Intensity was the understatement of the year. From seeing Polly, a very pregnant Polly at that, To learning more secrets the Coopers withheld. Knowing she needed space to understand all of this new information, Juggy hadn't tried infiltrating the complex mind that belonged to Elizabeth Cooper. After spending hours upon hours trying to keep his distance, the need to comfort Betty over took. Making way into the Coopers backyard, a ladder was already propped up against the house, at the perfect destination. Conveniently Hal had been replacing the roof, slowly it seemed.
Climbing up, Jughead caught a glimpse of Betty sitting at the vanity, Playing with the necklace she'd held so close to her, obviously consumed by a thousand thoughts. Wanting to meet those soft pink lips to his own became overwhelming. In all honestly, Jughead wouldn't be able to stand the rejection that would follow such a bold action. Knocking on the pretty girls window took all the courage he had at this point. Surprise was the first emotion to hit Betty when seeing the face of Jughead Jones hoovering at her window. What followed to Juggy's satisfaction was pure happiness on her face as she headed his direction.
"Hey there Juliet" The words escaped before internal protest could take over. Unsure of the reality that ones mind could trick with cruel games, Juggy was sure he saw a blush kiss the pale cheeks of his blonde companion.
Listening as all the worry of her families lies and craziness exploded form her beautiful mind. Wanting to comfort was taking control of him.
"...and now all I can think is maybe I'm crazy too." Speaking frantically. Jughead grabbed her shoulders, trying to save her from the dark depths of ones own mind.
Staring into the soft green eyes, "We're all crazy, But we aren't out parents". Relief and reassurance flooded her.
"also..." Jugheads voice trailed off.
This was it, no more hiding the true feelings in his heart.
"What?" Betty was staring into his eyes.
Frozen, Juggy was to frozen to continue.
"What?" Betty asked, the nerves rising were obvious in her face.
How he tell her that when drifting away, she pulls him back to reality, or how the rays of light that beam out of such a magnificent person consume him, even in his darkness.
Body overtaking mind, in a rare occurrence. Cupping Betty Coopers cheeks, he pressed his lips to hers. Releasing all the hidden attraction and built up emotions into her. With the fire and ice that consumed Jughead, drowning her lips in the storm that was him.