A/N Long overdue ((slowly coming out of my hiatus)). Tags: @hitthepedalh3avym3tal and the beautiful anon who requested this.
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denim boy – credits to Cole.
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”You know I don’t get it. How can someone like him pull someone like them? What do I have to do, lose my house and job?” The group of Jocks all chuckled at the snide comment at Jughead. (Y/N) tightened their grip around his waist, squeezing in assurance to simply just keep walking. That was on Jughead’s agenda until one more comment made him snap.
“I would say that they were with him for his money but that can’t be true. I’m sure that that whore is just sleeping around.” Snap. It was like a trigger inside Jughead. As soon as he heard them insult his partner he leapt out of (Y/N)’s grip, launching himself at the jock, aggressively throwing punches left and right. The jock, taken by surprise, stumbled back, allowing Jughead a few hits before he knocked back, straight into his eye. All the while, both (Y/N) and the Jocks tried to peel the boys off of each other.
”Jughead! Enough!” (Y/N) shouted, pulling on his arm harshly, back into their chest. Jughead heaved, spitting a mix of blood and saliva out of his mouth and onto the floor. He looked back at (Y/N)’s pleading face and his gaze softened.
”You shut your damn mouth, asshole.” He stated, pointing his finger at the jock, who was still surprised and dazed from the fight.
”Come on, Juggie.” (Y/N) whispered, grabbing his hand and pulling him with them towards Pops’, their original destination.
After sitting down, Jughead slung his arm around (Y/N)’s shoulder, leaning his head back against the seat. Though they were concerned, (Y/N) couldn’t help the smirk growing on their face. Jughead saw this from his peripheral vision, his bruise already swelling.
”What?” He asked, almost nervously as he met their gaze. (Y/N) only smiled wider and rested their head on his shoulder, grabbing his hand.
”That was actually pretty hot.” Jughead broke into a smile, becoming bashful at the entire situation. Resting his head on their own, he placed a light kiss on the top.
”I thought you would be angry.” He mumbled, nuzzling into their soft hair.
”Jughead Jones, why would I be angry at you for sticking up for me and yourself? I’ve never been with anyone who would literally throw themselves at a jock like that just because of a comment.” (Y/N) chuckled, looking up at Jughead and stroking his unhurt cheek.
”So you’re not angry?” He asked, for reassurance and pure amusement. (Y/N) shook their head and leant up to place a gentle kiss on his lips.
”No. Besides, bruised is totally your aesthetic.” They finished, chuckles lightly coming from them both, drifting throughout the empty diner.
My favourite photo of Lili // Credits to Pulse Spikes