Loyal Serpent

A heavy sigh left his lungs as he stared at the ground for the longest time. In all reality, it wasn’t that bad... it could very easily be so much worse. Sure his life hadn’t exactly been the easiest, but he had made due, and he knew plenty of people who had it a lot worse. At least he had a roof over his head and people who gave a rats ass about him. 

@serpentloyal liked this and got this song !! 

“ wherever I go, trouble seems to follow. I only plugged in to save rock and roll. ”

“ just ‘cause I’m feeling shitty doesn’t mean I should be lashing out, though. I should know better. ”   no one could beat jughead up better than himself, and clearly he wasn’t about to start letting up on that just because he was in the hospital. he knew he wasn’t wrong, though, it wasn’t his parents’ fault he was stuck where he was, it wasn’t his sister’s, or his friends’, and it sure as hell wasn’t sweet pea’s, and he needed to try harder not to make them feel like it was. he needed to try harder in a lot of areas, but somehow he just couldn’t stop himself from feeling like he’d just fail — and what was the point, then?

“ kind of. just… ends with me being tired as fuck and crashing, so that’s fun. ”  letting out an annoyed sigh, jughead laid his head against his boyfriend’s shoulder.  “ you sure I’m not allowed to launch myself out of a window? ”

There was some truth to Jug’s words, he probably shouldn’t be taking things out on the people who care most about him. However, Jug was being way too fucking hard on himself, always so quick to be the first to beat on himself unnecessarily. “Everyone does it, just makes you human Jug.” he stated simply. “I was a menace when I was stuck here for my dumb heart, I snapped at Toni more times than I can remember, kicked FP out and hung up on my mom several times, wasting her phone calls for the month, and maybe that makes both of us shitty but I know no one holds it against me.. and I can promise no one holds it against you.” he didn’t know if he was helping at all, but he was trying. 

He shook his head, but did take Sweet Pea’s hand to twine their fingers together and give it a gentle squeeze. “Sorry I’ve been… the worst, lately.” Jughead mumbled, eyes sliding closed as he released a small huff of defeat. He knew none of this was easy on anyone, but they all got to go home if they needed to, they could take breaks to some degree, and Jughead… didn’t have that, and it made him miserable. “I just hate feeling like this. I hate…” Being such a burden hung in the air unsaid, but he was sure it was understood. It wasn’t the first time he and Sweet Pea had talked about this.

“I just — I’m sorry.”

Pea let the other take his hand, a soft smile forming before he used his free hand to pop a few more fries into his mouth. He knew none of this was easy on Jug, to be trapped up in a hospital was the last thing anyone wanted, but the third time in a year? It sounded like hell. “You got nothing to be sorry for, if it was me I would have probably punched a doctor by now and made some grand escape.” He knew all of this was hard on Jug, and there was only so much he could do to make it better. 

Visiting the hospital was becoming second nature to him, to the point where a good chunk of the nurses and doctors knew who he was. He wasn’t quite sure how he felt about it, but he had accepted it as the norm. He is very aware of Jug’s bad mood, it was the whole reason he had decided to play his favorite song. Plopping down onto the edge of the hospital bed, he tossed his phone that had been playing the song closer to Jug as he went about digging into the bag he had brought. Pulling out a few curly fries from pops he popped them into his mouth before offering the bag to Jughead.