#jughead jones drabble

[dxncingwithastrxnger]

may your days be merry and bright (Jughead x Reader)

A/N: Tada!!! My very first Juggy fic!! This one, as well as the other Riverdale fics I'll be posting today and tomorrow, was requested by my amazing best friend, @the-ancient-fae!!! Roxy, here is your first of many stories, I hope you enjoy it!! I know this isn't the longest, but I hope the actual content makes up for it!! I hope everyone else who reads this enjoys it as well!!!

Pairing(s): Husband!Jughead x GN!Reader (Pronouns not specificed)

Prompts: "someone ate santa's cookies last night and it wasn't me" + Christmas baking from my Christmas Sleepover post

Tag(s): All fluff!! Mentions of kids

Word Count: 321

Song Inspiration: White Christmas By Bing Crosby

Not beta'd, all mistakes are my own.

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“Someone ate all of Santa’s cookies last night. And it wasn’t me.” 

You jolt guiltily and freeze, half of a cookie hanging out of your mouth. You stay where you are, facing away from him, your lips turning up slightly.

Jughead comes up behind you, placing a gentle hand on your shoulder as he leans forward to look at your face, snatching the rest of the cookie away from you and popping it into his own mouth instead.

You gasp and immediately pout as he chuckles and walks over to the fridge. “I thought we agreed that I would be playing the role of Santa this year?” He questions with a raised eyebrow sent your way.

“I woke up in the middle of the night and got hungry.” You tell him defensively.

Your husband snickers as he gets out the orange juice. “I didn’t realize that means you get to steal my cookies.” The look in his eyes is amused and not at all truly upset, and you relax a little bit.

“Well, to make it up to you,” You walk over to the fridge right before he closes it and pull out a large bowl filled with cookie dough. “I decided to make some more so that you can have your cookies after all.” You tell him matter-of-factly with a smile.

He chuckles softly and kisses your temple. “Well, look at that. You make the cookies and I make breakfast?” He asks.

You nod happily. “Sounds like a plan!” You look at the clock on the wall of the kitchen. “I’d say we have about 60-90 minutes before the kids wake up, so that tells you what you have the time to make.”

“I better get to it, then.”

The two of you spend the next hour and a half making breakfast and sweet treats for your little family, basking in the joy of a warm and cozy Christmas morning.

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A/N: How was it?? Please, tell me what you think, I'd love to know!!! Thank you sm for reading!!!!

[bossbex]

A partially written #jabitha fic/missing scene that takes place during 6x18 (jughead hiding in the bunker to get away from the voices). I have more of this done (including some angst) and may eventually post on ao3 but thought I would post this fluffy part here just because I miss them. Enjoy :)

"Jughead?" she called, not sure whether he would be sleeping or not. He had been down in the bunker for two weeks now, and since there was no light down here, his circadian rhythms were all messed up.

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Tabitha climbed down the ladder to the bunker carefully, as she was holding a paper bag of food from Pop's - her boyfriend's favourite, an Old Fashioned Burger, side of hand cut fries, and a coffee flavoured milkshake.

"Hey, Tabs," she heard him say. "I'm awake."

Tabitha wrinkled her nose as she realized he had responded to her thoughts, something she was still not used to even though it was the main way she could communicate with her boyfriend. She came out through the tunnel, taking a little jump to enter into the bunker, and placed the Pop's bag onto the table where Jughead was working.

"Sorry," Jughead cringed, clearly having read her thoughts again. He looked up at her, took off his glasses, and motioned for her to come over to him.

"It's okay," said Tabitha, sitting on the chair next to him and taking his hand. "I'll get used to it... eventually. How's your story coming along?"

"Great," Jughead said excitedly, "it's just pouring out of me at this point. I think I have enough to start shopping it around to agents."

"That's amazing!" exclaimed Tabitha, squeezing his hand. "With the bits I've read, I'm sure you'll have no problem finding an agent to take you on again."

He put down the paper he was holding in his other hand, placing it over her hand that was already cupped in his. "How did I get so lucky?"

Tabitha frowned. "You're not lucky, Jughead. You've worked hard for this. You deserve it."

