Hurt Jughead if you would?
I didn’t know if you meant physically or emotionally hurt, so I went with both. This, like everything else I write, turned into fluff at the end, it’s both bughead relationship fluff and jughead and archie sorting their friendship out.
“Did you know Jughead’s dad is a Serpent?” the red headed boy had a scathing tone to his voice, almost like he wanted to hurt his best friend with his words. Jughead winced, Archie had hit his target. His father was the one thing he had always hidden, in fear that people would treat him differently, or look down on him or his innocent, perfect little sister.
“No, we didn’t know Archie and I don’t see why it matters.” Veronica stated firmly, dark eyes flashing in anger at Archie.
“Because his father nearly drove my father out of business with his bullshit! My father bailed him out time and time again and what thanks do we get!? He becomes one of those dirty good for nothings!” Archie spat, getting closer to Jughead with every word.
“He’s not a dirty good for nothing.” Jughead said, voice barely above a whisper. Archie acted as though his best friend hadn’t spoke.
“And now the homeless son of a criminal gets whatever he wants. You get my dad’s approval, you got the girl-“ Archie was cut off by Jughead’s face mere inches from his own.
“Do not talk about Betty like she’s some object. She’s an independent person, and she CHOSE ME!” Jughead’s began to see red. Archie shoved him away.
“Get off of me!”
“Then don’t talk about my girlfriend or my dad like that!”
Nobody knew who threw the first punch, but they rolled on the floor, throwing fists, until, rather quickly, both boys were pulled off of each other by Fred Andrews, a resigned look on his face.
“You always acted like brothers, but fighting at Polly Cooper’s baby shower is unacceptable. Get cleaned up. We will discuss this at home later.”
He released both boys and Jughead bolted out of the heavily floral room until his feet finally hit the pavement outside.
“Wait!” the voice of the girl he loved stopped him in his tracks. She eventually caught up to him, honey blonde curls bouncing lightly as she came to a stop at his side. He stared at his raw and bleeding knuckles.
“Juggie.” She reached up and placed his beanie back on his dark locks, it must have fallen off in the fight.
“I don’t care that your dad is a Serpent. It doesn’t change who you are Juggie.” He finally looked up from the hands to meet her eyes with his.
“You standing up to Archie was really sweet. But please, next time not AT my sister’s baby shower.”
“Promise.” He replied softly, anything for her, he thought. She kissed him quickly, before taking his hand and leading him back inside.
He could feel the bruise blooming on his eye as the three men sat at the Andrews’ family kitchen table. Fred handed a bag of frozen vegetables to each boy for their eyes.
“Now I don’t know what went on, but I’m going to watch T.V. in the next room and you’re going to sort yourselves out.” Fred’s voice did not allow for any dispute.
After he had left the room, the boys sat in silence for a few moments both staring at the table. Finally, Archie spoke.
“I’m sorry man. I never should have said those things, I was just so jealous, seeing you with dad and with Betty, I should’ve reacted better.”
“Apology accepted. I’m sorry for hitting you.”
“You love her.” Both boys looked up simultaneously, blue eyes meeting brown. There was no accusation or curiosity in Archie’s tone, he said it as a fact, like it was something he had known his entire life. Maybe he had, he’d seen ever since they were kids that Jughead only had eyes for Betty, he’d just been too caught up in himself to notice. He made a mental promise to be a better friend, when his best friend finally spoke.
“Yeah, I do. I always have.”