Bughead OneShots (Smut/Fluff)

Reunion Party (Fluff)

"I don't like it here, Juggie.".
I grimaced at the nickname, the noise around making both of us increasingly more uncomfortable. However, it wasn't a night I was willing to miss. There weren't many people I was still on particularly good terms with in high school, but that didn't mean I couldn't have fun. Who knows, I thought. I might've ended up regretting it if I didn't come.
"I know, Jess, but this really means a lot to me.", I reminded her for the tenth time that evening. "Besides, I went to your high school reunion last uncomplainingly regardless of the fact that I despised it. Don't you think you owe me this, babe?". I smiled sweetly at her as an attempt to sway her, but was only met with a scowl in response.
"Fine, but this better be worth my time.". She unlinked her arms from around mine, folding them over her chest to display her dismay. "Jess, I literally just- you know what? Never mind. It's not like anything I could say would change your attitude anyways.".
"A drink afterwards might... Maybe some actual action tonight when we go back home instead of you working on that pointless novel of yours?". Her tone rang cheery and sweeter than sugar regardless of the message. She had a tendency to complain in a sweet manner in hopes that she'll get her way.
I had a tendency to give in to that ridiculous behavior. I found it much easier to cave rather than fight endless battles with her that she would twist in a way that would automatically make her win anyways. I really wasn't in the mood for touching up on any of the sort, so I ultimately decided to blatantly ignore her statement, which was followed by a scoff from her, though she couldn't seem to think of a snarky enough retaliation to my silence before I'd run into a former friend.
"Veronica! Oh my God!", I exclaimed as I threw my arms around her, her doing the same with a smile and a gasp. "Jughead Jones! I didn't expect you tonight... You've never been one for parties.". Her hands clasped my forearms, pulling away to take a solid look at me, both eyebrows raised. "Damn, someone grew up! I didn't think you could glow up any more than you did. Then again, you never know what life has in store for you!", she observed, giggling at the end of her statement, but not awkwardly.
I, however, couldn't help but do exactly that. My face flushed, but not because I had any feelings. I just hadn't had a compliment like that in a while. "You don't look bad yourself, Veronica. Everything going well in your life?".
She sighed heavily, biting her lip and shaking her head dismissively. "It's been tolerable. Haven't had much luck in the love department since... well, you know. I can see you've been doing alright in regards to that, though! Who might this be?", she inquired, extending a hand out to Jessica, who still stood grouchily beside me, tapping her foot aggressively to draw attention to her displeasure.
"Jessica.", she introduced herself plainly. "What is she talking about, Jughead? What happened?". She didn't seem bothered by how intrusive she'd chosen to be. A smirk replaced her glower, seemingly pleased that she'd finally gain some information about my past, something she might've actually found interesting.
As I opened my mouth to blurt some half-witted make-up answer to her question, it ended up falling limp. Her blonde hair —organized in tidy curls— caught my eye before my eyes latched onto her silky pink gown that flowed to the ground, all coming together with the glass of champagne she grasped in her hand. Her eyes wandered, emotionless and glazed over as she searched around the room, apparently not locating what she'd been hoping to find.
Strangely enough, a fraction of my soul hoped that she'd been searching for me.
"You have a girlfriend, Jughead. Stop it.", I murmured, slamming my hand to my mouth as soon as I realized that had been said aloud rather than in my head. Thankfully, Jessica hadn't seemed to hear or notice. Her eyes, too, were glued to Betty Cooper, and I watched her redden with justified jealousy. I'd forgotten how gorgeous Betty was. It didn't justify her cheating on me whatsoever, but I can't deny a universally known fact.
Before I'd realized what I was doing, I found myself excusing myself, and I began walking away as Jessica shouted angrily from behind me, demanding that I come back within ten minutes. Not a chance. I wanted to turn around and just forget that I'd seen her to begin with, but there was no stopping my legs once they were already walking over to her with great haste.
Within mere moments I was standing behind her, ever sensible bone in my body telling me to run back before I did something I'd regret. My mind questioned me if there was really anything that I could possibly regret in the first place. That could've been argued either way, but Betty had whirled around before I'd even begun that internal debate.
"J-Jughead? Y-You actually came... I'm surprised.", she stammered, taking a few precautionary steps back as to not place herself into further trouble with her conscience.
"And why's that, Betty?", I retorted coldly. "Because I'm not a party person? Well, I hate to break it to you, but I do have other friends here. Would you like a list? There's Veronica, your ex-best friend, Sweet pea, Fangs, Kevin, Toni, Cheryl, your own cousin, and even Reggie! There are others, too, like-".
"Jughead, I'm so sorry. I told you the same thing seven years ago, and I'm not expecting you to ever forgive me, but I never have and never will forgive myself for the pain I inflicted of everyone. I was stupid and I was hurt-".
I groaned, rubbing my hands over my eyes in frustration. "We're not rehashing this out here, Betty. To be honest, I don't even know why I came over here. I want to have a good night with my girlfriend and my real friends, so if you'll excuse me, I'll be going.". With that, I swiveled around on my heels, strutting off in the opposite direction with a conflicted expression written plainly on my face.
She didn't need to see it to know it was there.
"Maybe you came for the same reason I did... I know why you came over to me, Juggie.".
Maybe it was her angelic voice when she called me that.
I spun back around, appearing back in front of her within seconds. Suddenly, my hands were cupping her cheeks, my lips already smashed into hers before her tongue slid forcefully into mine. My hands found her back, pulling her closer to me as I leaned her backwards to deepen the kiss.
I'd missed those kisses. I'd missed her kisses. I'd missed the kisses of the girl who actually loved me for who I was. They felt real. That one felt real. I felt as if I was back to normal again.
"Let's... go back... to your place.", I mumbled against her lips in between kisses, and I felt her grin against mine with a soft moan. "D-Don't stop kissing me, Juggie.", she responded, her hands gripping the back of my neck firmly.
"Jughead!? What- What the hell? What is the meaning of this?". Jessica's shrill of a voice, which couldn't compare to the sing-song-ish characteristic of Betty's, failed to break us apart. I released her lips for the briefest of moments, my forehead still connected with hers. I couldn't even be bother to turn my head to look at her.
"We're over, Jessica. Go to my place and pack your things. Be out by morning.".