Jughead chuckled. "No, I mean... That you're here. That I found someone that is so genuine, so compassionate, so determined - and - she likes me back? Actually wants to spend time with me? Puts up with my weirdness? Supports me while I hole up away from society for weeks? It amazes me every single day, honestly."

Tabitha blushed and let out a giggle. "Jughead, you obviously underestimate your effect on people. I was under your spell even when you were still being chased by debt collectors, drinking every day, and hung up on your ex."

Jughead cringed and looked up at her. "Not my finest moment," he said.

Tabitha held his gaze and smiled. "But yeah, I like you back."

Jughead grinned and leaned over to kiss her. She leaned in to meet him, their lips finding each other and quickly opening to deepen the kiss. Her hand moved up into his hair, pulling him even closer to her.

After a few moments, Tabitha pulled away a little, breaking the kiss. "Are you hungry?" she asked, nodding her head in the direction of the bag of food she had brought.

"Always," he replied with a smirk, "but right now? Not for food." He kissed her again and moved to stand up, and Tabitha let out a playful scream as he picked her up in one smooth motion and walked over to the bed, sitting down with her in his lap.

"Oh, I see, so I'm here to supply both food and sex?" she said with a laugh, swinging one leg around so she was straddling him.

"The perfect girlfriend," Jughead replied, kissing her again as he pushed off her leather jacket.

"You're right, you are lucky," said Tabitha, quickly pulling off her shirt and pushing him down onto the bed.

[wendydarlingfics]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Riverdale (TV 2017) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Betty Cooper/Jughead Jones Characters: Betty Cooper, Jughead Jones Additional Tags: Literal Sleeping Together, Sharing a Bed, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Denial of Feelings, Falling In Love, Drabble, No Dialogue, Internal Monologue Summary: Betty has some thoughts as she sleeps next to Jughead.

[lolahauri]

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FNAF Movie: Vanessa, Mike, William/Steve. Turning Red: Ming Lee, Jin Lee. YOU: Joe, Love, Beck, Peach. Encanto: Isabela, Bruno, Dolores, Julieta. Regular Show: Mordecai, Margret, Eileen, CJ, Benson. (Human Ver) Attack on Titan: Armin, Eren, Mikasa, Sasha, Levi, Hanji, Annie, Historia, Reiner, Erwin. BNA: Michiru, Shirou. Stardew Valley: All Adult Humans. (Including SDVE & RSV) Total Drama: All season 1 contestants, Chris, Chef, Blainley. SheRa: All Adults (Except Rogelio) King Of The Hill: Hank, Peggy, Luanne, Nancy, Dale, John Redcorn, Kahn, Min. Shameless: Lip, Fiona, Kev, V, Tony. Riverdale: FP Jones, Jughead, Veronica, Hiram, Betty. Creepypasta: Ben, Jeff, Jane, Eyeless Jack, Laughing Jack, Slenderman, Masky, Hoodie, Toby, X Virus, Nina, Clockwork, Splendorman, Kate. Gravity Falls: Stan, Ford, Soos, Giffany Steven Universe: Jasper, Amethyst, Blue Diamond, Peridot, Lapis, Garnet, Rose, Bismuth, Greg. Adventure Time/Fiona and Cake: Princess Bubblegum, Marceline, Marshall Lee, Winter King, Candy Queen, Simon, Ice King, Fiona. COD: Konig, Ghost, Mace, Keegan, Krueger, Valeria. Desperate Housewives: Bree, Gabby, Edie, Mike, Lynette. DC: Batman, Harley, Joker, Ivy, Lex Luthor (Jesse Eisenburg). Slashers & DBD: Brahms, Ghostface (general), Michael Myers, Jason Vorhees, Pyramid Head, The Spirit, Wraith, Huntress, Trapper, The Trickster, Pearl, Carrie White, Jennifer Check, Stu Matcher, Billy Loomis, Tiffany Valentine, Thomas Hewitt, Bubba Sawyer, Bo Sinclair, Vincent Sinclair, Eric Draven. Nintendo: Link, Zelda, Peach, Daisy, Rosalina, Luigi, Waluigi, Bowser. Squid Games: Gi-Hun, Sae-Byeok, Ali, Sang Woo. Rick and Morty: Rick, Beth, Jerry. Stranger Things: Robin, Billy, Eddie, Chrissy, Hopper. Bee & Puppycat: Bee, Deckard, Cass, Toast. Princess & The Frog: Shadow Man, Tiana, Lottie, Naveen. Ratatouille: Collette, Linguini. The Nanny: CC, Fran, Maxwell. Full House: Danny, Jesse, Joey. BigBang Theory: Raj, Leonard, Amy, Penny. Spiderverse: Miguel, Jessica Drew. Black Dynamite: Honeybee, Black Dynamite. Breaking Bad: Skylar, Jesse, Walter. National Treasure: Benjamin Gates, Riley Poole. Superstore: Jonah, Amy, Dina. Spongebob: Man Ray, Dennis. Tangeled: Flynn, Rapunzel, Mother Gothell. Lisa Frankenstein: Lisa, Creature, Taffy. Jane the Virgin: Jane, Micheal, Rogelio, Petra, Xiomara, Rose, Luisa. Young Sheldon: Mary, Connie. Twilight: Edward, Carlisle, Alice, Charlie. Bistro Huddy: All Staff Members, Poppy. WWE: Rhea Ripley, Roman Reigns. American Animals: Evan Peters (Warren), Barry Keoghan (Spencer). The Batman (2022): Batman, Riddler. Little Mermaid (2023): Ariel, Eric. Bob's Burgers: Linda, Bob. Avatar: Jake, Neytiri. Frozen: Elsa, Anna, Kristoff. My Hero Academia: Dabi, Hawks, Aizawa. Futurama: Leela, Amy, Fry, Bender. Earth Girls Are Easy: Mac, Wiploc, Zeebo, Valerie. Supernatural: Dean, Sam, Castiel. Sherlock (2010): Sherlock Holmes, John Watson. Silverado: Slick, Rae, Mal, Paden.

