“Please put me down it’s just a sprained ankle" Sounds adorable!
Some days he truly did miss Riverdale High, the quiet hallways and clean water fountains, Archie’s obnoxiously loud voice calling to him from down the hall, his beautiful girlfriend scrambling behind him as she rushed them both to class never one to be even a minute late. Southside High was… fine, Jughead had the Serpents to keep him safe, the paper to keep him busy and his father to keep him in line,but still, it would never be Riverdale.
Even just standing here in the parking lot of his former High school, he instantly felt some of the days tension leave his heavy shoulders. The mere thought of Betty Cooper seemed to bring him a sense of calm that he desperately needed.
Well that was of course until this very moment in time.
He saw Kevin before he saw her, the fiery teen shouting and flailing his arms
“Move out of the way, injured cheerleader coming through! Make way!”
Jugheads eyes widened so large he must have looked like a comic book character as he ran towards Veronica who was carefully holding up Betty as she limped down the steps, Archie following close behind, his hands held out helplessly as he looked at his blonde best friend nervously.
Betty spotted him before h had a chance to speak.
“Jug, it is not as bad as it looks. I promise.”
At this point half the school had gathered by the steps, drawn by Kevin’s shouting and Jugheads shiny chrome motorcycle parked right out front.
Jughead gripped her cheeks, fingers brushing her jaw as he stared deep into her meadow eyes.
“What happened? Who did this? When did this happen? Why didn’t you call me?” He rambled off sternly, barely registering Veronica at his side
“Cheryl dropped her on purpose at practice today, she landed right on her ankle, by stubborn Cooper over here refused to give Cheryl the satisfaction and she finished the whole routine. She’s feeling it now though” Veronica squeezed her best friends hand lovingly before moving off to stand beside Archie
“I watched it dude, she cracked down on that floor, Cheryl just walked away in the middle of the lift. It was bullshit.”The red head growled.
Betty stepped back a bit, wobbling unsteadily
“Can I please talk now? Yes I fell, yes Cheryl dropped me but yes I’m okay, I promise. As for the reason why I didn’t call you, It just happened and I knew you were driving. If you could just help me to your bike, I should be fine on the ride home. I mean you guys act as if.. wait.. woah! HEY!”
In an instant Jughead had her up and over his shoulder, his hand pressing down the edge of her skirt as the entire football field watched Jughead hoist Betty up caveman style.
“Forsythe!” Betty protested, smacking his back with her tiny fist
“Elizabeth!” He teased back, making his way over to his motorcycle.
“Please put me down! It’s just a sprained ankle!” The Beautiful Blonde exclaimed.
“No can do Betts, my bikes all the way on the other side of the parking lot and there’s not a chance I’m risking you injuring yourself further by trying to walk on that ankle, what were you thinking doing the whole routine?! You could have gotten seriously hurt! What if your ankle gave out and you fell and hit your head? What if Cheryl dropped you again just to be spiteful, you know that’s something she would do!” He was exasperated as he gently deposited his injured girlfriend onto the Harley’s seat.
“I know Jug. It was stupid but…. she’s just so awful and she always thinks she can get her way and I’m so sick of everyone judging me, thinking I’m some big baby who runs at the first sign of trouble.” Betty mumbled, her hands reaching up to tug Jughead down to her level as she ran her fingers through his hair. “I didn’t mean to make you worry, I’m sorry.” She whispered softly, pressing her lips to his in a gentle kiss.
Jughead sighed, eyes filled with unconcealed concern and adoration for the love of his life, currently propped up on his bike. Pulling the helmet from his bag he plopped it into her hands.
“I just love you. I don’t want you hurt okay? Ever. Helmet on. We’re heading to the trailer so I can patch you up dare devil.”
Betty giggled, arms wrapping around his middle