shampoo and squeezed more than he needed into his hand. He massaged his scalp, working the soap into a lather, enjoying the spicy scent. It was refreshing after breathing the stench of sweat and blood for so long.
He went on to condition his hair and wash his body, scrubbing himself clean with a wash cloth.
Jughead decided to stand under the spray until the water ran cold. It was still steaming hot and the area was now foggy, obscuring his figure. He'd be there awhile.
“Hot enough for you?” Archie snarked as he entered the showers as naked as Jughead was.
“I like it hot.” Jughead responded looking over his shoulder taking in his roommates body. Archie’s solid, muscular form was hard not to marvel at. A trail of hair as red as that on his head led to his impressive dick, not as long as Jughead's but with slightly more girth.
“You didn’t spar for that long.” He observed.
“Since both of you ran out of there like bats outta hell, I didn’t really have much of a choice.” Another shower began to run and Jughead soon smelt the scent of sandalwood. It was the combination shampoo and body wash Archie always used.
“Did Betty say anything to you?” He asked, his back to him still.
“No,” Archie said, “would she have anything she’d need to tell me?” He asked, the sound of water erratically hitting the tiles beneath them.
“No, we went at it pretty hard, though.” Jughead commented not sure what else to say. "So she might have been pissed or regretful."
There was a long silence between the two of them, it was so long he thought Archie may have left. Jughead tensed when strong fingers began to caress the welts on his back.
“She certainly did a number on you, didn’t she?” Archie commented, continuing to touch him.
Jughead relaxed. “Yeah, she got a few good hits in.” He responded.
“That’s not what I meant.” He whispered compassionately.
Jughead looked over his shoulder. Archie’s brown eyes were looking up at him through his lashes, a knowing smile on his face.
“What is that supposed to mean?” Jughead asked looking forward again.
Archie lips drifted over his wounds. “I’m not an idiot Jughead. Something happened between you two.” He planted a kiss on his shoulder. “What happened?”
“I went down on her.” Jughead responded bluntly.
“She can be so ungrateful sometimes.” Archie commented, running his hands down Jughead’s muscular sides.
“You’re not mad?” He asked. His voice shaky as Archie fingers caressed Jughead’s chest and stomach, pushing his body flush against Jughead’s back. He could feel Archie’s prominent erection pressing against his lower back.
“I wanted this to happen. All of it. Don’t you want this to happen?” Archie whispered, grasping Jughead’s dick in his hand.
Jughead moaned and placed one of his hands against the tile in front of him. “I want this to happen.” He admitted as Archie began stroking the length of Jughead’s cock.
“It can be like this, you know. You, me, Betty.” Archie kissed him wherever he could. “Can you imagine it? Lying in bed all day, naked, tangled up together. Imagine her moans as you bury yourself deep inside her, while I bury myself deep inside of you.” Archie sunk his teeth into the skin between the Jughead’s neck and shoulder.
Jughead let out a shuddering gasp at the thought, Archie’s stroking speeding up, his orgasm building.
“Is that something you’d like?” Archie asked, hooking his arm under Jughead’s armpit and over his shoulder, pushing their bodies even closer together.
“Yes.” Jughead stuttered out, putting his other hand on the wall steadying himself, knowing his was about to cum. He wasn't going to fake it like the night before.
Archie quickened his motions, continuing to brush the raven haired mans back with his lips.
“Arch…” Jughead breathed.
“Let go, baby, cum for me.” Archie encouraged. "You need this."
Jughead let out a deep groan as thick white spurts of ejaculate hit the white tiles in front of him. It ran down the wall and past both of their feet, disappearing down the drain.
He let out an unsteady breath as a feeling of ecstasy coursed through him. It had been so long since he had been touched the way Archie had touched him. Everyone he could remember being with had always been in it for themselves. Jughead could have been anyone and the person he was with would have been just as happy. No one cared if he was enjoying himself, that he got his too.
Jughead turned, cradled Archie’s face in his hands and looked into his eyes. “Why did you do that? Why aren’t you mad?” He asked.
Archie chuckled. “You are terrible at reading social cues. Jug, I've wanted you for so long.” Archie stood on his tippy toes to close the height difference between the two and kissed him. Their lips were soft and wet against the each others, skin warm from the water. Archie’s erection pushing up against Jughead’s taut stomach.
The kiss intensified, Jughead aggressively pushing Archie up against the wall. “I really wish you could see yourself like I see you.” The redhead breathed between each meeting of lips. “But there’s something missing, wouldn’t you say?”
Jughead moved away and looked at him with a furrowed brow. “Betty?”
Archie nodded slowly.
“I just told you she’s not interested.” Jughead reiterated with a bite of anger.
“Yes, she is. Betty is a very cautious girl when it comes to things that matter to her. She hasn’t told you about how she got into this business did she?” He asked.
Jughead shook his head.
