Summary: You and Jughead agreed to have a little fun together while remaining friends. While you were ready for a relationship with him, he didn’t think it’d be a good idea. As friends with benefits, the two of you take dates to a friend’s party. When he sees you with your date, he realizes he can’t control his jealousy anymore. NSFW
The lights were dim, the door was locked, and the only sound you could hear was the moan escaping Jughead’s lips and the sound of your heart pounding in your chest. Your shoulders dragged against the sheets, pulling them out of place while your fingers tangled in his hair. He was kissing your neck, sending chills down your spine from the way his lips felt against your warm skin.
Everything was perfect… until your phone rang.
“Jughead,” you whispered, grabbing hold of his hair and pulling him away from your neck.
He looked at you, slightly out of breath. “Ignore it,” he told you.
You rolled your eyes before reaching over to the bedside table and grabbing your phone. It was Archie. You sat up in bed, pulled the covers to your chest, then answered. “Hello?”
“Hey, it’s me,” Archie said. “Do you have a minute?”
Jughead could hear Archie through the phone and he gave you a look. He wanted to continue kissing like you were before but you were curious as to why Archie would call. You pushed Jughead away when he tried to kiss your neck again. “Yeah, what’s up?” You asked.
“Betty’s having a little party at her house tomorrow. I think it’s just a little barbecue or something, but I was just wondering if you wanted to go?”
You looked at Jughead and saw he was staring at you curiously. “With you?” You asked, just to clarify.
Summary: When Betty bails on Jughead after he’s given the Serpent jacket, you step up and try to figure out what’s going on with your best friend. The feelings you’ve had for him are hard to hide when you spend the night alone with him.
Betty Cooper burst into the student lounge Monday morning looking more panicked than you had ever seen her. Her normally well-kept, slicked back hair was frizzy and out of place. She looked like she hadn’t sleep in days.
“What’s going on?” You asked her as she paced back and forth behind the couch. She ran her fingers through her hair and sighed, making you and Kevin, who was sitting by your side, nervous.
She turned to the two of you. “It’s Jughead,” she started.
Immediately you felt more alert at the sound of your best friend’s name. You sat up straight and gave Betty your full attention. “What about him?”
Betty shook her head. “He’s going… dark. He’s becoming a Serpent.”
Your eyes widened. “What? You’re not serious.”
“I was just at FP’s trailer with him and while we were…” She looked around nervously and decided to not continue. “The serpents came and knocked on the door. They offered him a jacket. The same kind of jacket all the Serpents wear.”
Kevin looked at you and Betty in surprise. “Would Jughead really do that?” He asked.
You shook your head. “Betty, I know Jughead better than anyone.” She gave you a slight glare because she was always jealous of your friendship with Jughead. “He’s not just going to turn to the group that almost pulled his family apart.”
“Well you weren’t there,” Betty said in a little bit of a snotty tone. “I saw it. He’s going to the dark side.” She sat on the chair opposite you and Kevin and crossed her arms. “I can’t even look at him. It makes me so angry that he would do that. That he would just turn on us.”
You didn’t reply. You just sat quietly as Betty and Kevin talked about Jughead’s “dark” future. Could he really be a Serpent?
Summary: At Betty’s sleepover with Veronica, the three of you notice Archie and Jughead spying on you from his bedroom across the way. Veronica, knowing you and Jughead like each other but are too shy to say anything, decides to invite the boys over for some fun.
“Okay, truth,” Veronica said as she took a sip of spiked punch that she brought over to Betty’s house for your sleepover.
“Did you and Archie hook up?” You smirked as you crossed your arms and eyed her suspiciously. She had to of known that by picking truth you would ask her about her mysterious pas de deux with Archie Andrews.
Veronica hesitated, knowing that Betty had basically been in love with him and only recently claimed to have gotten over it. “Can I pick dare instead?” She asked nervously.
Betty laughed a little. “It’s fine, Veronica. If you and Archie hooked up, it’s fine.” She did her best to reassure her friend.
Veronica looked at her worriedly for a few seconds before answering. “Yes, we did.” She couldn’t hide a smile.
You laughed. “I knew it! I so knew it. You two kept giving each other secret glances at lunch the other day.”
“Well you’re one to talk!” Veronica retorted. “I see the way you and Jughead look at each other.”
Your cheeks burned red. “Oh come off it already.”
