Bughead 💘 | Wattys2017

Chapter 9

I awoke the next day and stretched out on the bed. Wait a second. What was I wearing? I cautiously looked down at my clothes and saw that I was wearing Juggie's black "S" tshirt. Thankfully, I was wearing pajama pants too. We weren't drunk or anything, but it took me a minute to regain my thoughts and remember what had happened last night. Last night we came into my bedroom and made out. I think I took his shirt off, but that was it. Don't worry, we restrained ourselves. But somehow I ended up sleeping in his shirt after I took a shower. I carefully got out of bed, trying not to wake Jughead up, as I got ready for the day. I decided that I looked really cute in his tshirt, so I just threw on a pair of jeans, deodorant, and put my hair in a ponytail. I skipped down the stairs to go make breakfast. As I was walking to the kitchen, I saw Polly sitting at the kitchen table talking to someone.

"Hey guys," I walked into the kitchen and grabbed some milk from the fridge. Then I walked over to grab a cup from the cupboard. "How's it going this morning?" I asked.

"Pretty awful. I can't believe Sabrina made that comment about Jason last night," I heard Cheryl complain. I turned around and saw Polly and Cheryl sotting across from each other and drinking coffee.

"Yeah, that was totally bogus," I replied and sat in between the two girls. They both stared me up and down.

"Ummm... what are you wearing, Betty?" Cheryl raised an eyebrow. I looked down at my shirt that I forgot I was wearing and laughed.

"Yeah um what?" Polly questioned.

"No it's just-"

"We don't need another Cooper getting knocked up and pregnant, Betty." Cheryl coldly interrupted me.

"Please tell me that you at least used protection," Polly gently grabbed my hand in concern.

"No guys. It's not like that. I'm just wearing his shirt." I scolded.

"Sure you are Betty." Cheryl said flatly, as she silently judged me, taking a sip of her coffee.

"She's right. She just stole my shirt and my heart. But not my virginity." Jughead said, as he grabbed an apple and jumped up on the kitchen counter. We all turned our heads to look at him. I gave him an appreciative smile. He was shirtless, just in his boxers, and his bedhead was all over the place. "Well. I didn't realize that we had a guest, so I'm heading upstairs to change now." He finish the apple, threw it in the garbage, and rushed up the stairs. I turned to the girls with a smug look on my face.

"See guys. Nothing happened. Nor will it." I shrugged and got up from my seat. I dropped my cup off at the sink.

"Oh but it will soon, Betty. There's no way that you can keep sleeping with him and not actually sleep with him," Cheryl crossed her arms.

"It's true! It's what happened to me and Jason!" Polly chimed in, rubbing her stomach. I wasn't sure if she actually felt the need to rub her stomach, or if that was for extra emphasis on why not to have sex. I rolled my eyes and headed upstairs. I forgot to knock on the door and accidentally walked in on Juggie getting dressed.

"Oh sorry." I started awkwardly walking backwards out of the room.

"Betty it's fine! I have jeans on and you've already seen me shirtless like a thousand times," he shouted from inside the bedroom.

"True," I walked back in and shut the door.

"Unless of course you don't like what you see?" He spread his hands out, flaunting his shirtlessness. I giggled.

"Oh no. I very much like what I see." I walked over to him and slowly ran my hands across his chest. Then I jokingly poked him in the abs.

"Stop it!" He said, putting his arms around me and holding me tight, so that my arms couldn't move freely around anymore. "Ha. I've got you now!" He started rapidly kissing my neck, as I giggled like a maniac.