Cold Fries
Prompt #8 for Bughead
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“Do you love me?” Betty asked, smiling as she placed a bag of takeout food between them.
“Depends on how much food you brought me," Jughead replied, jokingly, as he peered into the bag. "Whoa... I love you so much. And judging by the mound of fries, looks like you love me too."
He kissed her gently on the mouth, but she grabbed his jacket and pulled him closer. He kissed back harder, letting her pull off his hat as she brushed her fingers through his hair.
After a few minutes Betty chuckled, smiling against Jughead's lips.
"What?" He asked, smiling and leaning back to look at her.
"Oh nothing." She smirked, a mischievous twinkle in her eyes.
"Come on, you have to tell me."
"It's just... I knew you loved me more than fries."
He took one out of the bag, slightly confused. When he was met with a cold meal in return, he knew she was the one.
"I can deal with cold fries, when I have the most beautiful girl in the world to share them with."
















