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“Okay, black or blue tie?”
“Ronnie, they look exactly the same.” Jughead chuckled.
Veronica rolled her eyes, “The blue tie works fine then. It matches my dress too.”
He knows she’s not annoyed. How can she be? It’s senior prom after all. The one thing every teen goes through highschool for. And they all deserved it, not one teenager in Riverdale thought they’d make it to this moment.
“Can you put it on, Veronica? I think I’d mess it up.”
“Yeah, of course,” He watched her bring the tie around him as she talked about everything they were going to do tonight and all the fun they were going to have, but Jughead was only half listening. He couldn’t seem to focus anywhere but the way her dark curls framed her face and the way the corners of her eyes crinkled with happiness and the way her dress fit her so well. “Loop it there and… there we go. You look great Jug.” Veronica smiled.
Jughead could feel blood rush to his cheeks and his words get caught in his throat. She’s one to be talking. She’s angelic. “You look gorgeous yourself Princess.” He said as he watched her get flustered. Never in a million years did Jughead think he could make the Veronica Lodge feel like that.
(It’s fine though, he loves it.)
They heard a honk outside the Pembrooke along with a Reggie, you can’t pregame prom! and I do what I want Cooper.
Veronica giggled at their friends (which Jughead thought was the cutest sound in the world) before looking back at him, “Should we go then?”
Jughead took her hand, kissed her forehead (that earned him a bright smile from Veronica that made his knees go weak), and replied, “You don’t have to ask me twice.”