[Might get rewritten at some point] Jughead was always a complicated kid. Growing up with an abusive dad and abandoned issues, caused by his mother, the loneliness got him into a depressive state. Lately he got better but it all seemed to fall apart as his social worker, Fred Andrews, told him that he had to take the medication again. It seemed to fall apart, because the pills weren't the only thing that changed. No, Fred had his son with him that day and that would change quite a few things, especially the way Jughead thought about his sexuality. But everyone is afraid at some point, right? Darkness, car rides, time away from family, dying, some 'irrational' things... those are things you might get over with at some point. But then there are those things that you can never really grow out of. Will I fit in at some point? Am I safe here? Will they hurt me at some point? Those are things you never really get past, especially not if you've had it rough like him. So... sometimes all he can do it take a deep breath, pull though it and hope for the best. That's what he's going to do with Archie, hope for the best. And maybe, it will all work out at some point... #Jarchie