Betty slammed the door, sighing heavily before plopping down on the couch.
"Rough day?" Jughead asked, coming to sit beside her.
"The worst. My computer crashed and I lost my entire presentation! So naturally my boss got mad at me for missing my deadline. And, to top it all off, Tim totally stole my yogurt again!"
"Ughh that Tim is the worst!" Jughead joked, quickly stopping when he saw Betty's exasperated expression, "Sorry. Wrong time for jokes."
Betty let out a groan, placing her head in her hands. Jughead reached over and massaged her shoulders, trying to comfort her.
Suddenly, Jughead jumped up off the couch, startling Betty.
"What are you-"
"Stay right there!" Jughead's eyes lit up, "I have an idea."
Before Betty could say another word, Jughead ran out of the room and into the kitchen. Betty slumped back into the couch, closing her eyes and wishing the day away.
After about ten minutes, Jughead came back into the living room, grabbing Betty by the arms and pulling her to her feet. She allowed herself to be guided to the kitchen. When she entered, all of the lights were off, and their table was decorated with candles.
"Jughead, what is this?" Betty asked as Jughead pulled out a chair and prompted her to sit.
"This is dinner." Jughead smiled, uncorking a bottle of red wine and pouring Betty a glass. "Unfortunately, I had to put this together on short notice, so our main course tonight is reheated pizza. And for dessert we'll be having slightly freezer-burned ice cream."
Betty's eyes began to water, and Jughead quickly panicked.
"Is... is it bad? Should I have put music on? Would you have preferred a bath? Or a movie? Oh gosh, Bets, I'm sorry it was a stupid idea I was just trying to cheer you up I -"
While he was talking, Betty leaned over, grabbing him by the face and interrupting him with a kiss. "It's perfect Juggie. I love it."
"I love you." Jughead calmed, leaning in for another kiss. "I'm sorry you had such a rough day."
"I'd suffer through a million rough days if they all ended like this."
