Bughead Oneshots

I don't want you to see me this way

Things were finally starting to die down in our small town of Riverdale. Betty was just starting to relax and calm down after her dad, Hal, was revealed as the black hood. It was a slow process, but at least it was something. She had many sleepless nights, full of nightmares and his words running over and over again in her head. It almost became overwhelming, but she had people there for her. Things were finally starting to look up.

Jughead Jones was hurt. He was hurt but healing. There had been no recent conflict with any of the Ghoulies and the Serpents. Although most of them were still homeless, they were making their way through the Summer, with the help of Fred Andrews and his outstanding cooking skills. Jughead had his trailer, still standing perfectly on the ground of Sunny Side Trailer Park. He had his father and Archie and Betty, but he had somehow lost himself in the midst of his near-death experience with the Ghoulies.

Jughead didn't feel comfortable in his own skin anymore. He was still hurt. Hurt, but slowly and surely healing.

It started out as hating his scars. He wanted them to be covered at all times, either by a bandage or his clothing, although he doesn't need bandages anymore. Every time even one of his scars was out in the open, people would point and stare. Jughead felt vulnerable... almost naked... as if the people could see deep into his past by looking at one scar, forever embedded in his skin. He hated that feeling.

So he always covered up. Jughead hid his feelings as well as he hid his scars. Under layers upon layers.

Those layers turned into built up emotion. A way for him to get out how he really felt through all the wrong feelings. It was anger, sarcasm, sometimes sadness. His anxiety built up. He turned into a horrible moody teenage boy.

But when Betty was around, she seemed to lift the dark cloud off his head. He was whole again. He felt safe and accepted and loved. He was never mad or moody, he was happy, sweet, romantic. An amazing boyfriend all around. Betty loved Jughead with all her heart. Jughead loved Betty more than the world. They were each others. They were perfect.

So one night after a long talk on the phone with Betty, they made plans for her to spend the night while her mom is off with Polly. She seemed so excited to come over, they haven't really been alone in weeks. He was completely phased by the idea. Jughead didn't think anything of it. Besides, the night would be fun anyway.

He didn't think about his scars for one second.

Jughead could almost hear Betty's smile through the phone as she talked about their night that they would have together. She was so happy to have him all to herself. They would eat pizza and ice cream and munch on popcorn as they watched movies. They would talk for hours, about nothing and everything at the same time. The night was going to be perfect.

Jughead still didn't think about his scars. Not a single bad thought came to his mind throughout the day. Another reason why nothing could go wrong tonight. There was not a single problem for them to face. They would finally get to relax.

So when Jughead opened the door and saw Betty smiling wide, he couldn't help but give her his best smile back. "Hey there, Juliet," He said beaming, his voice quiet over the sound of the summer wind.

Betty responded with a quick kiss, making sure that he could taste the vanilla on her pink lips.

"What was that for?" Jughead asked.

She blushed back at him, "Just cause' I wanted to."

Their night started out just like that. Flirting and witty remarks filled their conversations over the table as they ate Pop's take out. They were so happy to finally get a break from all the chaos that orbited their lives in Riverdale. They just talked and acted like normal teenagers for once. This night, Betty could forget all about her dad and the problems he had caused. This night, Jughead could forget about the Ghoulies and Hiram Lodge. This night was going to be their night. And they would soak up every ounce of it. Together.