When Betty finds out Archie likes her, who will she choose? Archie or Jughead? (Ft jealous Archie & Jug)💋
It was just a hand. Just a simple hand on a simple limb. But it wasn't that simple, was it? Archie Andrews' hand stroked up and down Betty Cooper's arm like it was the only thing he had ever worshipped. He stared at her like she was the only thing in the room. Like she was beautiful. And she was. But that was Jughead's job, and it made him feel sick to watch the red-haired boy fondling Jughead's perfect girlfriend.
"It's so soft." Archie smiled, running his hand up and down Betty's pink sweater. The simple motion made Jughead's stomach churn as he watched the two from across the lunch table. What was he doing sitting in his seat anyway? Granted they didn't write their names on each bench or anything, but there was a definite unspoken rule that Jughead sat next to Betty, and Archie sat with whoever else they were with. But earlier when Jughead had attempted to sit next to the blonde, Archie somehow raced past him and sat there instead. What the hell?
Betty giggled as Archie felt the sweater, his rub tickling her skin underneath the material. Her eye caught Jughead staring at the two, a cold look on his face, focused on the contacting limbs. She could sense he was uncomfortable, or even angry at something, but she wasn't quite sure what.
"Wanna feel, Jug?" The oblivious blonde asked, pulling her arm away from Archie and holding it towards Jughead. In return he just stared at it, before looking to Archie.
"No thanks, I've felt it many times before." He stated, staring into Archie's eyes rather than Betty's, both boy's faces looking territorial over something. However, Betty seemed confused and a look of hurt flashed over her face at her boyfriend's bluntness.
"Okay..." she spoke, frowning at the two and debating in her mind whether or not she was going to bring up the elephant in the room. She decided against it, continuing to chat to Archie for the rest of lunch and popping carrot sticks into her mouth.
The rest of the day seemed normal to Betty. This wasn't the case for Jughead. He couldn't help but notice the small touches or glances that Archie would give Betty whenever he had the chance. What the hell was this guy's problem? He rejected Betty, and now that she was with someone he decides to try fuck her relationship up? Who does he think he is? That's all that Jughead could think, the thoughts flying around his mind.
If he wasn't riled up enough, he soon would be as Archie invited himself to Betty and Jughead's Pop's date after school. It was a Friday, which meant that was their day for Pop's. Alone. Well, if Archie wasn't going to respect that then Jughead had no problem making his point.
He grabbed Betty's hand and pulled her in front of Archie so the red-headed boy was walking behind like an obvious third wheel. Jughead spent the entire time whispering funny things in her ear at an attempt to make her laugh, which succeeded. And he ignored the clenching of Archie's jaw behind him. Betty was Jughead's girl, not Archie's.
When they got to Pop's, Jughead was determined to slide in next to Betty before Archie. A plan which failed when Betty offered to order at the counter for everyone, meaning it was her choice who she sat with.
As Jughead and Archie stared each other down, opposite sides, Jughead began to doubt himself. Sure it was just a seat, but it seemed more than that to both of them. Betty had said she loved Archie before he rejected her, and he certainly wasn't rejecting her now. What if she wanted to get back with him and leave Jughead?