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Rush Back In

by FrostedGemstones22 Betty wanted to put everything having to do with Riverdale in her rearview mirror. Except, something just keeps drawing her back in. Maybe she's never been good at saying no to her niece and nephew. Or, maybe, it might just be an old friend from her memory; now the tough and snarky leader of the Serpents, Jughead Jones. A man Betty absolutely should not be talking to (but does anyway). Words: 6832, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Series: Part 6 of Drabbles/Gifts Fandoms: Riverdale (TV 2017) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: F/M Characters: Betty Cooper, Jughead Jones, Archie Andrews, Polly Cooper, Alice Cooper (Archie Comics), Dagwood Cooper, Juniper Cooper Relationships: Betty Cooper/Jughead Jones Additional Tags: Aged-Up Character(s), Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Childhood Friends, Hometown Reunion, Southside Serpent Jughead Jones, Bad Boy Jughead Jones, Good Girl Betty Cooper, Secret Relationship, Friends With Benefits from AO3 works tagged 'Betty Cooper/Jughead Jones' https://archiveofourown.org/works/49461352

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Something Else In Mind

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/ycQWC0Z

by Anonymous

"You're not gonna beat me up, are you?" Jughead asked, feeling nervous.

Archie has a different idea.

Words: 146, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Riverdale (TV 2017)

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Jughead Jones, Archie Andrews

Relationships: Archie Andrews/Jughead Jones

Additional Tags: Just Watched The First Episode Of Season 7 And It Gave Me A Lot To Work With, Drabble, Sexual Content, Kissing

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/ycQWC0Z

[just-another-ficwriter]

50 Wordless Ways To Say ‘I Love You’

#15 - Calming them down when they have a bad dream (Jughead Jones)

Jughead wakes with a start.

Heart hammering in his chest, completely terrified, and unaware of his surroundings. The darkness in the room plunges him back into the nightmare, and suddenly he feels the coffin walls closing in again, with no way out.

He’s about to cry out, beg for help-

And then a soft whisper comes from beside him, a gentle hand on his arm, and suddenly he knows he’s not alone.

One touch from you is enough to make him breathe again. He knows you can feel the way he’s trembling, can see it written on the frown pulling at your face.

