Together till the end

part 13

Betty pov

[three months later]

I let my eyes close for a few seconds leaning my head back on the couch. I suck in a breath and exhale again. I feel the couch dip and a pair of lips on my cheek. J-" I can carry you upstairs if you want." I giggle quietly at his sweetness. B-"love, I'm getting quite heavy." I keep my eyes closed and my head leaned back. J-" yeah well, I am one strong man." B-"mmh if you say so." I tease him and open my eyes slightly. He doesn't hesitate and picks me up quickly but carefully. B-"juggie!" I giggle, he places his mouth over mine and kisses me before moving up the stairs with me in a tight grip in his arms. J-"told you," he said as he let me slip out his arm and onto our bed. B-"mm, you did, now we can take a nap." J-"yeah, better do while he isn't kicking." He sits beside me and kisses me before pulling me into him. I rest my head into his chest and listen to his claiming breaths. I try to let my mind rest and softly feel into a light but much needed sleep.

I blinked awake quickly looking to my side to make sure Jughead was still there. He laid with his arm covering his eyes from the shining light outside. I relaxed knowing he was still in a light peaceful sleep. I can feel my pregnant hormones are getting the best of me lately, especially when I don't know where Jughead is or if he's suddenly out of sight, I guess my motherly tough are kicking in. I'm scared it bothers him, because that's the least I want to do, I hate feeling like a bother. But he's too good of a man that he would ever admit it whatsoever. 

I carefully slipped out of the warm bed and skipped rather quickly to the bathroom, feeling how my bladder could explode any second because of our little boy laying so peaceful in my stomach. I feel him move every day and it gives me so much joy even though he can keep me up at night. I'm glad he does, he kills my nerves when I feel him move with that I know he's okay and alive. The due date are getting closer and closer and i haven't been more excited or nervous at the same time. You never know how quickly two months can move by. 

J-"baby, you in there?" I was snapped out of my trans by his hursh voice. B-"yeah" i answered shortly. J-"Are you okay? Can I come in?" B-" yes juggie" I was finished anyways and stood over the sink washing my hands. I looked up at the mirror when I heard the door crack open. I was met by my husband's lovely smile. I giggled at his as he wrapped his arms around my waist from behind. I reached out for the towel hanging on the wall and dried my hands with it. He placed a gentle kiss to the right side of my neck. As he was pressed against me I couldn't feel his chest pressed against my back but also his lower part which honestly confused me a bit. J-"you feel okay" B-'' I do jug, what about you, do you feel okay?" he looked up at mirrors meeting my eyes. J-"yes?" he questioned out of confusion. I couldn't help but laugh at him and turn around and bring my arms around his waist as well. B-"try again" i said trying not to laugh at him. He raised his eyebrow, still having no clue what I was talking about. B-"look down, love" His head snapped down to look at himself. J-" goddammit" he murmured, I giggled and kissed him as his head shouted back up. B-" don't be embarrassed, it's not like I haven't seen it before." I blur out J-"did that really just come out of your oh so innocent mouth. And for the record i'm not embarrassed, just slightly annoyed because I can't control the shit." I laughed at his statement and lend up on my toes to kiss him. 

I untangled myself from his grip and headed down the stairs into the kitchen. I could hear Jughead run down the steps as well not long after. B-"what do you want for dinner?" I asked as he walked into the kitchen. He stood in silence for a few seconds, J-"you.." he whispered so I almost couldn't hear it. B-"what?" I laughed, J-" pasta! I said pasta... Pasta is fine, I'll need room for our movie night later anyways." B-" you're ridiculous, but you're right I can't wait to lay in your arms stuffing my face with chips." J-" I love our deep understanding for each other when you're pregnant." He laughed, B-" I know right, it's great." J-" It indeed is and so are you." his smug smile appeared on his face and he bent down to lift me up on the counter. He placed himself between my legs and held my neck firmly while leaning close to me. J-" I love you," he said and finally kissed me. I slipped my tongue across his lips and he parted them. When we finally pulled back I was out of breath. B-" I love you, too" I breathed out. Later that night after our little makeout session on the counter and some borning pasta we were laying on the couch, my head jug stomach between his legs as he crashed his hand over my belly. We sat eating chips and watching old movies, from when we first started dating, our own little perfect date night.