Bughead Oneshots

||5 Days|| Part 5

A/N: 18+ at some point

The morning was just like the other past ones. The two slept in — and when they did wake up, they cuddled with eachother until one of them had to get up to use the bathroom.

"Should I make some breakfast?" Betty asked after he returned. Instead of answering, Jughead just grabbed her by the waist to pull her down next to him, nuzzling his face in the crook of her neck "Juggy! Don't just do that" she laughed, caused by his tickling hair.

"Why not? You smell good"

"You can't just say that to someone"

"But it's the truth" he said, purposely inhaling deeper, causing another laugh. Though then he just kissed her neck.

"Juggy, stop that"

"Why?" he asked, innocently looking up at her.

"Because that's not what friends do"

"Are we friends though?"

"I don't know" Jughead exhaled, sitting up.

"Betty Cooper?"

"Yes?"

"Will you be my girlfriend?"

It was wrong to ask.

He was gone tomorrow.

He shouldn't do this.

"Seriously?" she asked, sitting up as well. He nodded, not being able to help the smile "I'd very much like to be your girlfriend"

"So can I continue kissing you now?" he asked, only waiting for a nod before he leaned over to kiss her on the lips.

"Can I kiss your neck as well or do we have to marry first to do that?" he asked next, stopping to look at her.

"No, we don't have to marry" she said, laughing. Jughead took that as a sign to attack her neck with kisses, and leaving a hickey. Soon Betty let herself fall down on the bed, tilting her head to give him more space.

"Juggy," he hummed, stopping in order to face her "can we continue?"

"With me kissing your neck?"

"Yeah- and... and further too?" she asked, hesitating. Not because she wasn't sure — she was, especially around her childhood friend. They grew up together, to a certain year, she knew that he wouldn't hurt her. She was more unsure about the fact if he would be comfortable doing something like this after finding out about his past. So she was hesitant, looking at him, searching for signs that he wasn't sure, even if he just said yes.

"Are you sure?" he nodded again.

"Yes, when you're comfortable with it. We don't have to, you know?"

"But I- want to," she smiled softly "if you want that too"

"With you? I'm down to everything"

"We just take it slow?"

"Of course, Betts. We are in no rush. We have the whole day if we wanted" even if Jughead wanted to go slow, he did not intend to spend the whole day with the following, although it would have been a good idea too.

After being satisfied by the number of hickeys that Betty had on her neck, Jughead moved down to her collarbone, continuing to leave soft kisses as he slowly took off Betty's shirt, breaking apart for a short second before he kissed her again, on the lips now.

"You're beautiful, Betts, so so beautiful" he whispered, his hands roaming her upper body before finding her bra and unclipping it.

"You're the one to talk, Juggy. You've gotten quite attractive as well" Betty said, leaning closer to kiss him again "can I take off your hoodie as well?" She didn't want him to feel forced, not about pulling off hoodies while they were intimidate with one another. Jughead nodded, getting rid of his hoodie shortly after. Betty tried to take in every inch of his now exposed skin, her fingers softly trailing over his way too many scars. Jughead stilled, not being sure if he should follow her eyes or her finger.