“I’m here Juggie.” It’s enough to make him want to cry, and he knows you wouldn’t blame him if he did. You pull him closer, letting his head fall to your chest, delicate fingers combing their way through his hair. “I’ve got you.”

Silence settled around the room once more, his heartbeat now a gentle thump. How could you steady him with such little effort?

He doesn’t get much time to think about it, just wraps an arm lazily around your waist and lets the sound of your own heartbeat lull him back to sleep.

He knows he’s safe here with you.

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[shymeg]

Jughead and Hotdog are walking, see a cat crying in a window on the first floor of an apartment complex, and Hotdog makes a mad dash for the cat's window barking. Jughead isn't sure what to do. When a guy is walking out of the apt. Looks at Jughead looks at the window.

"Hey, Man, you want a cat?"

Jughead looks bemused, "Isn't it yours?"

The guy shakes his head, "Nah, it's abandoned. I just feed it"

Jug knowing that feeling all too well, "who's place is it?"

The guy shrugs his shoulders, "Look, man; the place is cleared out all but that cat!"

Jug looks at Hot Dog; Hot Dog barks, "Okay, take me to the cat."

The guy wasn't lying; everything was cleaned out, but the animal's things and the cat that had a name tag that said 'Toffee' well, maybe the old owner was a foodie like me. He thought and got a goofy grin.

He grabbed a bag and loaded up Toffee's things, and put her in a cat carrier. He looked at Hot Dog, "Is this what you want, Pal?"

Hot Dog looked at him and barked. Jug petted him, "Good boy" he grabbed Hot Dog's leash, "Walk slowly now, boy, I got a lot in my hands."

When he got to his apartment, Jug set up Toffee's things and stated, "We got a mystery to solve Hot Dog; I don't believe the owner would abandon Toffee! Do you boy?" Hot Dog just barked in agreement.

[multi-fandom-imagines8]

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“you figured it out, didn’t you?” you noticed.

“maybe...”.

“I know that look. you totally did. So are you going to tell me or not?”.

“depends” he smirked.

“depends on what?”.

“on what I’ll get in return”.

“well, what do you want?” you knew where this was going, but still wanted to hear it from him.

He came closer, leaned down and whispered in your ear.

“hmmm... alright, you got it. Now tell me!”.

Tags: @shymagicsworld @cigaretteswithcoffeee

[princesweetpea]

Downfall of a King

Jughead sighed, searching around his room for something – anything. It was too bright in here, even with the curtains drawn. Maybe he could try to write something? No. He jiggled his leg anxiously as he searched, still coming up empty. No distractions, just his thoughts. Even though he joined the Serpents more out of necessity, he had adopted the role of Serpent King with a full heart, quickly becoming passionate about the family that he had found in them. But he felt like he couldn’t do anything right – like he was failing them, no matter how hard he tried. It’s too bright in here. His heart thumped against his chest as he flung himself onto his feet and crossed the room into his closet, shutting the door behind him and slowly sinking against it to the floor. The darkness engulfed him. He felt unexpected wetness on his cheeks, but he didn’t stop his tears. He ran his fingers through the fringe that peeked out beneath his hat before yanking it off and throwing it against the wall. He gripped the mess of curls atop his head, clutching tighter and tighter until the burn in his scalp became unbearable. You’re just a teenager. “I’m sorry,” You’re not fit to rule. “I’m so sorry,” You’re running us into the ground. “I’m trying my best.” He choked out in muffled sobs as the intrusive jabs, some not even uttered to him, stabbed at his subconscious. The thoughts were attacking him in the voices of Fangs, Toni, and Sweet Pea – the people he loved. He hugged his knees to his chest as he trembled. It’s too bright in here.

[lonely-full-of-secrets]

Jughead Jones (Prompt: Passion)

One of Jughead’s greatest passions is writing. Whether it's writing one of his novels or keeping track of his autobiographical information. It’s usually enough to keep him busy. 

As he gets older and starts carrying more responsibilities, he doesn't always have the time but he sure as hell makes the time. He takes his writing and storytelling very seriously. 

Another thing he is passionate about is getting to the truth about something. He takes the time to investigate stories other people find boring and he’s not afraid to ask what everyone else is thinking. 

