Betty lay on her bed, chewing at the end of her pencil, finishing her history essay. Her phone buzzed and she picked it up.

'Hey, wanna meet up at Pop's later?

-Jughead'

Betty smiled.

'What's wrong with now?'

'Nothing, ten minutes?'

'Sure'

Betty's eyes scanned the booths and locked on the one with a dark haired boy wearing a beanie hat, on a laptop. Jughead glanced up and smiled as soon as her saw Betty approaching him.

"Hey," she said, sliding in next to him.

"Hey." He closed down his laptop. "How are you?"

"Okay," she hesitated, "Things at home aren't great. Everyones just smiling, acting normal and perfect, like the last few months never even happened."

"Well, I'm sorta glad they did." He smiled staring the amazing girl sitting beside him.

She looked into his eyes, and instantly relaxed. "Me too."

"Juggie?"

Betty cowered in the doorway watching her boyfriend put on the Southside serpent jacket, and become one of them. Seeing him like that sent a shiver down her spine.

Jughead looked at his girlfriend realising what he had just done. He turned back to the den of terrifying serpents who stood in front of him and gave them a nod. The leader gave a nod back, and they walked off into the darkness of the night.

He went back inside and took off the jacket. He looked at Betty as she stared into her boyfriends eyes.

"Betty…"

"Are you joining the Southside Serpents?" She inquired, refusing to beat around the bush.

"I…"

Betty was biting at her lip nervously. "When you put on that jacket Juggie…."

"I couldn't exactly refuse then there were like ten biker dudes at my door!," Jughead exclaimed.

"Juggie… it fit you like a glove"

Jughead frowned looking at Betty, his eyes full of sorrow. He felt like he was being torn in to pieces. Part of him wanted to reassure Betty that he wasn't a Serpent, but another loved that jacket, and longed to fit in somewhere with the Serpents, like his dad. But right now, all of him wanted to hold Betty, and forget the. for a while, that the last few minutes never happened.

"What do I do?"

Betty stared at Jughead

"I.. I don't know…"

Five minutes later, they sat in silent eating some toast. Betty shifted slightly in her tight, pink top and blue skirt.

"I think there's some stuff in the closet you can wear, if your a bit uncomfortable. Betty smiled slightly, as Jughead rose from his seat.

Betty smiled to herself. No matter what, even if he joined the serpents, even if he moved to the Southside, Betty knew that Jughead would always be Jughead, and that they would always love each other, and always put eachother first. They could survive this.

A couple of minutes later, Jughead returned with some neatly folded clothes in hand.

"I think my mom left them here," he explained, handing them to her. She smiled and took the clothes, and walked into the bathroom, and shut the door. She paused dropping the clothes, and stepped back out. Juggie glanced up at her in surprise.

"Wh…" he began. Betty stepped forward and cut him off with a kiss. It was gentle, and sweet. Jughead felt like he could stand there for the rest of his life, but then the dynamic changed. The gentle sweetness was gone, and between them the kiss was full of passion and heat.

They stumbled backwards towards the bedroom. She giggled as she fell back on the bed, not expecting it to be there. Jughead smiled as he moved forward.

"Betty…are you sure…?" He hated himself for asking, not wanting to pause even for a second. Betty nodded as she backed up on the bed. Jughead crawled forward, unable to stop himself, but definitely not wanting to. She tugged at the bottom of his gray jumper. He took control, and lifted it over his head in a second. Betty nibbled her bottom lip nervously. Jughead moved towards her, his lips connecting with hers and all her nerves fell away. She wanted this. She wanted him…, and as their bodies fell together, she wanted nothing more in the world.

—

The next morning, Betty jumped as familiar hands covered her eyes.

"Guess who?"

Betty laughed, spun round and kissed her captor.

"Why I go now please? They're gonna burn!"

Jughead looked over at the pancakes, cooking on the old pan.

"I didn't know you could cook!"

Betty giggled. "Who did you think baked all of those cookies for the sale last year?"

"That was you! There were hundreds of cookies there Betts…"

"It was for a good cause!"

"A new school printer?"

"For the blue and gold!"

Jughead smiled at her. How the hell had he managed to someone this amazing?

Betty noticed him staring. "What?" She asked her face filling with concern.

"You." Replied Jughead as he kissed her on the lips. She blushed.

"Set the table will you, they'll be done soon."

Jughead sighed, and walked two steps away to the was two steps to far to be, from the girl he loved so much.