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as jughead got more and more involved with the serpents, y/n saw him less and less, until she only could ever see him if she walked an hour across town to visit him at his trailer. they used to see each other every day at school, and on weekends when he’d climb in through her window to stay the night with her. now she was lucky if she even saw him once a week.
so on friday after a particularly stressful day at school she made a lie to her parents about staying at betty’s (because there was no way she’d be allowed to walk to the south side on her own) and headed over to the trailer with plans on staying there for the weekend. jughead had given her the spare key to the trailer when he’d moved so after the hour’s walk she just let herself in, though sighed when nobody was there.
it was another two hours before he even got back, and in that time she’d stolen some of his food (in her defence she could have died of starvation), grabbed one of his jumpers from his bedroom to wear, and curled up on his couch with the tv on. just as she was about halfway through the second movie she had put on the rumble of a motorbike outside dominated the sound and she turned to look out of the window with a smile. he was there. finally.
as he’d unlocked the door and stepped inside, she stood from the sofa, and she couldn’t help but be warmed by the smile that grew across his face when he saw her. she missed seeing him more often.
“hey,” jughead smiled widely as he dropped his helmet onto the coffee table, his bag dropping from his shoulder to follow it. “what’re you doing here?”
“i wanted to come and surprise you, it’s been a while since i stayed over.” y/n smiled, giggling when he pulled her into his arms in a tight embrace. she let herself relax in his hold, gripping onto him as she enjoyed the moment. the leather of his jacket was cold and unusual, but she ignored the feeling of it as she held herself against him. he was still her boyfriend, serpent or not.
jughead leaned down to press a kiss to the top of her head and she smiled softly as his arms tightened slightly around her. “have you been waiting long?”
“like two hours.” y/n answered and she heard him sigh.
“sorry, if i’d have known i’d have gotten here sooner. i was with toni.” he responded, and y/n had to roll her eyes.
of course he was with toni. most of what she heard nowadays was about toni. she hadn’t even met the girl and yet she hated her. y/n by no means thought that jughead would cheat on her, but she was scared that maybe this toni was better for him than she was. she sounded exactly like his type; they had the same interests and went to the same school - she even had pink hair. she didn’t want jughead to realise that he could have better and leave her. she was scared they were going to drift apart.
“that’s okay, you’re here now.” y/n smiled and leaned up to kiss him for a moment, her hand against his cheek as he pulled her closer with an arm around her waist.
once jughead had gotten changed into something more comfortable and they had eaten dinner - y/n had managed to find two cans of ravioli and made some toast to go with it - they had decided to put on a movie since neither of them were tired yet. plus, y/n really wanted to make the most of the time she spent with him, as it could be a while until they got a night together again.
not even ten minutes into the movie that had been chosen - zodiac - jughead had turned to her as his arm tightened around her waist a little. “funny, i was talking to toni about this movie earlier.”
y/n couldn’t keep in the annoyed sigh at the mention of the first as she rolled her eyes, and moved his arm from around her waist as she moved to stand up, planning on escaping under the excuse of needing a drink to keep from showing how actually annoyed she was. that was the fourth time toni had been mentioned that evening, and she was honestly sick of it.
“what?” jughead asked as he looked up at her.
“nothing,” y/n huffed, attempting to step over jughead’s legs which were stretched out to rest his feet on the coffee table in front of the sofa, though before she could he reached forwards and grabbed her legs so he could pull her to sit in his lap with a protesting grunt from y/n. “jug i want a drink.”
“why are you so annoyed?” he asked with an eyebrow cocked upwards, and she didn’t hold back her glare that time at his question.
“you’ve mentioned toni four times this evening, you know that?” y/n scowled and crossed her arms.
“what?” jughead asked again, before a look of realisation flashed onto his expression and he smirked a little. “oh, i get it. you’re jealous.” he teased.
the teasing only made y/n’s glare more prominent and she shook her head. “i’m not jealous.”
“yes you are. you so are,” jughead laughed, his hands at her hips to keep her pulled down as she attempted to stand up again. “see? look at your face.”