Jughead’s written about more than just the murder of teen Jason Blossom, the serial killer Black Hood, and the dreaded Gargoyle King. He also writes to fight injustices, especially against the Southside. He knows what it’s like to be on both ends of the privilege scale. He does his best to remain unbiased in the search for the truth. 

He goes above and beyond to uncover the right side of the story. To get the story the people deserve to hear. Someone in power is corrupt? He’ll find a way to expose them. This often puts him in danger but to him, if someone isn’t threatened by his investigative journalism, he isn’t doing his job right. 

[fivescuddles-blog]

riverdale masterlist

*** = smut

Characters

Jughead Jones

under the stairs | imagine

Sweet Pea

northsider // pt. one, pt. two, pt. three, pt. four, pt. five | imagine

Betty Cooper

not alone | imagine

you're my passion | imagine

intertwined*** | imagine

fantasy*** | imagine

Veronica Lodge

not like him | imagine

Mass Headcannons

harry potter houses

christmas party with the serpents

Aesthetics

Incorrect Quotes

Edits

Actors

Lili Reinhart

she's my world | imagine

[myriadimagines]

Only in the movies by diffuser with Jughead Jones

Characters: Reader x Jughead JonesWarnings: Mentions of deathLyric: “If she could change the world, I think she’d rather sleep / 18 and feeling out of place”Word Count: 482A/N: The last 24 hours have been kinda wild and also I really don’t want to have a crush I don’t know what I’m doing

NOT TAKING ANYMORE REQUESTS!

For most of your life, you felt like an outsider. Someone lingering on the edges of the picture, barely visible. Someone who never quite fit the part, someone who didn’t fit into the puzzle. 

And for a long time, no one seemed to notice you.

You learned not to care about the lack of attention you got. Learned not to care when people didn’t recognise you despite seeing you every day at school. You blended into the background, head kept down, shuffling in and out of classrooms without any interaction. You showed little interest in anything – classes were boring, the classmates were worse – yet there was one thing you did enjoy: writing.

Unfortunately for you, the one place where you could write was shut down. Nevertheless, you lingered in the former office for the Blue and Gold, typing away at stories you created in your head. Most of them were silly, dramatised events at school, yet the most recent even was not dramatised at all. 

You, like everyone else in Riverdale, was gripped by the murder of Jason Blossom. It seemed like the police were baffled, with no suspects, leaving everyone in the town fearful of each other.

Being so quiet throughout the years, observing instead of getting involved, suddenly had some advantages. Quietly, you found yourself launching an investigation of your own, listing your own suspects and theories.

No one ever would’ve known about your little investigation until Jughead happened to stroll by the Blue and Gold office, eyebrows furrowed when he saw you inside. He paused, unsure if he should enter considering the fact that he had never spoken to you, but contrary to your belief, he had noticed you around, and you had perplexed him.

Deciding not to think about it too much, Jughead entered, raising his hands above his head in mock surrender as you jumped in shock, spinning around. A smile tugged at his lips as he reassured you, “Hey, hey, it’s all good.”

You didn’t return the smile. “What are you doing in here?”

“I was going to ask you the same thing.” Jughead shot back, feeling the slightly hostility. “I-”

Jughead suddenly trailed off when he noticed your papers, the mind-maps you had put up across the cork boards. You self consciously stepped in front of them, a feeble effort to hide your work, but Jughead was quick to piece everything together as he breathed out, “No way. Are you trying to solve the Jason Blossom murder?”

You looked away, shy and vulnerable. This much attention from someone felt foreign, felt overwhelming. You didn’t know if Jughead would judge you, deeming you as strange and weird.

Instead, he stepped closer, lowering his voice as he continued, “I’ve got some theories, if you’re interested in hearing them.”

For the first time, a smile appeared on your lips. Perhaps the attention wasn’t so bad, after all.

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Burned By The Fire

by goodgirlfaith (boomersoonerash)

Betty has some thoughts as she sleeps next to Jughead.

