Bughead Oneshots // Compilation

"I haven't."

Song: "R U Mine" by Arctic Monkeys

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Trigger Warning: Sexual Content ahead.

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|| J. JONES ||

"Jug!"Archie had a wide grin on his face as he walked up to me, his backpack hanging from his shoulders. I shut my locker door, gulping softly before turning to face him, gracing him with a fake smile. I think I have an idea of what he's about to tell me—if he does say what I think he will, then I won't be surprised.

"Have you seen Betty?"

There it is, the four words I have been dreading to hear all day long. She didn't come to school—makes a lot of people suspicious, I know. I'd like to think that Betty is home alone, eating chicken soup to get rid of a fever she got the night before, but in reality, it's the complete opposite.

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"Hey, Juggie."

I stared at Betty Cooper in shock, blinking my eyes more than enough times to ensure myself that it really is her standing on my doorstep. She wore a pair of sweatpants hanging loosely around her hips and a pink jacket over her thin white top. Her hair was free from its usual tight ponytail, falling in waves just about an inch below her shoulders. Her face had no trace of makeup on, but she was beautiful, nonetheless.

Betty Cooper is the embodiment of beauty.

"Betts,"I breathed out, and in my mind I was trying to figure out why she came to my trailer at two in the morning. "What are you doing out here?"I asked, stepping aside to let her in, about to reach up to her shoulder and guide her into this dumpster I call a home but kept myself from doing so. Everyone knows that she's meant to be with Archie, my best friend since only God knows when, and the slightest of a touch between us could ignite something in me that's been waiting to come out for years.

"You do know it's two in the morning, right?"I asked, looking at her with a concerned expression, watching her wander off into my living room silently. That's all there has been between the two of us since we grew up. Along with Archie, we used to be the best of friends, but then middle school started, and then Archie finally decided it was time to man up and claim Betty as his. Betty started to drift away from me, focusing herself more on making her man happy and satisfied.

I'm afraid I was too late, but that's no one else's fault. I am the one to blame, for being such a chicken with confessing my love for Betty.

Forget it, even if I do confess to Betty now, she'd turn me down and hate me forever.

"I couldn't sleep."She finally replied, scanning the picture frames that hung on the wall of my living room closely, smiling at the old pictures we took when we were little. "Let me guess, worried about your man?"I spoke, walking over to the kitchen to pour her a glass of water. "Not quite."She plainly answered, tucking a strand of her hair behind her ears. As I walked back into the living room I handed her the glass, nodding after she muttered a small thanks. "What's Archie done this time to make you upset?"I asked, looking at her. "Upset?"Betty asked, sipping from the glass. "Do I look upset?"