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“So, how exactly did you meet?”
Jughead chuckles, as he glances at Betty. “I lost a bet.” She responds with a grin on her face.
“This was rigged! Mark my words!”
“A bet is a bet. If you didn’t fuck someone during the whole school year, we’d have the consequences ready for you!” Cheryl grins, speaking quickly, as always, the tequila in her already making her brain foggy.
“If I don’t want to fuck people, then-“
“You agreed, babe!” Veronica argues, laughing.
“But why that guy?” She groans.
“Because he’s your cute librarian fantasy.” Veronica answers, the amusing never leaving her face. “We know he’s the reason you go to the library-“
“I like to read!” She gasps. “You cannot seriously-“
“You’ve never said a word to him, so now, you’re going to put your mouth on him!” Cheryl shrugs as if it’s the easiest thing in the world. “How hard can it be? You’re hot, he’ll be putty in your hands, Betty!”
“Fuck me!” She whines, pouring the tequila shots for some liquid courage.
“He will, trust me!” Veronica winks as Betty downs the shot in her hand.
The liquid courage is enough. Before either Veronica or Cheryl get to say another word, Betty is marching across the room, squeezing through every sweaty body on the dance floor, to where he’s standing, looking absolutely delectable in just a t-shirt and that cute hat of his on.
His eyes spark with slight recognition as she approaches him. She crashes her lips into his before he even has the chance to say hello.
She’s half expecting him to push her off, but he doesn’t. He’s frozen for a second, shocked but then he kisses her back and what she meant as a small kiss turns into something a little more intense, as his tongue slips into her mouth and she can taste the beer off it. His hand grabs onto her hair behind her head and his back is fully against the wall. She faintly remembers the laughs of his friends, but she’s too lost.
When he pulls away, he’s laughing. “Hi.”
“Hey.” She gulps. “I’m Betty.”
“Nice to meet you, Betty.”
“You just went for it?” The scrunched up face of their teenage daughter is delightful.
Betty laughs softly. “I was very scared of what other consequence your aunt Cheryl might have for me.”
“And I, for one, appreciated that very much.” Jughead smirks at his wife, kissing her cheek.
Betty grins before turning back to their daughter. “Is that enough for your project, honey?”
“Yeah. You were a very brave woman, mom.” Their daughter laughs softly.
“Well, your dad is very hot.” She winks at her husband.
“Ew, no, that’s it, bye.”