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      lips quirk up,  endearingly at most;  he’s trying to make her feel better,  and betty  MORE  than appreciates that.    ‘  you’re right,  it could be.  science does help make sense of everything.  ’    she thinks to her meds that her mom gives her each morning,  if she’s on meds  ...  then why is she still like this  ??    a sigh from her lips.    ‘  it’s all just  ...  very frustrating.  ’

              ‘  no offense  ...  but why haven’t we had a sleepover yet  ??  ’     //  @blvejasmine.

              ‘  it’s just  ...  WEIRD,  juggie.  veronica will say thing that happened and i just  ...  blank.  i can’t remember half of the stuff i did.  ’    //  @joneshead.

        her chest moves up and down,  frustration obvious in the crinkle of her face.  they’ve done a good job covering up  (  HE’S  done a good job making sure nobody thinks twice about betty cooper  --  as far as the whole town is concerned,  she was in  LA  ).  but jughead knows she wasn’t;  she knows she wasn’t,  and that’s enough for her to  worry.  constantly.    ‘  ---  so we’ll have an excuse for being at the scene,  my fingerprints on the gun and you think it’ll work  ??  ’    a deep breath,  she attempting to calm down.  ‘  THANK YOU,  juggie.  ’

         a grin quirks up on her lips,  betty cooper’s lips forming a grin at him  --  her boyfriend,  she think she can finally say  (  she can practically  HEAR  veronica muttering  ‘finally’  in the back of her mind  ).  mindlessly,  betty takes his hand,  fingers playing with the slender ones on his hand.    ‘  only if betty cooper gets to call jughead jones her boyfriend,  ’    she says,  biting her lip softly.  it’s funny how the tables turned;  only a couple months ago,  did she think she’d be pining for archie  (  in which it’s to the point that whenever she’s with jughead  --  it’s literally  ...  ARCHIE WHO  !?  ).    ‘  it’s the 21st century,  juggie  --  ’    cue a chuckle from her,    ‘  i’m  ALLOWED  to ask the guy i like if he wants to  officially  date me.  ’

          blue eyes flicker across the other blonde’s face.  nancy drew’s detective handbook won’t help her now.  betty cooper swallows,  thinking through anything supernatural.  ‘  siren,  werewolf,  faerie,  witch,  vampire  ??  that’s uh  --  ’  she doesn’t make any sudden movements;  MAYBE,  she thinks  --  if she plays it cool,  her blood won’t be smeared all over this woman’s face.  ‘  ---  all i got.  ’  the blonde’s impressed with herself;  at least she managed to not squeak out  “please don’t kill me”  under the pressure.

          ❛    oh my god  ...    ❜    she stands by him,  light of the flashlight highlighting the curves of her face.    every night they go out,  the more they find on  ...  her.    blue eyes flash up to him,  gazing through long eyelashes as the gun at her fingertips    (    so  FAMILIAR,  yet so unfamiliar    ),  betty cooper swallowing.    sometimes she wonders,  when every single piece of evidence they find,  if he’ll ditch her   (   but then he does things that helps her,   and she surely hope he won’t   ).   ❛   ---  we  HAVE  to hide it.  ❜  //  @thirdjcnes for  THAT ONE THREAD WE PLOTTED ;)

         ❛   just a little  ...  ❜    blue eyes are  WIDE,  she taking a few stumbling steps back.    ❛  ---  ...   what the freakin’ hell  !?  ❜

       ❛  or,  because you’re kind and love me,  you could not  --  ❜  betty counters,  though she knows she’d hardly be winning this argument if this was real  (  veronica lodge usually gets what she wants  ).  the blonde gives veronica a pleased grin,  before she  ROLLS  her eyes.  sometimes she wonder’s if her best friend knows how to take a compliment.  ❛  oh,  just take the compliment  V.  we’re not gonna bicker about  weight.  ---  but if smithers ever does cook,  i wouldn’t mind a text invite,  ❜  she says with a wink,  casting her bag over her shoulder  ❛  sometimes i get a few decent ones of those.  you could just get  carbonated water,  you know.  ❜

       she has nothing but  CONCERN  for the girl who’s well on her way to becoming betty’s best friend,  and her eyebrows crinkle.  betty cooper’s not a girl who  OFTEN  goes against her mother  (  not until lately  --  so she understands  ).  ❛  well if you need anything,  ❜  she says,  blue eyes wide at the girl.  betty bites her lip,  tugging at the ends of her ponytail.  ❛  i don’t know if i’m really  CLUBBING MATERIAL,  v.  ❜

        ❛  you’re my  twin sister,  and there’s a  KILLER  out there.  i’m gonna worry  !!  ❜  a sigh,  she crossing her arms and casting her sister a  LOOK.  ❛  fine,  but if you change buildings or get into some weirdo’s car,  i expect a text.  ❜

       betty only shrugs.  she’s known archie  ALL  of her life,  so she’s used to him being like this  (  even if it took her a boy and a bit to understand it  ).  ❛  he tries  !!  it’s just  ...  ever since his mom’s left,  i think he might be taking it out on himself.  archie misses her,  a lot,  ❜  betty says in her childhood friend’s honor.  he’s trying to fill that hole,  the blonde was always convinced of that every since mary left.  ❛  ugh,  that sucks.  i’ll need to hear that story too  ...  maybe the  IT  people got some snippets  ??  i’ll look into it.  ...  do you want to keep performing  ??  ❜  betty wonders if anyone’s every asked veronica that.

          every time they kiss,  even if it just lasts a  split  second,  it causes betty’s heart to skip a beat.  it may sound a bit cliché,  but the blonde  SWEARS  that she has to catch her breath each time.  she really,  really  likes jughead jones.  and so if he’s not ready to speak about something,  she’d wait until he was and give him what he needed until then.  she smiles against her lips,  moving to put her head on his chest before  --  blue eyes  WIDEN  as he covers her mouth,  her hand moving to take his off,  grin on her lips as she distracts his hand by lacing their fingers.  ❛  hey  !!  nuh uh,  you knew exactly what you were getting into with a  WATER GUN  fight.  not my fault you underestimated me  !!   ❜  a chuckle leaves her lips,  before she purses her lips up at him.  ❛  ---  juggie,  that pie was made from a box mix.  sorry to burst your bubble,  but polly and i were the only ones who did the  GOOD  baking in that household.  ❜

        betty hums as he asks the question,  she trying to keep herself from  COMBUSTING  with happiness.  this is the happiest that she’s been in awhile,  the blonde thinks,  casting a quick glance at jughead.  he’s  BEAUTIFUL  she realizes,  and there’s such a contrast  --  between him and their surroundings,  no one would think he’s the kind of person to look for fields of flowers  (  except her,  for she knows he enjoys beauty,  just as much as she does  ).  he’s become her safety,  in a way.  whenever her mind is clouded,  when things seem to become too much,  when something’s  OFF  --  one touch from him,  she can settle down.  ❛  ---  somewhere where i can clearly see the northern lights,  like norway.  oooh  ...  or japan  !!  i’d love to be there when the  CHERRY BLOSSOM  petals blow off the tree,  ❜  betty says with a squeeze of his hand,  looking up at him.  ❛  where would  YOU  go  ??  ❜