If I Could ; a Jeronica Story

Hiking

"Good Morning, I hope you're a morning person because we are going hiking" Jughead throws a hoodie and some black leggings at me and continues brushing his teeth

"Ugh - since when do you make decisions around here" I mumble under my breath as I stretch and stand up

I quickly change my clothes while he's still in the bathroom and throw my hair into a ponytail. I then proceed to put on my White Nike Air Forces and a similar shade of white cap. The bathroom door closes and out comes Jughead in his 'hiking outfit' with a slight smirk on his face, looking me up and down.

"Yeah no - I'm doing this for exercise not so you can stare at me ok?" I point my finger at him

"Ok don't attack me" he smirks as he puts his hands up in the air by his side

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"Let's go hiking!" He drags out the 'g' when he speaks

I roll my eyes at him shaking my head, we then begin to walk up the start of the trail. It was kind of awkward at first because I'm a fair bit shorter than him meaning he can take longer strides when he walk therefore he gets further faster. Eventually we found a pace that suited the both of us and it felt more natural and peaceful.

"So.. you go hiking often?" I break the silence

"Kinda" he looks at me with hands in his pockets " It was a way for me to escape from my family when I was younger, i guess it stuck with me throughout the years"

"Oh. I'm sorry" I look up at him, still walking

"We don't choose what family we are born into" he shrugs "How about you, go hiking much?"

"God no, these hills are killing me" I sigh dramatically

We continue walking, well at least I thought we did. I spun around slowly, Jughead was nowhere to be seen. Clouds were starting to roll in and we were half up the trail, I doubt he would have went back without telling me.

"Jughead..?!" I slightly start to panic, where could he have went in such a short time?

Did something happen to him? Oh my god, he could have fallen off of the side and I didn't even hear. My eyes begin to fill up with tears and I crouch down on the ground not knowing what to do. Jughead was my bestfriend, my enemy, and now we were regaining our friendship. What if I never see him again..? I bring my knees up to my face and sob into them. I hear footsteps from behind and arms wrap around me, I flinch slightly.

"Hey - what's wrong?" He pulls my head up from my knees, revealing the tears rolling down my cheeks

"I thought you died.." I get up, wiping myself off, slightly embarrassed "We should head back now"

"Veronica Lodge was crying because she thought I died" he smirks "Veronica Lodge was worried about her arch enemy Jughead Jones"

"Piss off" I fold my arms, looking at the round as we walk

A rain drop lands on my shoulder.

"Perfect, The clouds are crying" I sigh "Looks like I'm not the only one crying on this hike"

"Hold on tight Veronica, this is going to be a bumpy and slippery ride" he scoops me up, placing me on his back and wrapping my arms around him

He runs down the hiking trail as we get rained on, this is quite an eventful trip. He almost trips several of times which makes me let out a giggle, each time I see him slightly grin at the laughter I send.

By the time we get down there I'm soaking wet and he was barely touched by the water, ah smart tactic using me as his umbrella. I shiver as I climb into the car, he goes to close my door for me when he notices me cold.

"Here wear this" He takes off his jacket and puts it over me, leaving him in just a T-shirt

"Thanks" I smile at him

He goes to close my door again but hesitates once more when he notices something else.

"Ron, your bleeding" he bends down a bit to look at my ankle

I look down where he's holding and see quite a bit of blood, I honestly didn't even realise. Must have happened when I had my little meltdown on the trail when Jughead wandered off. He grabs a tissue out of the car and begins to wipe off the blood, it stings as he cleans the cut. He notices me flinching each time he touches it and rubs my leg soothingly.

That was a weird thing for him to do, but I didn't make a big deal out of it. It was kind of nice.. um but weird. I watch him as he grabs a small case which I assume is a first aid kid, he takes a bandage or from it and starts wrapping the cut with it.

"You sure know how to treat a wound huh" I say impressed while he continues wrapping my ankle

"You learn a thing or two being in a gang" he looks up at me and pauses for a little while but then continues what he was doing

He eventually finishes and I thank him, we then drive off as the rain gets heavier.

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We head inside the Pembrooke and sit on the couch watching television, eating snacks and occasionally chatting front time to time.

"Thanks for today Jughead - It was great despite everything else" I smile at him

"Anytime" he smiles back

We stare at each other for an eternity, I become lost in his eyes and he appears to do the same with mine, I don't know what was happening or what we were thinking but it didn't matter at the time.

"Kettles done" he jumps up from the couch and walks into the kitchen

I sigh and cringe at the thought of what just happened. How far were we willing to go if it weren't for that kettle. Jughead doesn't feel that way about me anymore, and I don't with him. We are friends sort of, and that's all we are.