A/N: This is a continue of, ‘’Let’s run away.’’, Hope you guys like it! It provides a little closure, but also possibility for more? Sorry it’s short! Please note that english is not my first language so there might be grammar mistakes
Pairings: Jughead X Reader
Prompt: After secrets are revealed and truth is out, will Jughead let you past his walls?
‘’The Twilight.’’ Jughead murmured under his breath, catching the attention of others. He should of thought if it before, of course. It was too simple, too obvious, too close to his heart. Jughead stepped back, his eyes darting between his father and friends before he sprinted out of the trailer and into the black night.
“Please understand” Namjoon begged. His fingers wrapped
around your wrist as his eyes melted, pleading with you.
“Understand what? That you’re putting your ex-girlfriend
above me?” you asked. Namjoon sighed and the thought of slapping him crossed
“Your current boyfriend? You’re ditching your future for
your past?” you said, talking over him. He just stared at you, his eyes still
attempting to beg you. Why had he been so stupid lately? Were you speaking a
language that he couldn’t understand?
“I’m not ditching you, okay? I can’t stand the idea of
having her hate me. We used to be best friends, ___. I love you and you know
that” he replied, sliding his grip down to hold your hand. Your eyes looked
down at his hand and you raised an eyebrow.
“If you loved me as much as you say you do, you wouldn’t be
acting like such a dick to me. I don’t care if you work on your relationship
with her but it’s not okay that I have to watch your foreplay-”
“Foreplay? What are you talking about?” Namjoon questioned,
his eyebrows knitting together in confusion.
“What am I talking about? You haven’t noticed the way she
touches you? I’m surprised she hasn’t dropped to her knees yet-”
“Okay, ___. That’s enough” he cut in, voice a bit escalated.
He was yelling at you now? You gave him a look and he groaned before starting
up his usual apology. You snatched away from him and he stood up, trying to get
you to come back to him.
The door opened and she emerged from the darkest pit in
hell. “Namjoon are you really going to miss your own birthday party?” she
asked, eyes slowly moving from your face to his.
“-are you really going
to miss your birthday party” you mumbled, mocking her little voice as you
walked out of the room. You heard Namjoon calling your name but you just kept
walking. You needed a drink. You needed a walk. You needed your boyfriend to
quit acting like a clueless dumbass.
You turned around and watched as Yoongi walked to meet you.
“You know, usually, when you scream someone’s name you’re jogging to catch up with them” you
“Yeah, yeah, sure. You and I both know that I am not going
to run just to get you” he responded.
“Truly the greatest best friend in the world” you said
sarcastically. Yoongi smiled in his drunken state and smacked your shoulder.
His arm draped over your shoulder as he walked with you to the open bar. He sat
with you before frowning, using his Jedi-Yoongi tricks to read your mind. He
ordered a few drinks and passed them all to you.
“What did he do now?”
Before you could answer, a loud roar of applause started up
and you both turned your heads toward the door. Namjoon walked into the room
with his dimples flashing and the she-witch glued to his arm.
“Ahhh, Medusa again?” he asked, stealing one of your drinks.
“Cruella” you responded.
“…Jafar?” he struggled. You laughed and he smiled.
“I couldn’t think of anymore evil chicks” he explained. You
just shook your head and downed a couple of the drinks. Your eyes cut back to
the two of them and you felt your jaw flex, your teeth pressing together. You
turned back to your drinks and quickly drunk the rest before taking Yoongi’s.
“Maybe you should try not being an alcoholic..?” Yoongi
said, watching you.
You ignored him, asking for another drink. Who was he to
judge? He’d been drinking too.
“I think it hurts more that it’s a girl because I literally
can’t do the things that she can do for him” you vented. Yoongi frowned in
confusion and you sighed.
“We don’t have the same parts?” you tried again. You could
see that he still wasn’t getting it.
“A vagina. I do not have a vagina. I am vagina-less” you
said, spelling it out for him.
“Well, she can’t give him what you can. SHE DOESN’T HAVE A
PENIS. SHE IS PENIS-LESS” he shouted. You clapped your hand over his mouth and
smiled to the people who’d began to stare. He mumbled something against your
hand before licking your palm, forcing you to snatch your hand away.
“Seriously?” you asked, wiping your hand on him.
His glazed eyes were a sign that you’d clearly
underestimated how much alcohol he’d had. He was officially beyond his limit
and you needed to get him home.
“Let’s go” you sighed, standing to help him up. Yoongi
allowed you to help him through the crowd, his smile thoroughly worked into his
face. Namjoon saw the two of you leaving and he hurried toward the door.
“Is he okay?” he asked.
“He’s fine. Carry on with your party” you replied, not even
glancing at him.
Ursula, being Namjoon’s shadow, moved to his side and asked
the same question.
“He said that I’m fine, you dick-less homewrecker” Yoongi
said. You held in your laugh as you continued out of the room.
Yoongi shuffled his feet along, making it a little easier to
help him out of the building.
“You’re an idol. Why don’t you guys have your driver with
you at all times?” you complained. Yoongi slapped his hand to your face and you
slapped him back. He laughed and put his finger to your lip, telling you to
Yoongi tripped and you were barely able to catch him in
time. He laughed as he went down and laughed even harder as soon as you caught
“You need to get me home before I die out here” he smiled. You
just shook your head and continued down the street with your arm around him. As
you approached the building, Yoongi had gone from laughing uncontrollably to
singing at the top of his lungs. You tried to quiet him down but he was just
too far gone to listen.