Hey guys, it's been a long time since I don't write a fanfic. Hope you like this one :) _
"Are you sure?" Jug asks me, once he notices my wince staring at the needle he was holding.
"Yes" I look up at him standing in front of me, but he raises his eyebrows with second thoughts. "Yes, Jughead. I am sure" I answer one more time.
Jug nods and pulls a chair to seat next to me. We argued into this a thousand times and I'm not giving up now that I finally convinced him that I want to be part of his world. His serpent world.
"Fine. But there's no way back" He says and I sigh, stretching my left leg over his, in a position that eases his view on my ankle.
"Right here" I show him and he takes a couple seconds to turn his eyes away from mine. He holds my foot with one hand and the tattoo machine with the other.
"Alright. If it hurts or you change you m-"
"Just do it"
Jug starts tattooing slowly, following the traces of the serpent he drew on it before. I know he is waiting to hear a moan or any sign of complaint, but I don't make any sound. It kind of burns but I expected the pain to be a lot worse.
A few minutes is passed till one of us say something. "Jug… Have you ever fallen in love? I mean, before…?" I ask, observing him.
He exhales deeply. "Of course I have, Betty" He replies, and before I can ask more about it, he continues "I fell in love with a couple books and a few stories"
Of course he wouldn't take this seriously…
"Jug…"
"No" He finally says and pulls out the needle of my skin before his eyes meet mine. "I'm a lonely weirdo, remember?"
"Not that lonely anymore" I give him a genuine smile that disappears pretty fast when he turns again and the needle meets my ankle. This time I let out a low moan.
"You're the first one, if that's what you wanted to know" he says with a sigh.
I feel a little guilty now. But once I said to him that I wanted to know all of him, and I really do.
"I wish I was your first too. The first person you fell in love with"
I take a second to understand what he means. "Jug… What I felt for Archie-ouch!"
"Sorry" he says "On bone it hurts more"
"What I felt for Archie wasn't love. I didn't know that by then, but I do now. I didn't even know love. You taught me that"
He remains expressionless, seeming to be focused on what he's doing. Or at least pretending to.
"You wanna know how I know that? Archie may be my best friend, but I would never join the serpents because of him" I say, and suddenly I don't feel the urge to pull my leg away from the needle anymore because the burning feeling somehow is not in my leg now. It's in my heart. "The weekend we spent together in the Lodge's house you said to me that my bedroom's window literally facing Archie's used to bother you. And that's true, he's always close to me, but Juggie… what you make me feel, even when you're far on the south side, it's not even a little close to what I used to feel with Archie next to me"
"Betty" he starts when the sound of the tattoo machine stops. He gently swipes his index finger where the tattoo is forming, wiping something. "Archie is not my third rail. Not anymore. I'm not insecure about-"
"I know, Jug. I just wanna make sure you know how I feel about you. And around you". The annoying noise starts again for a minute and then he puts the machine aside, wiping my ankle one more time.
His expression is so serious that I start to prepare myself to what comes next.
"So… You are my first one too…" I finish, lowering my head and letting my voice die in the air.
Another half minute slowly passes and he stops whatever he was doing now, and I can tell by his voice that he finally looks at me. "It's done". I look up just to give him a brief light smile in thank, and I low my gaze again to my hands, sighing.
I feel him touching my ankle gently, tracing the tint with his fingers. I look up to observe and I watch while he places a kiss just there. Jug pulls his chair even closer to mine and rests his arm on my leg standing on his lap. His body is turned to mine now, and his eyes locked to mine.
"Betty, I think that… I don't care if I'm the first one you fell in love with…"
His words hit me in the guts like a punch. I don't know exactly what he meant, but I look away because if I keep facing him now, he may watch all the repression that the perfect girl has suffered all these years drop in tears through my eyes. Every feeling of not being enough, and always trying to give the best to please everyone and be good at everything…
"…I only care if I'm the last one"
I look at him and a tear betrays me, going down my cheek.
"I love you, Betty Cooper" he smiles with such a love that it makes my heart starts burning again. Barely he knows that every time I hear those three little words coming from his mouth, a broken piece of me is fixed.
Jughead kisses me swiftly and softly, his forehead resting on mine when the kiss ends. "And yes Betty, I'm not lonely anymore" he whispers with his rusky voice. "It's official now, are you ready to be a serpent?"
"I know I'm ready to be in your world"
"Oh, you've always been, Juliet"
So what do you think? Please let me know, it's very important to me. Maybe if it's good enough I can write more one-shots or a story?
Sorry by my bad english btw, feel free to correct me.