Hello again! What? Another one so quickly!? Let's just say inspiration struck and I couldn't get the words on the page fast enough. I did a very extremely basic edit of this so I hope it's still ok. I was just so excited about it that I wanted to post it as soon as possible lol. Please let me know if you see any grammatical errors or anything like that.

This is another prompt from Siennese. Jughead has noticed Betty acting weird lately and he's not sure how to approach her about it. Veronica and Archie are also in this story!

He had been itching to talk to her. The problem wasn't exactly the what, but more so the how. He wasn't sure how to broach the subject, since it technically wasn't even a problem. It was just something that he noticed. He's not even sure that if it wasn't for all the sleuthing they had done together, he wouldn't even have caught it himself. But they did, he noticed, and now it was killing him.

The question was eating at himself and he was having a hard time trying to concentrate whether or not she was around. He decided to put himself out of his misery and go to Archie and Veronica for help. Archie because that's his own best pal, and also a great friend to Betty, and Ronnie probably understood the things that he and Archie could never understand about about women. They were his best bet, and while Veronica wasn't known for her ability to keep a secret, he felt that when it came to Betty she wouldn't be one to gossip. That's how he found himself at Pop's with the aforementioned duo while Betty was busy with Polly at some doctor's appointment.

"Hey Jug, what's going on? You said you needed to talk about something?"

"Yes, Juggiekins, out with it. This secrecy thing is more you and Betty's thing."

He sighed deeply, running his hands through his hair, obviously torn with the information he held and how to move forward with said information. The dynamic duo joined him at their usual table, concern and fear marring their usually happy faces.

"Jug, what is it? You said it's about Betty…" Archie began slowly, unsure of what was going to be said and how bad it could have been. He didn't want to see either of his closest friends hurt and the anticipation was killing him.

"It's...nothing bad…" and the other two sighed in relief, "but it's weird and now that I've noticed it, I can't seem to unsee it."

"Oh Juggiekins, it's perfectly normal to have these kinds of feelings about Betty. You guys have known each other for ages, so it's only natural that due to the nature of your relationship that you would start harboring….more intense feelings for her."

"Yea Jug, she's a great girl. Don't worry about it, I'm sure she feels the same way you do." Archie added cheerfully with a pat to his shoulder.

Jughead looked at the two teens in front of him, slack-jawed and at a complete loss for words.

"What the hell are you guys talking about!? I didn't want to talk to you guys about...THAT! Jesus, what is this an after school special?" he eventually blurted out as his face reddened at their insinuation.

The other two teens widened their eyes, almost in unison, and profusely apologized for their suggestion.

"Geez, no, I'm not worried about that thank you very much." he grumbled bitterly as he turned away from them. "There's something else completely not sexual related."

Archie just laughed off the awkwardness as he always does. "Alright then, what is it? You look pretty hung up on whatever it is."

"It just...I don't even think it's a problem! It's just so weird."

"Spit it out Jones, what's got you all worked up?" Veronica snapped, her New York City attitude obviously not wanting to waste any more time than necessary.

"Okay," he conceded as he leaned forward towards the pair and they followed suit, "I noticed a little while ago that every time we...kiss" - he said it in a whisper as if it were some kind of secret - "she gets some kind of epiphany."

The other two teens leaned back in their seat and stared at him like he had grown another head.

"I'm sorry, I'm not really understanding this. What do you mean an epiphany?" Veronica questioned.

"Look, every time she seems to be stuck on something, whether it's homework, an article, the inner workings of her mom's twisted mind, or even when we were on Jason's murder case, whenever she was stuck she would kiss me and then it's like the light turns on and she's back at whatever she was doing."

"I...don't get it Jug..."

He sighed again, this time in frustration, as he realized he wasn't going to get anywhere with these two.

"Give us an example." Veronica requested.

"Well right after our first kiss, she just said 'the car!' and went off on some tangent about her sister talking about Jason's car. Which we found immediately after. And just last week we were writing an article for the Blue Gold and she was stuck on a word, so she just walked up and kissed me and then she finished writing the article like 10 minutes later!"

He groaned briefly and continued with his explanation. "It's not exactly a problem, but it feels weird...like I'm being used to clear her mind or something. I know she's not doing it on purpose, but it's driving me up a wall!" He finished completely exasperated. Veronica just laughed at his misery and he let his head crash onto the table.

"Oh Juggiekins, that is just so sickeningly adorable. Just talk to her about it. I'm sure it's like you said and she doesn't even realize what she's doing. Maybe in her subconscious mind she figured out the little puzzle and just gets pulled to you whenever she needs to clear her head."

"But I don't want to make her feel weird or guilty about it. I mean, I don't exactly have a problem with it either? I think? I don't know it's just weird! Why am I the only one who has noticed this!?"

"Probably because you guys only get lovey dovey on your own time." His best friend chuckled as he wiggled his eyebrows smugly.

"Look, regardless of whether or not it's a problem, it's obviously affecting you in some kind of way. So sack up and just talk to her about it. It's not like you guys have ever had communication problems before, why would you want that to start now?"

He thought about what Veronica said and it unfortunately made complete sense. Her answer was so simple and obvious, but he still couldn't get the nerve to talk to Betty about her unique habit.

