BAD BOY JONES || JUGHEAD+BETTY //RIVERDALE

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[OML Jughead actually joined the serpents in Riverdale Season 1 finale. I'm shook]

B e t t y  c o o p e r

It takes all of one second. One second, in which he offers me a coke, one second in which I gaze at his lips too long, and I feel something stir deep inside me.

One second ago, he was acrossthe table, and the next, his lips are on mine.

Fire. Pure fire.

That is what I feel. I didnt know what I'd thought our first kiss would be like. What my first ever kiss with anybody would feel like.

But I wasnt expecting this. This seething passion. His hands frame my face, and before I know it, my hands are tangled in his hair, pulling slightly at those luscious locks.

I am so inexperienced at this, and he knows. He guides me, his lips capturing mine and moving in sync. My grip on his hair tightens and he moans into my mouth.

And my God, my God, I'm having thoughts that would've made me blush a few minutes ago.

We kiss till we run out of breath. He gently pulls away, cradling my face in his hands. His deep, steely eyes stare deep into my watery blue ones.

Is this right? Should I be doing this?

But then his lips are on mine again, and all I can think of is him, him, him.

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"You''re kidding, right? You didn't actually run into the woods behind your house, because your mom accidentally broke a toy?"

I struggle to control my laughter as Jughead struggles to keep a smile off his face too. We're still sitting in his patio, where he's telling a childhood story from when he was 7.

"What? Don't laugh!" He scolds me lightheartedly, laughing himself now. "I was only seven. And Mr. Todd wasn't just any toy, he was my favorite," he defends himself, as I laugh harder.

"So you, what, actually spend the night in the woods? Oh God, Jughead!" This is just too hilarious.

"Well," he scratches his chin adorably," that was my plan, but I kinda got bored after 15 minutes, tried to find my way back home, got lost, and fainted.The forest ranger found me the next morning."

"Oh my- God you, you!" I manage to say between fits of laughter. This story is just golden.

"Hey! You said you won't laugh!" He counters again, even though he himself can't stop smiling.

How can a frickin' gangster be so adorable.

j u g h e a d   j o n e s

This can't happen. No. I can't be developing feelings for her. I can't. She's just supposed to be a play toy.

Then why do I sense myself falling for her?

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