Words: 173, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Riverdale (TV 2017)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Betty Cooper, Jughead Jones

Relationships: Betty Cooper/Jughead Jones

Additional Tags: Literal Sleeping Together, Sharing a Bed, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Denial of Feelings, Falling In Love, Drabble, No Dialogue, Internal Monologue

https://archiveofourown.org/works/53107531

[kenetijame-blog]

Nothing (Jughead Jones)

Summary: (requested!!) Based on EDEN’s song sex.

Warning/s: (mentions of) sex, jughead jones

Pairing: Female Reader x Jughead Jones

A/N: sex issa bop listen to it - also this has a sort of crappy ending bc i had no idea how to continue this so :/ yeah

“What are we?”

Jughead dared to ask her that question one night. They were lying on her bed, her staring at the ceiling of her bedroom. Not even a moment passed by when she answered him.

“Nothing, Jughead. We are absolutely nothing to each other.” 

Nothing. Jughead thought a word couldn’t hit him in the chest like a truck. She said those nine words without any hesitation. Jughead felt himself sinking - the both of them sinking. And Jughead just faked his smile and nodded, faking his agreement to what she just said just so he could hold her into his arms more and pretend that his heart wasn’t erratically beating for her. 

But he was tired of lying, pretending, hiding his feelings. He wants to let you know how much she meant to him, but when she said it was nothing, that this meant nothing at all, he lets his guard back up again. His shield that was made out of lies and his beaten up pride. 

He fully accepted that he was in love with her. With all his heart. But if she thinks that whatever they were having was nothing, that this all meant nothing to her, should he think the same? Should he force himself to believe that this meant nothing to him, too? 

He started beating himself up about it, thinking it was stupid that he even asked  her that question. She called him up asking for some beer and some fun, and Jughead thought that it’ll be alright. There was nothing wrong and he gets to have her all for himself behind closed doors. 

But then she said this was the last time. The last time they’ll ever do this sort of thing. 

It truly meant nothing to her. 

Jughead held back his tears when he nodded at her and said okay. He shook his head at himself in disbelief. Okay? Was okay even the right word to describe him in that moment? Was okay the right word to describe him right now? Was he okay at all? 

She looked okay. In fact, the following day, she was laughing out loud with her friends in the cafeteria, clapping like seals and banging their palms against the table, causing a mild ruckus in the room. He found it unfair that she was looking like a circus when he’s feeling like a snowstorm after what she said last night. 

She was going to be a hard one to forget.

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tipping point - bughead

↳ requested by @crazymisscarly for my writing for riverdale again prompts. i don’t know how this got so sad i’m so sorry lmfao i got carried away i hope you enjoy it all the same!

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The car was silent. It had been for the past twenty minutes, and Betty was under the assumption that it would stay like that until they got back to town.

The gentle drag of Jughead’s fingers against her thigh was pretty much the only thing that was keeping her grounded at that point in time, from letting her mind wander too far into the dark like it did sometimes. Her hands were curled into fists at her waist where her arms had wrapped around herself, making her smaller against the seat. Her fingernails dug into the soft cotton of her jumper instead of her palm. The half-moon scars hadn’t been reopened in months, and she wanted to keep it that way. Even if it was hard in times like that.

If she closed her eyes and thought hard enough, the sound of the shattering glass at Veronica’s cabin could be heard again. Or the many voices that were shouting in the living room, demanding the four friends to kneel. An involuntary shudder ran through the blonde at the memory; the way the wooden flooring pressed against her knees uncomfortably as she knelt down, her hand holding such a tight grip on Jughead’s that it trembled.

Maybe it wasn’t the threats that had scared her so much. Looking at those faces, covered by black hockey masks to obscure most of their features, it just reminded Betty of the Black Hood, the serial killer who had called and traumatised her for weeks on end. And even though the sociopath was dead, it still scared her. If her phone rang unexpectedly sometimes it made her flinch, and her heart beat against her chest painfully as she answered, even though she knew it couldn’t possibly be the Black Hood. She had to change her ringtone after a week when she kept getting scared by the ironically cheery tune. Or if it wasn’t that scaring her, then the thought of what those men could have done to them brought her mind back to the night that she’d helped her mother dispose of the body in her house, the night that still left her feeling nauseous when she thought about it.