Veronica, Betty, and even Archie, constantly tease you about Jughead. They think that by the end of the year you and Jughead will be together. But you knew that the two of you were just friends. As flattering as it was to think that someone like Jughead might like you, you never seriously considered it. With all of the intelligent, beautiful, funny girls at school, why would he want to date you?
“It’s true,” Betty said, encouraging Veronica’s inane accusation. “Everyone can tell that there’s something between you two.”
“There’s nothing!” You playfully threw a pillow at her.
“Your blushing tells another story.” Veronica smirked.
“Let’s change the subject, shall we?” You laughed and took a sip of Veronica’s spiked punch.
Summary: Because Reggie’s your older brother and incredibly protective, you hide your relationship with Jughead from him. But one day at school you overhear him picking on Jughead and you rush to defend him, not caring that your secret will be revealed.
“Dinner!” Your mother called from the kitchen as you finished studying for your Biology final tomorrow.
Sighing heavily because you felt there’s no way you’d do better than a C, you shut your book. Before you got up and joined your family for dinner, you checked your phone for any messages from your boyfriend. Despite the fact you were head over heels for him, you couldn’t get distracted by his messages or phone calls as you did your homework.
A smile spread across your lips as you read a message from him. He asked what you were going after dinner cause he wanted to grab a milkshake at Pop’s with you.
Before you could write back, your brother poked his head in your room. “Who are you talking to?” He asked, trying to reach for your phone.
“None of your business!” You said to him as you smacked his hand away.
Reggie raised an eyebrow as he leaned against the wall. “You’re talking to a boy, aren’t you?”
You huffed and got up, turning off your study lamp before shoving your phone in your pocket. Try as he might, there was no way he was going to get your phone. If he found out that you were secretly dating Jughead Jones, all hell would break lose.
Summary: At Ethel’s pool party, Jughead gets a little… excited when the two of you hang out at the pool. Embarrassed because all of his friends are around, the two of you have to try to find a way to sneak out without anyone noticing.
“Tell me again why I’m here,” Jughead said as the two of you walked down the path to Ethel Mugg’s pool house. He was wearing his black swim trunks with a t-shirt and a towel over his shoulder. He wasn’t too excited to be at a pool party with other students from school, but you had your ways of getting him to come.
You laughed and looked at him. “Because you love me and want to spend time with me.” Jughead raised an eyebrow. “And because I said I’d cook for you if you came.”
“That’s right.” He laughed and kissed your head before you slid open the door and entered the pool house.
Summary: You’re not the biggest fan of Jughead Jones and he’s certainly not your biggest fan. But one night the two of you are working on a project at school and end up getting locked in after hours. While waiting for someone to come and let you out, you and Jughead end up opening up to each other.
School was over for the day and while everyone made plans to go out and have fun on Friday night, you were stuck at school. You had to work on a project and needed to use the computer lab for research. Normally you’d go home to work but your sister was having a slumber party and there’s no way you’d be able to concentrate on your work while they blasted One Direction and danced around the house.
You opened the door to the lab and saw a few people on the computers already. A few were broken and had hand-written signs on them telling you to use a different one. But the other open ones were taken. You sighed and decided to wait for one to open up.
Pulling out your phone to text your friends and to check some apps, someone left one of the computers. As you slowly made your way over to the chair while reading about a new album coming out by your favorite band, someone cut in front of you and sat at the computer. “Hey!” You yelled.
You realized who it was and instantly became a thousand times more annoyed. “What the hell, Jughead?”
“The computer was open. I grabbed it. You snooze you lose,” he said as he set his book bag down and started to get things ready for some research.
“You clearly saw I was walking towards it. I’ve been waiting for a computer for ten minutes,” you said as you put your hand on your hip, glaring at him.
He shrugged his shoulders, looking at the computer as he opened up Google and typed in some information for his project. “Don’t know what to tell you.”
“You’re such an asshole,” you mumbled as you kicked his chair and looked around at the other computers.
“Thanks for the info,” he said nonchalantly as he typed away.
Jughead Jones, the once misunderstood, soft-spoken loner who buried his nose in books, fought for his family and friends, was standing before you a broken, inconsolable mess. He was just a boy but now he looked as if he had lived ten years more. The bags under his eyes were dark and heavy, accenting the paleness of his skin as tears rolled down his cheeks. His chin was trembling, his eyes were red, and his voice was breaking.