“She will but that’s not my story to tell. It might make a little more sense then.” Archie kissed him again, his fingers running down Jughead’s muscular arms. “And sex can complicate things but it won’t, not for us.”
“I wish I could believe you.” Jughead lamented pushing the wet red locks away from Archie’s face, moving his fingers down and along his jawline.
“Believe me, I know her, I know you. I promise, in a few weeks time your life is going to be very different.” Archie left a lingering kiss on his roommate lips and took a step away from him. “Let me take care of it. Betty’s teetering on the edge, she just needs a little push.”
Archie began to leave the showers and was stopped by Jughead’s voice. “You’re not forcing her into anything, right Arch?” He looked at the redhead over his shoulder.
His lips pulled up into his signature smirk. “You can force someone to do something they already want to do. Finish up in here, Bets and I will meet you by the doors.”
Archie left the room and Jughead looked around, the steam had gone when the water had started to run cold. If someone were to walk in at that moment they would have no idea what he was just doing and who he was doing it with. They wouldn’t know that Archie was right and their lives were about to change, in more ways in one.
Cole Sprouse’s French interview translated to English!
As the Mid-Season Finale draws near, filming of the second half of Riverdale Season 2 has already begun. Melty's editorial is fortunate to be currently on the set of the series taking place in Vancouver, Canada. In particular, we met Cole Sprouse, Jughead's interpreter. The latter confided about the Bughead couple, the evolution of his character but also about the series in general. The actor first admitted that one of the first things that appealed to him in Riverdale was its similarity to Twilight because the series and the saga share the same atmosphere. In addition, returning to the television was a kind of test for him who had not played for a while. He wanted to know that he could still "have fun" by acting as an actor. The show arrived at the right moment, especially since it was an ambitious project. "We've taken those beloved characters that have been hijacked, which is something risky to do to comic fans, so we hoped people would like that kind of content and it took off." Explain. Now, he says he feels grateful to be part of a hit series like Riverdale, which was revealed to you in episode 7 of Season 2.
While Cole Sprouse revealed that it is easy to identify with the characters in the series because they are deliberately archetypes, the actor also returned to the evolution of Jughead in the season 2 of Riverdale. "I think Jughead is going through a difficult time because he's trying to figure out if he can be a tough guy, what he's going through is something that's understandable ... he's a victim of the circumstances that drove him to be part of actions he did not want to take part in, "he said. This "fragile kid is only 16 years old" and it is obviously complicated for him to handle the fact of "having a life in the North Side and a life in the South Side, which is not necessarily what he wanted.". When asked who he thinks is the true hero of Riverdale, Cole Sprouse replies, "I'd like to say it's Archie." However, for him it's not the way the show works at the narrative level. The genius of the show lies in the fact that it has created a Team and finally that each fan can choose the one who is his hero. The actor has his preference. "I really think it's Betty!" He admits.
Cole Sprouse thinks that the success of the show is due to the fact that the entire cast team gets along very well and that is reflected in the series. "The compatibility of cast members obviously lends itself to the success of the show and the personal relationships we have off the screen, this type of alchemy really speaks to the public and is nice to watch." The kindness and attitude when one come on the set and working with people we like can break the house, I think it's important for the actors to be nice and try to understand their colleagues and get along well with them because it makes the production on which one works of a better quality. ", he answered. The actor also spoke about the Bughead couple he appreciates enormously. "I like to see a relationship between two young adults with good communication and honesty, these kids have to deal with so much [...] the idea that they keep their heads on their shoulders, communicate openly and see their relationship as a force is something really cool to watch.It's nice, that's why I like them a lot but I think this Jughead season is going through a lot of things and it's a victim of circumstances like j What I did not really like in Season 1 was that people liked him without consequence, without thinking he had the capacity to be a dirty guy. ", a- he confessed.
Cole Sprouse recalls that in comics Jughead is a trickster, a scammer and in season 2, he returns to the origins of the character. This is not displeasing to him. The star also likes the more dramatic tone of Riverdale Season 2. "The dark side of season 2 is more interesting for me, it's more entertaining," he said. Cole Sprouse mentioned the arrival of Sabrina the apprentice witch, who could be interpreted by Selena Gomez in the spin-off Riverdale. The actor explained who did not yet know who would play the role but assured that "the person who deserves this role, will have the role," he explained. While everyone is wondering who the Black Hood is, Cole Sprouse replies, "Jughead is the murderer, I was also in season 1. I have my suspicions about the killer. having so many theories that now I do not think it's a person anymore, "he admitted. Finally, Cole Sprouse said he would like to see his character become the big bad of the series. "I think Jughead is on his way to becoming the bad guy and I think it would be really interesting [...] he's an angry, super aggressive kid, during the season he's going to make some really bad decisions, some decisions violent, "he concluded, adding that his character had all the qualities of a good villain since he is very intelligent and very strategic.
The editorial team will meet you in the coming days for new interviews with Riverdale actors and many other surprises!
