*Super small update! Sorry it's so short, more to come soon! (Betty POV)*
Betty watched the streets fly by as her and Kevin sat in silence, she pulled her hand through her long blonde hair. She looked at Kevin then down to the black wig in her lap feeling way too many emotions all at once, she tossed the black tangled mop into the back seat.
"You better remember that, or my dad is gonna find it and have a lot of questions," Kevin quipped with a sassy tone, finally making her break her lips into a soft smile, looking at him thankfully she reached over squeezing his hand. He shared the glance with her before looking back to the road. "So are we gonna talk about this?" He finally asked.
She took a deep breath, she had explained to her mom that she would be staying at Kevin's, which meant she would have to have this conversation at some point anyways because if she knew anything about Kevin Keller she knew he wouldn't be letting this go. But as she opened her mouth, she couldn't seem to find any words. Even she wasn't sure what had happened. She tried to recount the events that had transpired but everything now seemed like a blur, and with her adrenaline falling she could still feel the slightly dulling effect of the alcohol.
"Let's start with the fact that you smell like a distillery," he scolded. "What were you thinking actually getting drunk like that?" He raised his eyebrows at her.
"I don't know Kev, I was trying to blend in and I was feeling so confident, maybe too confident," She grunted, blushing and remembering the way she had thrown herself at the apparent 'leader' of the serpents. Kevin just nodded in agreement and waited for her to continue "I drank way too much too fast, and then Jug was there, and I…. I don't even know," she said shaking her head and dropping her face in her hands.
"And you just thought what the hell, i'm gonna make out with him," He finished for her laughing darkly.
"Yeah pretty much," she answered. But she could feel something else, it wasn't just the alcohol, she had genuinely felt some kind of weird pull to jughead the second she had seen him. Yes she had been very intoxicated, and she normally never would have done anything like that but the second her lips met his, something else took her over and it wasn't the whiskey, even as her body sobered up in the car her chest constricted with longing to go back, to see his face again, to feel his strong hand laced through hers. It was as if she missed him, but that was crazy because she didn't even know him anymore. "I was just drunk, and did you see him?" She asked raising her eyebrows deciding that she wouldn't even admit the other feelings out loud.
"I did, and who the hell would have thought Jughead Jones would go all tall, dark, and crime lord," Kevin mused his eyes twinkling under the streetlights that passed by. "I mean his dad was a serpent leader, so I guess it makes sense, but man that kid got all the power and all the looks," He laughed and she laughed with him.
"So tonight was kind of a bust," she admitted, unlocking her phone and opening instagram scrolling through her feed mindlessly, watching pictures fly by but not really seeing them. She clicked on the search bar and paused chewing her thumbnail before quickly typing a J then a U before exiting the app abruptly and putting her phone back in her fidgeted for another second and then quickly unlocked her phone again and returning to the search and quickly typing his full name with no results she huffed and closed her phone again. Of course he wouldn't have social media, it would be too easy to track. She closed her eyes rubbing her temple where she could feel a headache brewing.
"We will figure something out," Kevin assured her as they finally pulled up to his house. "Now let's get you into comfy clothes, and enough water to clear out the whiskey in your pores," he laughed effortlessly. She crawled out of the car grabbing her things and following him inside. Suddenly she was so tired she couldn't wait to have a bed and a pillow. They raced up the stairs closing themselves in his room quietly, and quickly got ready for bed. Betty found her place on his mattress safely between him and the wall and he lovingly circled his arm around her waist. She loved Kevin so dearly and was so thankful for her sanctuary in his friendship, and a guilty feeling washed over because she couldn't help but wish the arm holding her belonged to a certain black haired, extremely dangerous, serpent. She closed her eyes willing herself to sleep after a night that she knew she wouldn't soon forget.