Type: angst,fluff
TW: abuse,panic attacks ect.
It was 1am. And Jughead Jones was trying to avoid his drunk and angry father by sitting quietly in the corner on the living room. He's been sitting there for 3 hours. No talking,no moving, nothing. He wanted to go into his room but considering his father was right in front of him he wasn't sure if it was a good idea. He did it anyway. He quickly got up and tried to walks past him but he was tripped.
"Where do you think you're going?" "Just to the bedroom" "no,your staying with me *hiccup* got it?!" "Y-Yeah" "and quit it with the stuttering it's annoying and makes you look like a baby. Are you a baby?" "No" he says. He begins to stand up but is quickly booted back down to the floor by his father.
"Ow! I didn't do anything!" "Don't raise you voice at me!!" "Your raising your voice!" He shouts back. FP kicks him in the face then smashes the bottle over the boys head causing him to black out for a moment. His vision kept going from full black to blurry. Once that had stopped a ton of pain hit him. He couldn't feel his hand properly,his chest was killing him,blood was dripping out of his mouth and trickling down his head. He had no idea where FP went but this was his only chance to run. He didn't want to be there anymore. So he got on his hands and knees then built up the strength to push himself off the floor and grab onto the front door handle. He quickly opened it then slowly closed the door. It was winter and there was ice and snow everywhere so he couldn't take his bike. Not in weather like this. His phone was dead so he couldn't call anyone. The only person he could think of was Archie..his crush..also his best friend. Fred was out of town so it would just be him,but what would he say to him? What if he doesn't even let me stay.
"Just my fucking luck" he says to himself. He begins to walk through the southside.
-with Archie-
Archie POV:
I sit up out of bed to three knocks at the door. Vegas started barking so I couldn't go back to sleep without answering it. So I put on a pair of grey sweatpants then went downstairs. "Hey calm down Vegas" I say stroking him on the head. I go over to the door,hesitating to open it, I mean it's 1:30am who would possibly be at my door?Anyway. I open the door and there he was. Jughead Jones,also known as my best friend and crush. Covered in blood,he looked freezing. And before I could even say anything he passed out. He just fell straight into my arms. I close the door with my foot and pick him up bridal style. And holy shit he was cold. It felt like he had just been into sweet water river for an hour. did he really walk all the way from his trailer to here in a snow storm with just a tank top and a pair of jeans on?!
I take him upstairs into my bedroom and lay him on my bed. Vegas joins him on the bed since he knew who Jughead was. They were like best friends and I could tell Vegas was worried so he sat on the end of the bed like some sort of protector. I put a blanket over him before I went downstairs and decided to make hot chocolate,so when he woke up he wouldn't be so cold. While I was down there I also got some non alcoholic wipes and cotton balls so I could clean his cuts along with some bandages.
I take it all upstairs and he still isn't awake. I set down the hot chocolate on the table next to my bed then sit next to him. I tip the bottle upside down onto the cotton then press it against his head. I do the same with the rest of his cuts but I was really concerned about his hand. It was all swollen and looked broken. While bandaging his hand he was slowly waking up,he seemed pretty calm,
and then he he saw me and sat up and pushed himself away on the bed.
"Jug it's okay,it's me" I say putting my hand on his shoulder. I then move it up to his face but he flinched away. "Jug I'm not gonna hurt you"
Vegas jumps back on the bed and lays down on his lap
"h-hey boy" he stutters. He strokes Vegas with his left hand then looks back up at me. "What's going on?" He asks "you tell me?! You passed out in my arms and your covered in blood!" "Please don't shout.." he says quietly with tears forming in his eyes. I look at him for a moment trying to figure out what could've happened.
"Is this your dad? Did he do this?" He doesn't answer and just looks down. "Oh juggie" i hug him gently and he doesn't hug back which I don't really blame him for,he's probably terrified. I let go of the hug and look at him with a few tears running down my face. "P-Please don't cr-cry Arch"
"did he hurt anywhere else?" "I don't really know..I was blacked out the whole time,I just remember him smashing the bottle against my head and then it all went black"
"I'm so sorry jug, you know you can stay here for as long as you want" he shakes his head and looks back down to continue stroking Vegas. "What do you mean no? You can't go back there"
"W-what if he comes here and hurts you o-or Vegas..I can't do that to you"
"I promise you he won't okay,vegas will protect you. Right boy?" I say patting Vegas making Jughead smile.
"You promise it's okay? I don't wanna be trouble to you or your dad" "jug,your my best friend and my dad won't be back for 2 weeks. You can stay for however long you want"
"thanks Archie" he smiles again "plus Vegas won't get bored. I think he's more of your friend than I am" I laughs "also,there's a good chance your hand is sprained" "great,thank god you know what your doing because I don't" "is anywhere else hurting?" "My ribs and my head but that's it" "can I look?" "Mhm" Jughead lifts up the tank top revealing multiple bruises "is it bad?" He asks
"..I think you've broken a rib" "fuck.." "luckily it isn't bad bad and as long as it hasn't punctured your lungs then I can rap you up to keep it still and it should heal on its own" "thanks.."
3rd person pov:
-after archie had found more bandages he wrapped them around Jugheads ribs-
"Is that too tight?" He asks "no,it's okay" as archie was tying the bandage so it would keep his place Jughead couldn't get his eyes off of him. He just wanted to let Archie know how much he loved him even if he didn't feel the same way. Archie caught Jughead staring and looked up at him smiling a bit confused "what?" Jughead leaned forward slowly and connected their lips. Archie was freaking out thinking that there was no way Jughead was kissing him. Archie put his hand on his jaw to deepen the kiss in a way to tell Jughead not to stop. It lasted at least 20 seconds before they pulled away and smiled at each other "there is no way that just happened" Archie said to himself "I really hope this isn't a dream but if it is I never wanna wake up" Jughead laughs. Archie couldn't speak, he was shocked that Jughead kissed him "are you okay?"
"I-I'm just trying to process what happened.."
"you don't have to have the same feelings I just-" "what,no. You've been my crush since we were kids. I have the same feelings I'm just..im confused as to why...you kissed me" "well..I've liked you for a while...I just waited because I wanted to make sure I knew my sexuality" "yeah..that makes sense..you might just need to give me time to recover" Jughead laughed at how much he was blushing "can we do it again?" Archie asks making Jughead smile and Nod. They once again connected their lips slowly moving their mouths in sync. Once they break away both of them were blushing heavily.
"Uhm..your heads bleeding again" Archie says.
"Oh god" Jughead places his hand on the wound as Archie gets the wipes. He wipes off the blood and puts on a plaster.
"There you go"
"What now?"
"Do you want a new shirt?"
"Please"
Archie got him a shirt to put on before Archie lays down on the bed allowing Jughead to put his head on his chest. Archie lightly wrapped his arms around the boy who was still cold but warmer that before.
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I swear to you I'm writing new chapters okay! Just be patient.
Also don't hate On the title, vegas is a true protector
(rip😢)
