one-shots || bughead + sprousehart

"you've got wings baby!" pt. 1 - bughead

your soulmates name is inked on your skin the second they fall in love with you.

Betty was pregnant, very very pregnant. Eight and a half months to be exact. And to top it all off, the father wasn't her soulmate.

She had expected him to be, hoped him to be, but he wasn't. He admitted to being in love with her, he told her a million times, but his name didn't appear on her skin. Not like it was supposed to.

And so, instead of marrying him, she ran away with a big pregnant stomach. She bought a bus ticket to the first town that came in her sight, Riverdale.

She believed in soulmates, believed that everything in life happened to find that one person.

She had a backpack strapped to her back, desperately trying to find a place to crash.

She wandered through the town, knowing it was late and everyone was probably asleep already. When she turned her head, she spotted a light somewhere in the distance.

The girl basically sprinted over there, hopeless and in need of food and coffee. As she neared closer, she noticed it was a trailer.

Well, better than nothing, right?

Betty knocked loudly on the door, hoping for someone to hear her. To help her.

A boy, around the age of 17, came to answer the door. He had on sweatpants and a t-shirt, having clearly been asleep.

"What do you want?" He asked grumpily. Only then his eyes wandered down and he spotted her huge stomach.

"I'm so sorry to bother you, but I've been travelling all day and I haven't had anything to eat or drink and I really need a place to sleep." Betty started rambling, desperately.

The boy's eyes widened and he immediately pulled her inside. "Yeah, of course, come in. It's freezing outside." The tone of his voice had taken a 180 turn. He sounded kind, sincere.

"What are you doing by yourself? I mean you're.." He hesitated to finish his sentence, "pregnant."

"No kidding." Betty mocked, grabbing a chair and sitting down on it. "I'm Betty by the way. Oh and please tell me you have some kind of coffee here..? I need it to survive."

"I'm Jughead," The boy answered, flustered by her directness, "and I have some coffee I think." He went through some cupboards and eventually managed to fix her a fresh cup of coffee.

Betty took it eagerly and slurped it down. "Thanks." She said with the prettiest smile Jughead had ever seen. Her eyes formed a slight sparkle and her cheeks had a tiny dimple.

"You're welcome." He couldn't help but smile back. "Do you want something to eat, maybe some fruit?"

Betty pulled an ugly face, "no, but I'd love some pop tarts if you have?"

"Weirdly enough, I think I do." He went through another set of cupboards and found a box full of pop tarts.

Betty's eyes lit up as she took the box from him. "You're an angel! You've got wings baby!" She squealed, stuffing the food in her mouth.

Jughead couldn't help but laugh. She affected him.

"You're kind." She said when she finished her first pop tart.

"I try to be." He said, still smiling. The two fell silent for a while.

"Do you want to talk about why you're here, all glowy and pregnant? I-I mean y-you don't have to if you don't.."