"You're pretty." Betty exclaimed as she looked up at the boy around her age who was supporting her body weight, holding her up as they both staggered away from the party still raging on behind them. She bops his nose with her finger and he stumbles a little as he closes his eyes at her action. She goes to do it again and he tries to swat her away with his free hand that isn't holding on to her waist. But she is surprisingly dexterous despite her intoxication and dodges his hand to land another bop on his nose before breaking into a fit of giggles.
Jughead mumbles under his breath about what he did to deserve this, besides being the only gentleman it seemed who was wanting to make sure that Betty got home safe. As her giggles began to get louder he held onto her tighter. She didn't last much longer as the giggles consumed her and she swayed away from his body as she clutched her stomach. Jughead tried to maintain his footing, but the unexpected movement was too much in his own inebriated state and when she swung away from him again he lost the ground from under him and fell with her onto the grass.
He looked over to see that she was stunned into silence by suddenly being flat on her back staring up at the sky while he was laying beside her. He felt like the world was still spinning around him and there was a queasiness in his tummy which made his head hurt.
"Whoops." Betty broke the silence, before dissolving into giggles again. She tried to sit up a few times before deciding that it was not possible and laid back down again on the grass. She rolled onto her side to watch him, while he tried to ignore her for a while before he saw her finger coming for his nose again. He rolled away from her, the sudden movement doing no favours for his stomach. Betty rolled after him. They must have looked peculiar to anyone who happened to be walking back from the party or to their dorms. Two college students rolling after each other along the grass outside Kappa Omega with Betty shouting for him to stay still and that she just wanted to 'bop' him.
His stomach finally won out as he stopped the rolling laying on his back his eyes closed waiting for the waves in his stomach to dissipate. He waited for the inevitable finger to touch his nose as she caught up to him but instead was met with her fingers brushing his hair away from his eyes. He stiffened as he realised his beanie must have come off in the chase, his hand was feeling around the ground for his treasured security blanket when he saw it twirling off the end of her finger.
"Lose something?" she asked with an exaggerated wink. He tried to grasp it from her hand but she quickly hid it behind her back.
"Please just give it back." His tone was defeated as all he wanted now was to put his beanie on, get this girl home and sleep the rest of the night in his warm bed. She, however, seemed to have other plans.
"I will, but I want something in return." He gave a loud sigh as he resigned himself to having to indulge her in order to get her, and in turn himself, home.
"Fine. What do you want?" She considered his question as she returned to twirling his hat on the end of her finger, his frustration building further as he could see his goal just out of his reach.
She moved her body closer to his as an idea crossed her mind. "A kiss." Jughead's eyes widened at her request. He felt the flush climbing the back of his neck which he knew was not a result of the alcohol that he had consumed that night but instead the prospect of being kissed by a pretty girl.
"You can't be serious." He averted his gaze so that he wouldn't have to look at the pout that was now on her lips. Then he was thinking about her lips. His eyes returning to take in her hurtful expression at being turned down. She was pretty and that meant that she was also way out of his league. He was staring at her lips. Examining how full they looked when they pouted like that.
"Those are my terms." There was an air of authority about her and Jughead knew that he was out of his depth. He gave a quick nod before he could talk himself out of it, closing his eyes and the next sensation he felt was not her lips against his as he had expected but the weight of his beanie coming down on his head.
He was about to ask her whether she was going to kiss him when he felt her lips brush against his own. He deepened the kiss at once and she tasted like the spiked punch they had both indulged in that night. He knew then that he wanted more and his hand came up to the back of her neck, pulling her down on top of him. This was an uncharacteristically Jughead thing to do. Making out with some girl he had just met on the lawn of the college campus but the usually rational and distant Jughead wasn't quite in control at the moment. He allowed himself to get lost in the sensation of kissing her and blinked as she pulled away from him.
"That was nice." He whispered before he mentally wanted to slap himself in the face for such a stupid statement.
"And you have your hat back as promised." She smiled brightly patting him on the head as she attempted once again to get up from the ground. She finally managed to get the right momentum as she braced herself as she climbed up before extending her hand to him and pulled him up. She was surprisingly strong for her size and pulled him up easily as he stumbled a little and held onto her for stability. She stumbled herself a little before they were leaning on each other again, much like how they had started as they left the party.
Betty looked up at him with those big green eyes and he found himself smiling down at her. "Are you still going to walk me home, Prince Charming?" she asked as she reached up to play with the edges of his crown shaped beanie now securely on his head.
"Of course, Milady." He added feeling himself being drawn into her playfulness. She beamed as she felt his arm wrap around her holding her tight as they continued to make their way to her dorm leaning on one another.