“i’m gonna punch you in your face in a minute.” y/n warned, though the threat was practically ignored by jughead as his arms wrapped around her waist to pull her closer.
“don’t be jealous, baby. you’re still my number one.” he still looked entertained as he spoke teasingly again, so y/n leaned back as he moved to kiss her, still glaring at him as she lightly smacked his chest with her hand.
“don’t call me your number one,” she mimicked his voice. “and i’m not jealous, for fuck sake. but you see toni all the time and you never see me, and when we are together it’s toni this and toni that. i don’t care about toni, i want to spend time with you. you might as well be dating her instead if you’re so obsessed with her.” y/n crossed her arms again, not reacting as jughead pulled her close once more, his expression softening a little.
“i don’t want to date toni, love,” jughead’s voice was serious as he spoke, and she didn’t pull away when his hand moved to her cheek, though she didn’t relax either. “i’m sorry, i didn’t know it was bothering you so much. toni is one of my only friends over here, but she’s nothing more than that. i love you. not toni.”
y/n was still scowling even after he’d spoken, though she didn’t pull away as jughead pulled her into a hug, and after a moment sighed as she wrapped her arms back around him. she did feel a little better hearing it from him. though she still didn’t like toni at all. “okay,” she said quietly, letting her eyes close as she leaned her head against his shoulder. “sorry.”
“don’t apologise,” jughead mumbled into her hair as he dropped a kiss to her temple. “it was entertaining seeing you so jealous-“
before he’d even finished the sentence y/n huffed and moved to stand up again, though his arms tightened around her waist to hold her in place as he laughed.
“i’m joking i’m joking,” he chuckled as he held her closer, though grunted quietly as her elbow came in contact with his ribs harsher than she would usually nudge him. “guess i deserved that, huh?”
“yeah you did.” y/n mumbled, though she had relaxed against him again, completely forgetting about the movie and almost forgetting about how annoyed she was at toni. almost.
Betty and Jughead, childhood best friends to Archie and Veronica, get invited to a summer away from their hectic lives in small-town Riverdale. Over the weeks, the former acquaintances grow closer as they share endless conversations and secrets, soon deciding to have a getaway just to themselves further North. What happens when real life starts crashing down on them as summer ends? Will they remain “just friends” or decide to rebuild their lives around each other, hand-in-hand?
"So how did the Bughead reunion go?"
"About as well as it could have considering, not all of us can be happily shacked up with our high school sweethearts, Kev."
The words were unneeded as Betty had woken moments earlier from his gentle nudging. Blinking heavily at her boyfriend, Betty shuffled her body up the bed to prop herself on her elbows, “Jug...what…” She was not entirely coherent, but Jughead did not seem to mind.
“I figured it out Betts! How Riggs got out of the cellar before he was discovered!”
Betty gave him a lazy smile, rose from the bed, pulled a blanket around her and grabbed her pillow. Then she followed him over to his desk, stopping to pull over the heavily padded bench they put beside it just for these occasions.
Several months ago, Jughead had a similar break in his writer's block in the middle of the night. Usually Jughead told Betty everything about his epiphany, and then she smiled and gave him feedback as needed, and he would then get to putting his idea to the page.
That night however, Jughead, not wanting to wake Betty, crept over to his computer to write down his ideas. But when he sat down to type, he discovered that he could no longer pin down the thoughts, that they were lost in the chaos of his mind.
When it happened again a few weeks later, Jughead reluctantly woke Betty and told her about his problem, and they together, as always, discovered a solution.
Turns out, Jughead didn’t need to tell Betty his ideas first, he just needed her near. Which worked in Betty’s favor, since she never slept well when Jughead was far.
Jughead sat down in the armless chair first, and lifted his hands as Betty put the pillow on his lap and wiggled on the bench tucking her legs beneath her and getting comfortable before setting her head on the pillow and snuggling her face against Jughead’s stomach.
Jughead chuckled as he lowered his hands to the keyboard and began typing, “I swear one day you are going to smother yourself accidentally in my t-shirt.”
Her response was to gently nip at his stomach, eliciting another chuckle from him, before he started typing again, the steady rhythm of the keys working as a lullaby to lull Betty back to sleep.