"Just relax man," Archie reached over the table to put his hand on Jughead's shoulder, "you know Betty better than any of us. Just chill out and talk to her about it."

With a frustrated groan, he bowed his head down in defeat and realized he just had to bite the bullet and have this incredibly weird conversation with the blonde beauty.

"Yea alright. Thanks for the pep talk" he muttered dryly as he stood.

"You got this man! Don't stress it!" he heard his best friend cheer.

"That has got to be the sweetest and weirdest thing I've ever heard" Veronica said conspiratorially to her red-headed friend.

"You're telling me, man I was so worried at first! I thought he was thinking about ending it or something."

Veronica simply hummed in agreement as she watched the moody teen leave the restaurant.

Jughead was sweating as he stood at the Blue Gold office doors. After his talk with Archie and Veronica the day before, he decided that he would wait until today, when they would be alone working on the paper, to confront Betty about her weird habit.

"What'cha doing?" he heard said blonde ask innocently as he yelped in surprise, nearly jumping out of his skin.

She looked at him and bit her lower lip to contain her laughter. "What's got you all jumpy?" she asked.

"Ahh...nothing you just surprised me. I thought you were already inside" He said calmly as he could with his heart nearly jumping out of his chest.

"If you say so, well let's go, the paper's not going to write itself~"

A tight-lipped smile was the best he could muster in response as he followed her into the office.

They had been working on their articles for about an hour, but he was making absolutely no progress. His mind was working on all the possibilities and outcomes of their conversation. How to start, how it could end, what she would think, how he would feel. He could be getting worked up over nothing, but the anxiety was killing him.

"Ok, what's your deal Jones?" she snapped and it brought him out of his daydream.

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"Well you've been sitting there for the past hour, staring at me might I add, and you have not written a single thing."

"Oh." Was all he managed to say in all his eloquence as he looked down at the empty word document on his screen.

"What's going on Juggie? Is everything ok?" and just like that, no-monkey-business-Editor Cooper was replaced with kind and nurturing Betty.

"It's nothing really Bets. I'll finish up this article, don't worry." He smiled, but he could tell that she wouldn't buy it.

"Juggie, c'mon I know something is bothering you. Maybe I can help!" she said eagerly as she moved away from her desk in order to sit on his lap.

In the moment she sat down, his own epiphany struck. He pulled her face towards his and kissed her deeply. She was so shocked by his actions that she didn't have time to respond! The kiss ended almost as quickly as it started and she just looked at him, utterly confused.

"I've noticed lately that you've developed a unique habit and it's kind of been bugging me for quite some time now."

She looked alarmed now, worried about what kind of habit she developed. "What do you mean? What habit?"

"It's a bit weird, but I've noticed that sometimes when you get stuck on a problem, regardless of what it is, you tend to migrate over to me and kiss me. After that it's like lightning struck and you're back on track." He was amused now, no longer feeling the fear of rejection. This must be what she feels like, he mused.

She moved her hands to her lips, and he saw the pensive look in her eyes as she took in his words. He waited patiently for her to comprehend his findings.

"I didn't think you'd notice" was all she said.

Out of every outcome he had imagined, her admitting to the offense was not one of them.

"What do you mean you thought I wouldn't notice!?" he sputtered out.

"Well...I figured out fairly quickly that being around you brought me some kind of clarity, more so whenever we kissed or touched. I figured I might as well use it whenever I was struggling with connecting the dots while I had the chance…." she was biting her lower lip and gazed at him apologetically.

"I've been sitting for the last month wracking my brain with explanations for why you kept coming over to randomly kiss me because it didn't seem like you were aware of what you were doing. And now you're telling me that not only did you know the whole time, but that you also tried to get away with it?" he asked incredulously

"And I would've gotten away with it to if it wasn't for you meddling kids" she giggled as she flicked his nose playfully.

He laughed along with her and rolled his eyes. "You are deceptively sneaky Miss Cooper." he said with praise.

"I have my secrets Mr. Jones, but I guess the cat's out of the bag now. I'm going to have to find someone else to help me solve my problems. I'm not sure if it would still work if the other party is aware of my strategy..." she teased as she looked away from him.

"Like I would let you torment all of mankind with your manipulative ways. Now that I know your evil ways, I'll just have to take one for the team and suffer in quiet silence." He responded dramatically pounding a fist against his heart as if making some kind of blood oath with mankind.

"How very noble of you. Maybe a kiss will make you write the article that's due in 15 minutes" She said with pseudo-bitterness and kissed him before he could respond.

She hopped off his lap and sauntered over to her desk to continue working on her own article; The word she was previously stuck on jumping to her brain. "Get back to work Lancelot, we have a lot to do before the deadline."

Editor Betty was back, but he could only smile at her. She had known what she was doing all along and it just made him realize what a poor detective he actually was. He chuckled at the thought. So much for being a Hardy Boy, Nancy Drew was obviously much better at sleuthing and putting the puzzle together. He risked another glance at the focused blonde before continuing with his own work...

This one was really fun to write. Jughead seems like the type to worry about silly things when he doesn't have to worry about real problems like his dad and family.

Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed it! If you have any other prompts or ideas, I'm all ears. Thanks again for your kind words, they always make my day better! :)

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