Alphabet ≫ Jarchie

M is for Melee

Melee— a noisy and riotous fight

Warning: really cringey somewhat rough smut (compared to fluffy smut that I've written in other fics so idk what rough really is for some people lol like it's not bdsm rough but— you get it) cause getting out of my comfort zone and not taking things so seriously and all that 💕

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"Not sure why we're having this conversation. You'd much rather be with your little girlfriend!"

"Are you still on this? You're being childish!"

"I'm not the one who was staring at some girl's ass!" Jughead yelled, slamming the door to his apartment behind him.

"I wasn't! Stop being so in-se-fucking-cure!" Archie yelled back.

Jughead just scoffed and threw his jacket on the couch. "I'm not being insecure. I'm being mad because of your wandering eyes."

"I can't keep doing this with you," Archie said defeatedly, rolling his eyes and turning towards the door to go home to his own place.

"Me either! Glad we finally agree on something!"

"That's rich," Archie sneered. "I should've never told you I was bisexual because I knew you'd act like this. Everybody always acts like this when I tell them."

He always regretted telling his partners his sexuality. He'd been dating Jughead for a long time. It was his first serious relationship. Because he didn't want to mess it up, he kept this secret from him until about last week when he finally came out. Archie was shocked that Jughead didn't really seem to care.

"I'm not acting this way because you're bi. I don't give a fuck. I'm acting this way because your eyes were on everyone else but me! But I shouldn't really be surprised should I?" Jughead yelled louder, as if talking at a higher volume would make his argument seem like it garnered some new evidence.

"Were you accusing me of this before I told you I was bi?" Archie asked, raising an eyebrow because he knew he was right. Jughead just wanted to pick a fight and he wasn't sure why.

"I wasn't paying attention before but clearly I should have," Jughead huffed.

"See!" Archie said, rolling his eyes. He stepped towards his boyfriend and stared him down with a hard glare. "Because you don't trust me now. Me being bisexual makes you insecure. You're making yourself upset because you think you have competition. You're being stupid, irrational and typical," he spit.

"You're so damn full of yourself," Jughead laughed, but it was short and fake. "And comparing me to all the little bad choices you made before me is very flattering by the way."

"Most people are honored to be my 'little bad choices.' You, on the other hand, act like you're so much better than me. You're doing it right now," Archie pointed out, adding more fuel to the fire.

They were practically yelling into each other's faces now, too caught up in their argument to realize how loud they were being or how pointless it was.

Jughead looked at him in disbelief. "Really? Is that how you want me to act? Oh sweet Archie, I'm so so honored to be your boyfriend. It's a miracle that you decided to go out with little ol' me! I'm not worthy of your love or presence," he drawled sarcastically.