The car hit a pothole in the road, and the sudden jolt that roughly brought Betty out of her thoughts caused her to flinch, her hand gripping Jughead’s wrist with immediate fear. Her eyes had blurred over with unshed tears so she couldn’t see as her boyfriend moved beside her, but she felt the hand as it left her leg, and his arm wrapped around her shoulders instead.

“Betty,” His voice was low against her temple, as he probably didn’t want to disturb Veronica and Archie with the hushed conversation. “Take a deep breath.”

It was only then that she realised how much she had been trembling, and her lips parted to suck in a deep breath as her hand gripped onto his jumper, making a fist in that material instead. Her seatbelt was making it harder to completely tuck herself into him, so she pulled the top of it to slacken the belt which allowed her to shuffle closer to him as the tears finally started falling.

“We’ll be back soon,” He was whispering into her hair as he pressed a kiss to her head, and his free hand moved to replace the other on her thigh, gently dragging his fingers against the skin once more. “We can go and stay at mine or at yours, wherever you want. I won’t leave you alone.”

The thought of staying under the same roof as Chic after that night made her stomach lurch, so she had started shaking her head as soon as he mentioned her house. “I can’t go back to mine.” She whispered tearfully, and she felt him nod against her head.

“You don’t have to, you can stay at mine.” Jughead held her a little tighter, and Betty sniffled as she pushed herself closer into his embrace.

She didn’t say anything else for a while. His fingers continued to gently trace along her thigh, and she allowed herself to focus on that touch again, the warmth of his hand against her trembling leg. Her eyes squeezed shut as she focused on his touch, so that she didn’t think about the cabin, or the Black Hood, or the body. The sound of the Black Hood’s voice in her ear over the phone. The blood that stained her hands and clothes as she knelt on her kitchen floor. The smell of the bleach as she scrubbed the-

“Hey guys,” It was Veronica’s voice that broke her train of thought, and Betty blinked through her tears to look up at her equally tired best friend. “We’re here.”

Betty had to force her fingers to unwrap from around Jughead’s jumper so they could get out of the car. His hand remained a gentle touch against her arm as she unbuckled her seatbelt and got out of the car, and once he had followed her outside his palm moved to her lower back to keep her steady. She was still trembling somewhat, and when she took a glance over towards Veronica and Archie they were stood just about the same way on the other side of the car to them.

The bright neon lights from the Pop’s sign blurred her vision even further, and Betty had to blink another few times before she could see clearly. The pink light reflected off of the recently-polished car in front of them, like how the candlelight in the cabin had reflected off of the axe-

Jughead pulled her into her arms, and it was only then that Betty truly realised how much harder it was getting to suck in a breath through her suddenly thick throat. He was mumbling something that she couldn’t quite hear as his hand cupped the back of her head, and she gripped onto the soft material of his jumper again as she forced a breath in. She had been feeling even more anxious recently, with the incident with Archie and the Black Hood, and then the body at her house. Maybe this was finally the long-awaited tipping point that she had been expecting for months, ever since the Black Hood had started calling her.

“Betty?” Veronica’s hand was on her shoulder - it was smaller and more delicate than Jughead’s hands on the back of her head and her waist. “We’re home now, it’s okay.”

She nodded into Jughead’s shoulder, and took in another breath as she gripped onto him tighter. “I know,” The words were a little choked out, but were still honest. “I just… it’s a lot.”

Betty didn’t need to say more because she knew that they’d understand, and she was given evidence of that when Jughead held her more lovingly against himself, his touch less worried than before. Veronica gently rubbed her shoulder before the touch was lifted, and Betty heard her mention that she and Archie would get them a table inside to give them a moment alone. The thought of guilt passed through her thoughts, that they had all been through the same thing so she shouldn’t need special treatment, but in that moment Betty was too tired to need anything other than her boyfriend’s support.

“I’m okay,” Still, she didn’t want him to worry about her on top of everything else, so the words were mumbled into his jumper as she held onto his waist. “Really.”

“Me too.” The words were mumbled against her forehead, before a gentle kiss was left behind afterwards. He wasn’t okay either and she could tell, but there was comfort in the fact that they were home, and it would allow them to get through it together.