“She doesn’t want me,” he said.
Staring back at a guy who looked almost like a stranger to you, you sighed heavily. “Who doesn’t want you?”
“My mom,” he said as he wiped the tears from under his eyes, not looking in your direction. He was almost too shy to look you in the eyes as he was at his most vulnerable. But Jughead had been your boyfriend for almost a year and he was your best friend for six years. Seeing him hurt and upset was nothing new, as unfortunate as it was.
“Jughead,” you whispered as you reached over and put your hand on his. He pulled his hand away from your touch and you sighed. “That’s not true.”
He stood up and started pacing your room with his hands gripping his hair. “I called her and told her I wanted to come and see her. She told me not to come. She said I would just get in the way.”
“She doesn’t mean-” You tried to spin the story a little to shed some light on his mother’s possible situation but he snapped when you tried to defend her.
“Don’t tell me what she means!” He yelled. “I was just on the phone with her. She said she doesn’t want me. My mom doesn’t want me, my dad is in jail for murdering Jason and I’m all alone again!”
You stood up. “You’re not alone, Jughead. You have me,” you told him.
He shook his head. “I’m a fucking failure. Everything I touch, I ruin. I tried to stop my mom and sister from leaving, but they left. I tried to get my dad back on track, but he ended up killing a kid my age.” He looked at you as he cried. “He killed someone my age. It could have been me.”
Summary: You and Jughead have a knack for getting into trouble but the two of you have managed to stay above water. However, things start taking a dark turn for you and the only one there to help you through everything is Jughead Jones, your best friend you’ve been in love with since you were kids.
“Do you think you’ll stay in Riverdale after we graduate?” Jughead asked as the two of you sat at the edge of the river at midnight, enjoying one another’s company.
You kicked your legs in the water and shrugged your shoulders, watching the ripples in the water that disrupted the reflection of the night sky. “I hope not,” you admitted.
Jughead looked at you. “Where do you want to go?” He asked.
You leaned back and rested your head on the soft blanket you always brought to the river with Jughead. He joined you, staring at the sky just like you were. “Anywhere,” you whispered as you tried to make out constellations in the sky. “What about you?”
He sighed. “I don’t think I’ll ever make it out of Riverdale, no matter how hard I try.”
You frowned and rolled onto your side to look at your best friend. “That’s not true,” you told him. “If you don’t want to stay here, you don’t have to. You’ll be eighteen and no one can stop you.”
“Where would I even go?” He turned so he was on his side facing you.
You brushed a few stray hairs out of his emerald eyes and tucked them under the rim of his beanie. “Go with me.” You smiled.
He laughed and looked down at the pattern on the blanket shyly. “I don’t know.”
“Yeah, go with me,” you said, getting excited about the idea of Jughead being by your side, even after graduation. “We can travel around the country together and when we get tired of it, we can find some place to stay and work. Then when we get restless again we’ll travel the world.”
He smiled at you. “You like to dream, don’t you?”
You adjusted yourself so you were on your back, staring at the stars again. “It’s the only thing that keeps me sane nowadays.”
The sound of the clock ticking away the seconds agitated you to a point of irrationality. Everyone at the surrounding booths were talking to their friends, significant others, or family members. They talked about the weather, the Riverdale football game tomorrow night, and the new special Pop created on his newly made neon sign out front. You, however, were sitting alone, talking to no one while staring at the clock that mocked your patience.
It was 7:16. Jughead was supposed to meet you at 6:30 to have dinner before heading to the new bookstore that opened just outside of town. The two of you planned to rummage their gently used bins to find the pieces missing in your classics collections. However, it seemed that you would either have to tough it out and go alone or not go at all.
With a huff of annoyance, you grabbed your coat from the inside of the booth and put it on, checking around the diner once more to make sure he didn’t just walk in. When the faces around were unfamiliar to you, you paid your bill then set off. The frustration you felt was unbearable.
“Hey!” A voice called from the street. You lifted your head and saw Archie walking towards you with Veronica by his side. “What’s up? Did you already have dinner?”
You shoved your hands in your pockets to shield your exposed skin from the winter chill. “I’m just leaving,” you said.
Veronica looked at you with a confused expression. “I thought you and Jughead were meeting here for dinner tonight. Isn’t that what you told me?”
Archie looked at her, shaking his head. “I just saw Betty and Jug at her place a few minutes ago.”