I guess this kinda reminds me of Mondler, but that was not my intention
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"Jug? Where are we meeting up tonight?" Betty said, biting her lip to keep her grin from cutting her face in half.
"Hi, Betts. I was thinking my place maybe? Archie is out with another one of his girls to fuck, and I specifically told him not to bring them here today" he sighed through the phone.
When they'd turned 22 and finished college, Archie and Jughead had found a small apartment complex with a reasonable monthly rent price, and tipped Betty and Veronica off about it, which lead to their apartments being literally over the hall from one another.
After a couple of months, Betty and Jughead developed a secret relationship. Or really, they were more like friends with benefits. It all started when they got drunk and ended up in bed together. It was the best night they'd had in forever and they had both praised each other in the aftermath. They kissed quite often now, goodnight kisses, good morning kisses, goodbye kisses, all the goods. (lmao)
Whenever Betty was with Jughead she felt like she could breathe. Her mother had always made her feel suffocated, but with Jughead around she felt like a gust of fresh air surrounded them at all times.
"Okay, I'll be there at 8?"
"Yes. I can't wait to see you, bubs, you've been gone all week" He pouted.
"I'm sorry. But we get all evening tonight" she giggled.
He groaned, "I gotta go, I'll see you tonight"
"I can't wait" and then she hung up.
*
"Hi, B, we're going over to the boys at around 7:30 tonight. No need to dress up though, we're just eating" Veronica said as she entered her and Betty's shared apartment.
"What? But I kinda have plans..." she trailed off.
"Cancel them," Veronica shrugged, toeing off her shoes. Betty didn't like it when people wore shoes inside the apartment, which was fine to Veronica, because it meant less cleaning.
"Who do you have plans with?" Veronica stopped suddenly, looking over at Betty, expecting an answer.
Betty was flustered, "um, I-I guess it doesn't matter anymore, does it" She stuttered.
Veronica gave her a side-eye as she walked into her room to change out of her work clothes.
Veronica Lodge grew up in an extremely wealthy family, and therefore she didn't really need to work. But, she enjoyed her job thoroughly as a fashion designer, and continued regardless her parents' objections.
"Are we at least having take-out?" Betty shouted after her, "I don't think I can deal with Archie's cooking after last time!"
Said last time had resulted in very burnt food, and a whiny Archie. Jughead had been grumpy all night, complaining about going to bed on an empty stomach. And so after everyone else had gone to bed, Betty drove and bought them a pizza, which they ate in his bedroom, which turned into several beers, that turned into lazy makeouts, and waking up in Jughead's bed, limbs intertwined, the next morning.
"I think so, or Jughead's cooking!" Veronica shouted back from behind closed doors.
"Jughead?" Betty muttered then.
She quickly looked at her phone for the time, it was 4:05pm so archie was still down at the bar bartending, his shift ending at 6:30pm.
"I'm just going grocery shopping, V, be back later!" She said, before rushing out the door, no jacket and no shoes.
