Bughead Oneshots

Can you please just hold me?

Jughead had come over to Betty's house for a movie night when her mom went out of town with Polly. He loved getting the chance to be with his girl, especially when they were alone. They found themselves together a lot more often after his event with Penny and the ghoulies... and since Hal was found out to be the black hood. It was almost as if they both needed each other. Betty was terrified at the thought of losing Jughead, so she spent every chance she had to spend time with him.

So there they lay one Saturday night, covered in blankets and junk food, The Breakfast Club playing in the background. Betty was curled up on Jughead's chest, his arms wrapped loosely around her. They loved chill nights like these, ones where they could just relax and enjoy each others company. Jughead brought over a large pizza and Betty had provided the sugary snacks, and a lot of them knowing that he would devour almost all of them in one sitting. Although the TV was loud and Jughead's breathing was in her ear, Betty was slowly drifting away. She willed herself that she would only close her eyes for one minute, but she knew that she was exhausted. As soon as she felt herself slipping away, she bolted upright, startling Jughead.

"Woah there, Betty," He laughs, "You're tired, lay down for a sec."

"Sorry, Jug. I'm fine," She puts her hands over her mouth to stifle a yawn. "I'm gonna go get some coffee." Betty peels the blanket off her body and stands up off the couch. Jughead grabs her by the waist and pulls her back in with so much force that she almost falls over.

"Oh no, you're not. It's much too late for that, how 'bout we head to bed? You seem tired," Jughead suggests.

"It's never too late for coffee," Betty jokes, just hoping that he will release her to the kitchen. She had to stay awake, she couldn't fall asleep.

"Well, in this case, it is. I won't have you bouncing off the walls all night, Miss Cooper."

"And I'm fine down here, I want to finish the movie."

"Okay," He replies, engulfing her back into his embrace. But soon enough, Betty lays her head back down on his chest and is caught between the worlds of asleep and awake. "I knew you wouldn't last five more minutes," Jughead mumbles as he slowly emerges off the couch. He turns off the TV and picks up the sleepy girl, carrying her upstairs. She was already in his shirt and a pair of underwear, so he didn't need to change her. Jughead was also already shirtless and in PJ bottoms. He laid her down under the covers of her soft duvet and nestled close to her in a spooning position.

Once again, Betty bolted awake and shot up out of bed panting. I didn't fall asleep, she reassured herself, It's fine, Betty, you didn't fall asleep. "Betty?" Jughead's raspy voice whispers as he sits up. "Whats wrong, is everything okay?"

"Yeah, yeah, everything's fine, Juggie. Just go back to sleep," she says.

He sighs, "Betty, you're obviously not fine, that's the second time you've done that tonight. Talk to me."

She yawns, "No, seriously, Jughead, I'm fine. I promise," Betty puts on a fake smile for him and lays back down.

"Are you sure?" He whispers in her ear, "You know you can talk to me about anything, right? I'll always be here for you." 



"Yeah, of course, I know, Juggie. Don't worry, everything's okay," She mumbles as he wraps his arms around her tighter.

"Okay. Well, goodnight, beautiful. I love you." Betty still smiles every time he says those three words, especially now since he called her beautiful.

"Goodnight, I love you too." Betty lays with Jughead and almost falls asleep a few more times, but she refuses. About thirty minutes later when she's sure he's asleep, she slips out of bed and down the stairs. She had almost fallen asleep too many times, she couldn't risk it happening for real. So she starts up the coffee maker and splashes her face with water, hoping it'll keep her up. Just as she goes to take the coffee out of the pot, she feels a pair of arms slip around her waist.