Bughead Oneshots

I'm so lucky to have you

A/N:

This is based of the song "Lucky" By Jason Mraz and Colbie Caillat. Remember to vote and comment your thoughts and suggestions.

Betty's POV:

I sit in my room alone, concealed by a blanket in my bed and watching Netflix. It was a lazy Friday night, with nothing to do. I'm watching a horror movie, but spacing out-out of boredom.

A loud knock on my window frightens me. I let out a startled scream and fall onto the floor, my heart racing 100 beats a second. But it's only Juggie at my window, laughing his head off. My blanket falls to the floor in a heap as I stand up and walk to the window. The blush on my face reddens in embarrassment.

I open the window, "That wasn't funny, Juggie! You almost gave me a heart attack," I say with a giddy smile on my face. I can't help but giggle at him as the scene replays over in my head.

"No, it wasn't, it was hilarious, Betts," Jughead says grinning. I make a pouty face and pretend to start closing the window on him. "Hey!" He yells.

I laugh, yet again, and open the window fully, grabbing his hand and pulling him into the room.

"Okay, maybe it was a little funny," I answer, beaming up at him.

Jughead pulls me close and places his hands on my cheeks.

"I love it when you blush," He states.

The fiery sensation in my cheeks becomes more apparent as the color pink washes over my face. His dark blue eyes stare deep into mine as we pull in for a soft, tender kiss. He tastes like chocolate to me, addicting and irresistible. Our kiss lasts for all of five seconds before a scream erupts from my computer screen.

We both pull away abruptly, only to burst out into giggles.

"So," I start to say, "What brings you here so late?" It was 6:45 PM and pitch black outside, due to daylight savings.

"What? Can't a guy just want to come and visit his beautiful girlfriend on a Friday night?" Jughead replies with a smirk.

I tilt my head at him, "I, uh, actually wanted to take you somewhere."

"Where?" I question.

"That is for me to know, and you to find out," Juggie remarks.

"So, like a surprise?" I wonder.

"Precisely. Now get dressed and meet me outside, Juliet." I smirk at his nickname for me.

I get dressed in a thin baby pink shirt and a blue skirt. I bring a bag with my phone and essentials. My hair is down, for once. I know that Juggie loves it when I let loose and put my hair down in its natural curls.

I have a bounce in my step as I walk out into the cold air, greeting a bright Jughead.

"Ready, Juggie?" I question him. He stares at me and doesn't respond for a few seconds, "Jug?" I laugh.

"Oh, sorry, I zoned out for a second," He responds, a little red in his cheeks. "You're just too beautiful." I bite my lips and look at my feet smiling. "Shall we?" Jughead motions to his motorcycle.

I take his arm and sit down, "Do you have an extra helmet?"

"Nope, just one for you," He says.

"Are you sure that's safe, Jug?" I worry.

"Betty, are you worried about my safety?" Jughead teases.

"I just don't want you to get hurt," I say, laying my head on his shoulder.